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"Enter."

The cold, icy tone was crisp like colliding ice cubes, even through the door, it conjured up an image of the Emperor in Zhao Douan's mind.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to urinate, placed his hands on the carved deep red door of the Imperial Study, and gently pushed it open.

Creak—

This was not his first visit here. The day he entered the palace, it was in this room that he had met the Emperor.

Yangxin Hall was a massive structure, and the Imperial Study was on its western side.

In fact, there wasn't just one "Imperial Study."

Inside the Emperor's bedchamber, several studies shared this title.

Familiarity breeds comfort, and as Zhao Douan stepped over the threshold, he saw a large desk behind which lay piles of old brushes like mountains, and within the white inkstone, the ink was nearly exhausted.

The Emperor of Great Yu sat behind the desk, clad in plain white, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, her skin pale and luminescent, a natural beauty.