The next day, the sunlight upon the capital was warm and cozy. The streets were filled with people hustling and bustling about, a prosperous scene indeed.
Ling Chuxi did not take to heart the matters of the changes in the palace. She considered them family matters of the emperor that were unrelated to her. Just like how all the other citizens think that as long as the country is at peace and they are living in amity, able to keep themselves warm and eat well, wasn't it all the same? Who cared which of the Fu family was the emperor?
Peaceful days passed just like this. For three days in a row, Ling Chuxi passed time like a rice bug, eating and sleeping to her heart's content…