The conversation with her mother did not go anywhere and it ended quickly. Mei Mei left the music room and returned with a quilt which she used to cover Jingzhe. Slowly, she backed out of the room and closed the door. It was her hope that the death of the Empress was not the thing that was weighing heavy on his mind.
She was on her way to the kitchen when royal agents entered the house. On seeing them, she turned and walked back to peek towards the doorway.
Ji Waning pointed her to the dining room and she took bold quick steps there only to come upon the emperor sitting down at the table, drinking wine and watching a hologram projected from his phone. It was news coverage of the explosion.
Wine was not the only thing on the table, an assortment of baked and deep fried meat whose intoxicating smell called to her stomach and taste buds.
