In the study room, Shen Wenchen's brow was knitted with concern. Liu Jie by his side wouldn't even dare to breathe for fear of disturbing him. He quietly lowered his head, waiting for Shen's orders.
They had received a message from Kyoto in the morning. Someone had suffered from an unexpected relapse and was now unconscious. Previously the second prince had been demoted to the status of a commoner, and the third prince had similarly lost his royal status. There was chaos in the palace now.
This meant, they couldn't count on any reinforcements from the palace. They could only rely on themselves.
In Yan City, there were more than two hundred thousand civilians and only about three thousand troops. If it came to a point where their resources were enumerated, they wouldn't be able to hold out.
"Sir, the Lady is here."
The butler standing outside the door, seeing Nanzhi approaching, struggled with himself for a moment before gently knocking on the door.