"In this vast world, where can one not reside?"
"Why fixate solely on a corner of Fengxi Country?"
Xu Xing laughed.
As these words fell, even the most dull-witted of the Three Princes of the Royal Family understood Xu Xing's purpose for making such a commotion upon returning to his homeland. In a word: to select "reliable" people, move to another land, and establish a new kingdom.
...
「At night.」
In Shenjing, Ziwei Palace.
"Where are the three imperial uncles? Why haven't they entered the palace to take over the imperial city?"
Emperor Xiaochang, sitting forlornly on the Dragon Chair, glanced at the lonely starry sky outside the hall, a sense of desolation growing in his heart. He looked at the eunuch beside him and asked in a deep voice.
Since the armies of the Three Princes had approached the city, every quarter of an hour that passed had been agonizing for him. Once today was over, he would no longer be an emperor.
