"Whoever took part in it back then, no one will be able to escape."
"If he dies, someone else shall accompany him in death."
"Impudent!" The Qin Emperor shouted angrily, finally unable to bear it any longer.
Below, those kneeling palace maids and eunuchs trembled with fear. The emperor's wrath could cause rivers of blood to flow, and such thunderous anger had been rarely seen for a long time.
Qin Baichu stood up, stepped back, and performed a grand ceremony.
"Your Majesty is tired, I shall take my leave."
As she spoke, her green robe fluttered, and she turned and walked out of the grand and imposing Qin Yang Palace.
The Qin Emperor watched her retreating figure, his eyes deep like an abyss, yet he remained silent.
At this moment, a little eunuch by the side who had been serving closely approached carefully and offered a bead of calming fragrance.
"Your Majesty, the Princess has been away from the palace often, and the ritual has not been properly completed..."