"Brother, between you and me, sister and brother... whatever you have to say, just speak freely!" Empress Dowager Yan said softly.
"Forgive this humble servant's offense, but it might be just as His Majesty said, we need to depose His Majesty and establish a new emperor!" Zhong Xingxiao spoke very quickly, as if very afraid, and immediately bowed deeply to the ground to apologize.
Empress Dowager Yan paused in her steps, almost losing her balance, tightly clutching a handkerchief in her palm, her heart feeling as if it had been pierced by a sharp sword.
