"What's wrong with the Retired Emperor again? After all these years, hasn't he figured it out yet?"
"How could he possibly understand it? If it were you, could you figure it out?" That throne, vanished just like that, and now he can only retire in the Regency Hall.
Moreover, though Regency Hall sounds impressive, in reality, the Retired Emperor doesn't hold any actual power.
"Why not understand? Isn't it nice now? Sleep when you want, wake when you wish, food is served to you, and someone assists with dressing. What more could you want? Unlike the Emperor, pardon my disrespect, but he rises earlier than the chickens and sleeps later than the dogs. If it were you, could you endure it?"
Another concubine chimed in.
Just like those years before, when the Retired Emperor was still the Emperor, these concubines had to get up early to dress and groom, first pay respects to the Empress Dowager, and then the Empress, not even having the chance to sleep in.
