At this moment, there was no room for them to act more, or even think more. Shang Ruyi lifted her head, glancing around. Those officials who had been sitting composedly on the cushions, some even dozing off earlier, had now completely gathered around, surrounding her so tightly that even the wind couldn't pass through.
Everyone's gaze and breath converged, creating a heat that was almost about to ignite her.
Yet, she, at the very center, felt cold.
Especially when she sensed Yu Wenye stepping away from her side, her heart seemed to plunge into an abyss, though the bone-chilling sensation made her even calmer at this moment.
However, she didn't even turn to glance at him.
She met the resentful eyes of Ji Hong and calmly said, "Lord Ji, have you come here to inquire how His Majesty died?"
