"Here, your Majesty, Consort Meiying sends these fruits for you." The Emperor's Eunuch said, placing a tray of freshly peeled fruits before the distant looking Emperor.
His Majesty's troubled gaze didn't one glance at the gift, with his chin resting on his palm, he stared aimlessly into space, the events of the court session replaying in his mind.
The Eunuch nervously fiddled with his green fabric, biting his lip as he contemplated how best to help his Majesty feel at ease. Ever since he gave his verdict, the Emperor had placed himself under house arrest, refusing to see anyone.
Or so the humble Eunuch thought. It wasn't until some seconds after, that consort Xīnyí marched into the hall, in a light purple sleeping robe.
Without even so much as clasping her hands she raised her voice to the Emperor, startling him out of his string of thought.
