After the court session.
Emperor Chu looked at Song Zhiyuan and asked, "What's gotten into you today, venting your anger like this? Who's upset you?"
Today in court, this fellow truly exploded; his style had completely changed from the usual mild manner to a domineering one, as if he would slay gods and buddhas alike.
Even with Prime Minister Fan in mourning, one wouldn't act like this. Given this fellow's cautious nature, he shouldn't have been so sharp and prominent.
Song Zhiyuan showed a fatigued expression and said, "My mother suddenly had a high fever. When I left home for court, she hadn't woken up yet."
Emperor Chu was taken aback, furrowing his brow, "How could it be so sudden? Have you summoned the Imperial Physician?"
"We called Doctor Lu overnight. He said her constitution was always weak, and given her age, she might have been affected yesterday when she went to the Fan Mansion to offer condolences." Song Zhiyuan's voice carried a hint of sadness.
