Imperial Palace.
The scattered lights melted into the night.
Unlike the noisy bustle of Zhangtai, this palace was always quiet and majestic.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Yuan has been seen out," Mo Chou said in a light step, stopping before the doorway of the imperial study, and softly reporting to the Empress, who stood by the door looking out into the dark night.
Xu Zhenguan gently acknowledged with an "Mm," her expression showing both seriousness and fatigue.
"Your Majesty, are you worried about the issues with the Taicang Silver Mine?"
Mo Chou spoke softly, more like she was waiting for the Empress to make a decision rather than asking a question.
Xu Zhenguan looked into the night, saying,
"The Great Yu Dynasty cannot have a moment's peace, nor can I as the emperor enjoy a moment's leisure."
As she listened to the Empress' sigh, Mo Chou felt a heart-wrenching discomfort and comforted her,
"Your Majesty, the matter has not yet been verified, and it may not be true..."