"The Royal Heir is here!"
Upon hearing this voice, the demeanor of the courtiers instantly turned serious. They returned to their positions, bowed slightly, and refrained from conversing casually. As footsteps approached, a figure once again entered the imperial palace. Zhu Youji had arrived.
"Gentlemen, have any memorials been presented?" Zhu Youji walked up to the courtiers, standing below the steps in front of the dragon throne, and addressed them slowly.
Upon hearing Zhu Youji's words, the courtiers glanced at each other with a hint of restraint. After exchanging glances, they all chose to remain low-key and silent.
Just then, a figure strode forward boldly. "Your Royal Highness, I have a memorial to present."
It was none other than Zheng Dongliu. Holding a tablet of authority, Zheng Dongliu respectfully bowed and said aloud.