At this time, Wei State was gripped by an atmosphere of extreme political terror.
Why had this atmosphere appeared only in Wei State? It was no coincidence. From Cao Shuang onward, Wei State had entered this extreme political climate, which reached its height under Sima Yi.
The fact that few openly opposed Cao Chengsi now did not mean he had truly won people's hearts. In unseen corners, countless people were still watching for his weaknesses.
The emperor was young, which was a disadvantage in political struggles. Many were waiting for him to grow a little older.
Then countless people would stand beside the emperor to bring Cao Chengsi down. Such had been the logic of politics since Later Han.
But most had not realized that the age had changed, that this was no longer the world it once was. Cao Chengsi, however, had realized it, and his madness was beyond what others could imagine.
No one could have imagined that the slightest unusual move by the Empress Dowager would directly give him the idea of regicide.
Even Sima Yi would not have gone to such lengths of madness.
Inside the Imperial Palace, the towering, magnificent palace remained as solemn as ever, but the people hurrying back and forth within it looked flustered and anxious.
On a bed inside, the little emperor lay with a wax-yellow face. The Empress Dowager held his small hand and wept, while a group of Imperial Physicians knelt beside the bed, all looking panicked.
Yet another Imperial Physician knelt there shaking his head, helpless.
Children's bodies were too fragile. Even in modern times, good pediatricians were a rare find, let alone in this age. This was precisely why, when the Luo Clan went to their deaths, they had left the Medicine Sage alone behind as