Imperial Concubine Yi was at her wit's end.
But Ruan Ming, beside her, offered a solution to break the impasse.
"The best strategy now is to let the chaos within the Dong Family come early. We can then see what the Emperor truly intends."
"But it's not spring now, so the epidemic won't break out."
"My lady is mistaken. Rather than waiting for spring to make a big fuss just to drag the Dong Family down, wouldn't it be better to act now, letting them drown in this vast snowfall? That way, you can have a peaceful New Year."
Ruan Ming's words were powerful and resonant.
They eased much of Imperial Concubine Yi's anxiety, so she nodded and said.
"Then I'll leave this matter to you to arrange. As for grandfather, let's keep him in the dark for now. He has more important matters to attend to, and we mustn't let these trivial issues affect his plans."
"Servant obeys!"
With Ruan Ming's departure, the lively atmosphere in the palace seemed to turn a bit chilly.
Cold and sinister.
