97. The non-existent "rebel

Zhao Douan assumed his duty in the Imperial Court on the sixth day.

Early in the morning, the red sun of the East Sea rose out of the clouds.

In the Imperial Garden, the rare and precious plants and trees that had been painstakingly transported from all over Great Yu over the past six hundred years, now shed dewdrops that glittered like crystals.

Groups of golden koi fish in the pond jostled and competed for food.

The Empress, clad in white, stood by the pavilion on the lake's edge, holding a blue-and-white porcelain container filled with fish food. Beneath her pale skin, faint blue veins could be seen.

She tossed the food nonchalantly, a picture of beauty.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Yuan has arrived," reported a female attendant from behind.

Xu Zhenguan, without turning her head, focused on amusing the fish,

"Please."