Zheng didn't have any expression on his face when the Crown Princess' eunuch, Eunuch Fei, sent scrolls after scrolls of the profiles of girls into Shen Li Gong.
It was the third day of the selections. Zheng sat at his desk in the study hall, staring at Eunuch Fei.
The Crown Princess' servant handed the next tray of about ten scrolls to Eunuch Cui, who looked slightly overwhelmed.
It was not hard to understand why. The table was overflowing with at least a hundred scrolls, and Eunuch Fei did not seem to be stopping anytime soon.
I stood at the entrance to the study hall, holding the Prince's lunch on a tray. It had been a while since I had a chance to see him up close, since after the decree was made.
I didn't dare to announce myself, feeling the tense air even from where I stood. There was no chance for me to ask the Prince to release me - he was too busy with the selections.
