It was common for ministers to stay overnight in the palace, but for one stay to last three months was exceedingly rare.
After giving it some thought, the officials understood. Once the Constitution was issued, imperial authority would be severely weakened, and the royal family's power would inevitably be gnawed away by the major factions. To protect herself, the Empress Dowager was using Fang Yun's stay in the palace to display the closeness between Fang Yun and the royal family to the outside world, while also deepening the bond between Fang Yun and Zhao Yuan as teacher and student—killing several birds with one stone.
The imperial palace was indeed closer to the Grand Secretariat.
Fang Yun had always felt that he owed Zhao Yuan something. Ever since becoming the Imperial Tutor, he had been constantly rushing about and had never properly taught him for an extended period. If it was only three months, it would not be too long.
"Alright. I agree to teach him for three months," Fang Yun said.
"This humble woman thanks Void Sage Fang," said the Empress Dowager.
"Can Your Majesty rise now?" Fang Yun asked.
Only then did the Empress Dowager stand.
Afterward, everyone continued discussing the disputed portions of the Constitution until the morning of the third day after the Sacred Way suppression had taken shape.
From the night onward, the skies over all of Jing Kingdom were blanketed by dark clouds.
Those clouds were far thicker than usual, and they continued to multiply, as though a boundless continent were floating above Jing Kingdom.
Even the Literary Star Light was obscured by the dark clouds.
At seven in the morning, Jing Kingdom should have been bathed in sunlight, yet the entire kingdom could not see the light of day.
In autumnal Jing Kingdom, a