Gao Mansion.
Early in the morning, the sound of wailing echoed through the mansion, tinged with a hint of solemnity, clearly professional.
White paper money was scattered everywhere inside and out.
Zhao Jiangning, draped in white mourning clothes, knelt in front of the spirit hall, receiving condolences from civil and military officials.
As a Celestial Princess, Zhao Jiangning wouldn't have had to do this if the deceased Prince Consort were an ordinary person. However, the Prince Consort was the son of Grand Commandant Gao Qiu, so even as an Empress, she had to stay in the spirit hall.
Her gaze swept over the officials, but Chen Mo was nowhere to be seen.
"Still too afraid to come," Zhao Jiangning thought with contempt.
Just then, there was a commotion outside the spirit hall, and a sharp voice, like a duck's, announced: "His Majesty has arrived."
Immediately, the officials in the hall hurried over to pay their respects.
"Ministers, no need for formalities."
