Ji Mingyuan stepped into the throne room, and the air was stiff; the environment was too quiet. He walked up to his throne and sat down, with both hands on the side.
The Empress and her crew had long arrived with the bandaged Ji Fengye. His head looked slightly bigger, and his swollen face hadn't gone down totally.
"What the consort did was out of order! How could he have burned down the entire candle on the First Prince?" Minister Wang Shu lamented as though he had taken part in the wax-burning cleansing on behalf of Ji Fengye.
Mingyaun straightened up in his seat, his gaze darkening as he glanced around, but he said nothing.
"He should be called to order," the Empress murmured.
"He should be made to apologize and punished," Prime Minister Fei added.
Mingyaun listened to every word as if it were not directed at him.
"And what crime did he commit?" he asked.
