It took An You a long time to come to her senses.
During that time, Zhai Liying simply stood beside her and waited. The two of them faced the Great Emperor's statue at the palace entrance, as if they had been gazing at it for a long while.
"Right... Sister Zhai!" An You suddenly jolted. "An Yang... As the emperor, does he have a harem?"
"No." Zhai Liying shook her head regretfully. "As far as we know, there's only Her Majesty the Empress. The people across the nation are all worrying about him, too."
"..." An You's expression became quite colorful.
What on earth did you have to worry about for him?!
Zhai Liying smiled faintly and turned toward the palace's main entrance. Her airy voice drifted back. "I know you have a lot of questions, but you don't need to hurry, Your Highness. Once I take you to the Catastrophe Memorial Hall and the Imperial Museum, you'll naturally understand what happened over the years."
An You hurried after her through the gates, but unexpectedly heard a rush of wind. The Guard army had stopped her at the entrance.
"Hello. Identification, please." The silver-white metal figure that had suddenly appeared before her said this.
An You was startled. It had moved so quickly that it had almost exceeded the speed of her nerves. By the time she reacted, her vision was filled by the tall, imposing figure.
She instinctively looked toward Zhai Liying.
The armored soldier also looked at Zhai Liying, evidently assuming that she was the one who could speak in this situation.
"Sorry, Your Highness. This is the Guard army directly under your brother. They aren't my people, and they don't listen to me." Zhai Liying gave An You an apologetic little bow, then turned to the guards.