"Han King Yu Wen Yuan plans rebellion, seeks to overthrow His Majesty."
As the words fell, aside from the mountain breeze passing through, there was no other sound on the platform.
Emperor Jianji's footsteps came to a complete halt.
He did not immediately turn around, still facing the vast valley with his back to Chen Yi. Yet, the hand originally held behind him slightly curled and then slowly relaxed. The mountain wind stirred his indigo robe, and his figure at the edge of the desolate platform showed a hint of solitude.
"Do you know..." Emperor Jianji's voice arose, slightly deeper than before, "Do you know what you're saying?"
Chen Yi lowered his eyes and said, "I know."
"It concerns the Prince; accusing of treason is a crime that implicates nine families." Emperor Jianji slowly turned around, the previous peaceful smile on his face disappeared, nor was there anger; the shadow of the woods obscured his face, rendering it unfathomable.
