Cai Wei knew the seriousness of the situation and hurriedly put on her clothes to call for Dad and Mom.
...*...*...
Inside the brightly lit Silk Palace,
The Emperor's face was ghastly pale as paper, his breath as thin as gossamer. Trembling, he pointed a shaking finger at the Prince who was closing in, gathering all his strength to stammer a few words: "...Rebel...Son...Cough cough cough... "
