In the Southern Jin Palace, Huai Pu held a vase in his hands, watched it slowly roll off his hand, and shattered on the ground. Inside and outside the study, countless palace maids and servants were as silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to make a sound.
In recent days, Huai Pu had been mercurial with his emotions, killing several concubines every day, and was even more indiscriminate in slaughtering palace maids and inner officials.
Even though King Qi was outside the city, several princes would frequently enter the city and even barge into the Forbidden Palace, defiling the concubines, treating Huai Pu as if he were dead.
The Southern Jin Palace was like purgatory.
After a long time, Huai Pu squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Li Zhi..."
At this moment, an old minister rushed in, reporting: "Your Majesty, Li Zhi has neither surrendered nor accepted King Qi's edict, it seems he plans to continue fighting."
