The room was brightly lit.
The beautiful woman with gold hairpins, dressed in a splendid phoenix gown, softly recounted the moments of her past.
Having sustained herself on faith alone for so many years, with these matters buried deep in her heart and no one to confide in, Empress Dowager Guo spoke for a long time.
As for why she trusted Xie Jinhuan, the reason was simple-the gods had already tested him for her!
If Xie Jinhuan could keep walking south until he died for the conviction in his heart, how could he betray the benefactor who had saved his life?
If he could, then he could never have reached that legendary place.
However, Empress Dowager Guo did not tell Xie Jinhuan everything. Matters such as her grievances with the Old Devil who was shorter than a scallion, and disparaging remarks about Sikong Shitang and Shang Lianbi, would leave a poor impression if spoken aloud, so she skipped them.
Xie Jinhuan listened attentively for a long time. Only when Empress Dowager Guo stopped speaking and raised her teacup did he draw a soft breath. He truly had not expected the red-haired, green-eyed Empress Dowager before him to have lived through such sweeping upheavals. After thinking for a moment, he said:
"So, Sister Guo, you have quite a few troubles. Hmm... the most pressing one should be the Young Emperor's coming of age. You certainly have no interest in becoming empress regnant, but neither the court nor the public knows that. And the aristocratic clans and sects, their bones bristling with rebellion under such heavy pressure, will certainly make an issue of it when the time comes..."
Empress Dowager Guo sipped her tea and sighed.
"They haven't waited until then. They started making an issue of it long ago. You mentioned