"Your Majesty! The Empress Dowager summons you!" a palace maid said softly at the door.
Zai Chun, who was originally happy, became filled with sorrow; his mother was a mountain he could never hope to overcome.
Zhu Wencong observed the palace maid at the door, she must belong to the East Empress Dowager, while the West Empress Dowager would typically send an eunuch.
I wonder what business the East Empress Dowager has with me; theoretically, I should have said everything already, there is nothing more to add.
The Imperial Court should fully cooperate with Prince Gong's work next, the development of Manchuria depends on how much the Manchus want to earn.
"I shall take my leave first!" Zhu Wencong patted Zai Chun on the shoulder.
"I! I! Dog-foot Emperor!"
Soon there was a roar from behind, it was clear that they would not see each other again, and would tread completely different paths in life.
