The Emperor, full of anger, bypassed them, came to the door of the Empress's bedchamber, and pushed the door open, walking straight in.
The Empress continued to feign ignorance, eyes closed, indulging in sweet slumber.
The Emperor reached the Empress's bedside, rudely lifted the mosquito net, and upon seeing the Empress still there, ordered, "Someone, take the Empress away for me."
"Yes!"
The eunuch attending to the Empress panicked, unsure why the Emperor was taking serious action against the Empress. These two were usually quite affectionate, and they were, after all, the sovereign and mother of the nation, not supposed to turn against each other.
"Your Majesty, what crime has the Empress committed that warrants her capture?"
"It's none of your business, get out of my sight."
The Empress's eunuch trembled, frightened beyond measure.
The wrath of the Son of Heaven was no laughing matter; if the other party was in a bad mood, he might really lose his head.
