บท 492: 492

The surrounding darkness was so dense that one could not see their hands in front of them. It did not look black, but rather like a vast void.

Shen Wenchen curled himself into a ball, letting the darkness swallow him whole.

While the rain had stopped after two days in Yan City, it was still pouring heavily in Kyoto.

All the civil and military officials were trapped in the palace, waiting for the four forces to determine a winner before their fates were dealt with.

Shi'er had thinned considerably, and they had been confined in the Main Hall for nearly half a month.

Daily meals consisted of only two steamed buns and half a bowl of cold water brought by palace maids. The concept of bathing and changing clothes had been long abandoned, and they had to queue up for a turn to use the chamber pot stationed behind a screen.

Their days consisted of sleeping on the ground and using clothing as blankets.