The imperial palace was majestic, with nine layers of palaces stretching endlessly, and the glazed tiles sparkling under the light.
Yangxin Hall.
Emperor Ying Qian sat on the dragon throne, exuding an aura of majesty.
There weren't many high-ranking officials in the hall. It was just Duke Zhongyong, Minister Yang, Gu Fuju, and the three princes.
Duke Zhongyong always looked down on Minister Yang, standing far away from him.
Gu Fuju was granted a seat, his expression deep and thoughtful.
Ying Zhi, Ying Cheng, and Ying Yin stood together.
Ying Zhi stood tall and straight; it was his first time participating in a policy discussion since his leg injury, and he felt somewhat refreshed and proud.
Ying Cheng, since being granted marriage and receiving favor from Emperor Ying Qian, wasn't timid but was still anxious.
In contrast, Ying Yin, although dissatisfied in his heart, acted graciously, neither deliberately standing out nor being overlooked.
