The Emperor's favoritism was too obvious; rumors had circulated within the palace about the Emperor's affection for the Empress, and now it seemed these were not just rumors; the situation looked increasingly bleak. Therefore, his mother was a tie of interest, and he existed to protect those interests.
Rongchuan suddenly ran downstairs. Seeing the chaos below, His Highness Prince Qi didn't want to speculate anymore. Frowning, he ordered the guard to follow, not allowing any harm to come to either Rongchuan or Minister Zhou.
Downstairs, Zhulan, furrowing her brows, tightly gripped Zhou Shuren amidst the relentless shouting in the hall, where young servants had already formed a circle around them.
Seeing Rongchuan come downstairs, Zhulan, worried sick said, "Don't be rash, we're okay; just be careful."
