Chapter 269: Not Suffering (Request for Monthly Votes)

The clean morning sunlight shone on the two filthy city gates outside the Ziwei Palace, where the dried blood under the sunlight looked as black as ink with an added sense of nauseating stickiness.

The two gates stood one on each side of the palace entrance, facing the Imperial Road, where ministers civil and military, escorted by a large contingent of the Imperial Guard, were being led into the palace. The gates seemed to welcome them with ghastly, dirty faces either fierce or twisted.

However, every civil and military minister who passed by in front of them shivered and stooped, covering their faces with their sleeves in horror.

The very few who could suppress the panic in their hearts also turned pale and averted their eyes as they hurried past these two city gates.

Not one dared to look directly at these colleagues, who just yesterday morning had been laughing and talking together!

They feared seeing their own reflection in those faces...