He had already seen this routine countless times in palace struggle stories.
Seeing that Yue Mingxuan did not answer, the Imperial Consort Zhou asked again, "Do you know how many people are in the Cold Palace now?"
Yue Mingxuan glanced at her and replied, "I don't know."
He was not in charge of the Cold Palace.
How could he know such trivial matters?
The Imperial Consort Zhou stood up with a proud look after setting down her teacup.
"Since you are already here, would Prince Yue be willing to take a walk through the Cold Palace with this consort?"
Yue Mingxuan neither agreed nor refused.
He stood up and followed her into the main hall of the Bieli Palace.
Because it had become the Cold Palace, the main hall of Bieli Palace had been changed into something like a prison.
Even the windows were nailed shut.
Inside, it was dark and airless, and a heavy, suffocating feeling rushed toward them.
