"My wife is extremely worried about her fifth brother, yet she is unable to see him. I beseech Your Majesty to permit her to visit him in the Dali Temple's prison once, to fulfill her wish!"
"Granted! I will ask Han Zhao to speak with Official Liu!"
"Many thanks, Your Majesty!" Jiang Shu bowed in reverence.
Emperor Yue gave him a profound look: "After calling you here, there is nothing else. You may leave now!"
"Your servant takes his leave!" Having said this, Jiang Shu bowed, turned and left.
Outside the Imperial Study Room were tall steps.
The autumn wind billowed, lifting his moon-white robes. He looked like a butterfly about to take flight.
Emperor Yue watched for a long time. It wasn't until Jiang Shu's figure reached the last step that he finally spoke to Han Zhao who was standing behind him with a slight bow: "Tell me, if he's only going to visit the prison at the Dali Temple, why would he seek my permission? Surely a man of his stature could get in?"
