Feng Yun stepped out of the Young Emperor's sleeping chamber and immediately noticed a change in the atmosphere of the palace.
Along the palace walls and through the corridors, security was tight. Each gate was guarded by the imperial guards, and on the short journey to the Changxin Hall, she encountered five separate patrols from the Inner Court. Each was clad in armor, wielding sharp weapons, with solemn expressions—there was a sense of a looming storm, a building tension …
In contrast, there was an eerie silence in the palatial halls.
Not a single sound was heard.
Below the suffocatingly calm façade, undercurrents were already coursing through everyone's veins.
To her surprise, the security inside the Changxin Hall was even more formidable.
The guards, draped in armor and holding weapons, watched their surroundings with an eagle-eyed alertness, as if ready for battle.
The entire Changxin Hall seemed to be overwhelmed by an invisible force, silent and deadly.
