Chapter 162: Preparations Before the War
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Bishui Pavilion was serene and elegant, peaceful and quiet—just like Consort Zhen herself.
Lately, Emperor Xiao Wenxuan found himself weary of the gaudy, painted faces in the harem. What he longed for now was this calm and tranquility. Here, he could almost forget all his burdens—at least for a little while.
Perhaps it was age. Perhaps just exhaustion. These days, he found himself recalling his own youth as a prince.
Back then, Prince Wei, Prince Ning, and the other princes were still by his side. But now, all that remained was a cold and lonely throne.
The very throne he had once pursued with madness and obsession.
“If Prince Ning were the emperor now… would the Great Yu Empire suffer such humiliation?”
The terrifying thought flashed through his mind—but he quickly shook it off in alarm.
Cold sweat soaked his back.
He let out a bitter laugh. Enough of that. I still have to deal with the barbarian ultimatum and the endless bickering of my ministers.
Looking at Consort Zhen’s lowered lashes, Xiao Wenxuan seemed to make up his mind.
“Prince Qi is carrying a heavy burden now,” he said. “How could I turn a blind eye? His affairs are now state affairs.”