The empty cold palace where Empress Xiuying resided was suddenly quite lively at late night. There was an entourage of maids, eunuchs, and guards following a man with a black crimson robe as he and his entourage trampled the wilting flowers in the front garden of the cold palace.
The man stopped right in front of the courtyard gate. He spared a glanced at his eunuch and pointed at the cold palace with his gaze, signalling the eunuch to talk to the owner of the cold palace.
The servant hurriedly went inside the unguarded cold palace. Meilan, who was busy setting up a bed for her Empress, was surprised when a eunuch suddenly barged in and slid the door open brazenly.
"His Majesty is here!" the eunuch said boldly. Ignoring the fact that His Highness Empress Xiuying was currently residing inside the cold palace and was about to sleep. Meilan glared at the eunuch and yelled,
