But if he is not the Emperor, what else can he be?
What will these people do to him?
Thinking of this, tears welled up in those eyes still filled with childlike innocence, and even more with fear of the unknown. He looked tearfully at the civil and military officials below, these ministers who had countless times bowed deeply to him, called him 'Long Live', and vowed loyalty to him and the Dynasty. They now looked at him with a foreign gaze, as if he were a small cat or dog dangling off a cliff.
Not a single person would save him...
Chu Chengfei listened to the echoing 'Long Live' in the grand hall, but he was trembling uncontrollably. Suddenly, he turned to the eunuch beside him and said, "I, I want to go back..."
"Your Majesty."
"My sister hasn't awakened, she was in pain from the choking, I want to go back to accompany her."
"...Your Majesty, the Eldest Princess is already fine, but the morning court session—"
"I don't, I don't want to stay here, I want to go back..."
