Hearing Chun Liu's tearful voice, Cai Wei stopped, lifted her hand to tidy Chun Liu's disheveled hair, and forced a smile, saying, "Look at you, I was just speaking casually, and you actually believed it. Rest assured, The Emperor won't depose me."
On this point, Cai Wei was certain; she knew Nangong Yi's feelings for her. No matter how much he blamed or resented her, he couldn't bring himself to abandon her. However, the knot in his heart, who knows when it will untangle…
At dusk, the mourning orders for the Empress Dowager were announced. Half a Shi Chen later, all the civil and military ministers, princes, and imperial grandchildren, hurriedly entered the palace, wearing heavy mourning attire, knelt outside the Jade Palace, and wailed in grief. Inside the palace, mourning cloths and spirit banners hung everywhere. The palace maids and eunuchs donned mourning clothes, each, whether genuinely or feignedly, displayed a heartbroken demeanor.
