Tuoba Yun finished speaking and then stood up, his eyes already filled with a pitiful sorrow, "Nan Feng, ever since you entered the Palace with Nangong Ye, I haven't caught a glimpse of His Majesty. He must be blaming me now, and he might even regret why he married me."
"I'm sorry, I can't help you. From my position, I hope you write to your father the Emperor, to explain the situation and reason, and ask him to immediately revoke your brother's military power. Otherwise, if things escalate, you'll be the first to suffer!"
After Nan Feng finished speaking, she left.
It was good to have met Tuoba Yun and to have made her stance clear.
Nan Feng still had to pass through that garden on her way back.
However, halfway there, she felt something was amiss. Just a moment ago, there were several palace maids and eunuchs pruning the branches and leaves, but now there wasn't a soul to be seen. The quietness was such that even a falling leaf could be heard clearly.
An ambush?
