As night fell, layers of heavy mist formed and even the moonlight hidden in the shade of the trees seemed laced with a sanguine red, so gloomy and dark that it was enough to make anyone uncomfortable.
In Chaoyang Palace, the palace maids carried lanterns as they stood on both ends of the Palace with their heads respectfully bowed. There was only a night illuminating pearl to light up the hall, so the lighting inside was even dimmer than usual.
The palace plot this time had seemingly washed out the entire imperial palace.
The Emperor looked at the memorial presented as he narrowed his eyes over and over again. However, he was unable to hold back the anger brewing inside and reached out to throw the memorial at the face of Eunuch Gao.
