The twenty-ninth day of the twelfth month.
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, yet there are still heads waiting to be chopped off in the Capital.
The Elder Princess walked the street, almost sensing the unpleasant scent of blood.
Actually, it was an illusion. It's deep winter, even with more blood, it's impossible for such a smell to spread.
Fresh blood would quickly turn to ice shards.
She proceeded towards the imperial palace and entered the Yihexuan.
She hadn't seen Li Daying for several months, and she seemed even more haggard.
When the Empress passed away, she was already looking wan.
"Mother." The Elder Princess called softly.
Li Daying supported her without speaking, entering within.
"Mother, listen to me." The Elder Princess smiled and composed her words.
"I understand why you've summoned me. I wish to persuade you, for I saw the Noble Consort yesterday."
The mother and daughter talked in the room for a long time, finally hearing Li Daying's wailing cries.
