When she went to meet Emperor Ying, she passed by Yangxin Hall.
Yu Tingwan paused to take a few glances.
The fire had left only a few broken walls and ruins.
Yangxin Hall was much larger than the Yu Family's house, yet after burning for several days and nights, it had become a ruin.
"Young Madam."
The eunuch urged her, and softly mentioned, "Nowadays, every time this servant passes by here, I feel a lingering fear."
The fire that night was truly eerie.
He intended to curry favor.
"The Holy Emperor, aside from seeing ministers, sees no one from the harem except for the Empress Dowager. He is injured and occasionally has headaches. Meeting with you, Madam, shows that you are blessed."
Would you want this blessing?
Yu Tingwan just smiled without speaking.
Headaches. Of course, it wasn't the newly buried witchcraft taking effect. It was the poison powder spread by Wei Zhao taking effect.
