"My dear."
Zhan Yi ran to her side.
"Husband, where is the justice? Where is the justice in all of Beili? The Beili our fathers and uncles fought to the death to protect... has turned into this... What high office? What great wealth? What admiration from the people? It's all just a sham..."
"My dear, calm down. Take a breath, calm down." Zhan Yi took out a pill and placed it in her mouth, then raised a hand to help soothe her breathing.
A metallic sweetness rose in Lady Zhan's throat, and she nearly collapsed from the force of her rage. Only when the pill dissolved in her mouth did the burning fury inside her subside.
'Only today did she finally see the truth. This was the reward for loyalty to the throne. In the face of greater interests, that loyalty meant nothing.'
