But speaking of Yang Xuance, the youngest son of the Monarch of Yang Country, he broke his usual patience for the first time, making a rare display of thunderous rage in the palace and smashing his jade pendant to pieces.
None dared to bear the sin of obstructing the Monarch's familial duties.
The entire courtyard outside the Nurtured Heart Hall was so still that not even a breath could be heard.
It was as if even the wind was frightened into silence.
The Writing Eunuch Liu Huai immediately bowed his head to admit his fault, trembling with fear: "How would this humble servant dare?"
His posture was perfect, his etiquette impeccable, but his feet did not move an inch.
He admitted his mistake, apologized, and bowed his head, but he did not budge.
Looking around at the guards, palace maidens, and eunuchs, big and small, all silent and with heads bowed, and then at the Nurtured Heart Hall that remained forever silent,
