Fu Zhen clenched the silk handkerchief and asked, "I don't understand what Your Majesty means by this? What difficulties is the Crown Prince facing? I am dull-witted and ask Your Majesty to enlighten me."
The Empress inhaled and stood up, walking to the window along the drapes.
Such a restless empress was something Fu Zhen had rarely seen in her two lifetimes. But from this, she also knew she was touching the edge of a secret, yet she dared not press further now, lest she overreach and ruin everything.
The atmosphere in the room froze. After a while, the Empress finally said, "No. I was just speculating. Why would my son not want to see me? He must have other reasons. You're right, perhaps Li Yi has mistaken someone."
"Your Majesty—"
Fu Zhen never expected that the Empress, who had been strong all her life, would actually retreat.
"No need for Li Yi to come anymore," the Empress turned around, "It's been so many years, I've lost my sense of judgment in my yearning."
