Shen Roujia was never one to gossip, but the recent events had left her feeling uneasy and uncertain about her own emotions.
She decided not to return to the bonfire festival, feeling rather downhearted.
Tu Lie’s situation had made Shen Roujia more cautious.
When she arrived back, she noticed Wen Surong wearing a serious expression.
“Father, what’s wrong?”
Shen Roujia saw a falcon standing beside Wen Surong and immediately thought of Gu Zhi, wondering if any news had arrived.
With a mix of seriousness and nervousness, Shen Roujia looked at Wen Surong.
“Father?”
Wen Surong sighed, “The Dayue is making a move. The old emperor of Great Zhou is gravely ill, and Prince Xiao is temporarily in charge of the court.”
Shen Roujia was stunned. How could things be progressing so quickly?
“What’s going on?”
Wen Surong wasn’t surprised by her reaction. “I was taken aback too. Compared to last time, the old emperor isn’t that old. Why has his health suddenly declined?”
Wen Surong seemed to recall something. “Oh, it might be related to the memorial submitted by the Prime Minister. The old emperor even issued an edict of self-criticism.” 𝑛𝑜𝑣𝑝𝑢𝘣.𝘤𝑜𝘮
Shen Roujia’s eyes widened. Could it be that Shen Hexuan has already sought justice for her parents?
Perhaps the salt merchants will soon rise in power.
As she thought about this, Shen Roujia found herself unsure of how to react. Wen Surong was still unaware of her connection to Shen Hexuan.
So, he couldn’t grasp the full significance of the situation.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Shen Roujia turned to Wen Surong and slowly said, “Father, should we respond to the Dayue’s actions?”
When Wen Surong heard Shen Roujia’s suggestion, he saw a glimpse of his own younger self and wild spirit in his daughter.
Shen Roujia didn’t fully understand how to handle an internal-external conflict, but she had her thoughts on it.