On the soft couch lay an old man, emaciated, with deeply sunken eyes, resembling a skeleton covered with skin. Without opening his eyes, he asked in a weak voice, "Is there a result?"
The young eunuch replied, "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has completed the vote count."
The old man asked, "Who is it?"
The young eunuch's lips moved slightly as he said, "It is... Princess Zhaoyang..."
The old man lying in bed slowly opened his eyes.
He glanced at the young eunuch and said, "Wait outside."
The eunuch bowed and exited the room, crossing the small courtyard, retreating all the way out of the palace.
At this moment, inside the room, the Emperor of Zhao Country spoke, "State Preceptor, is this also the choice of fate?"
The four Prince Regents were calculated by the State Preceptor at the cost of his own lifespan.
But today's result was beyond what he had predicted.
