In the Imperial Study Room, only the Emperor and Prince Zhan sat facing each other.
For the entire afternoon, the door to the study remained tightly shut, and no one knew what they discussed.
It wasn't until the setting sun that Prince Zhan slowly emerged from the study.
Afterward, Prince Zhan, Jun Moling, went straight to Xu Ci's quarters and took Shen Ruoxi out.
Xu Ci was full of shock, with countless questions swirling in her mind, but she forced herself to hold back and respectfully saw Shen Ruoxi off from her chambers.
Climbing onto her carriage, Shen Ruoxi couldn't help but laugh, "My husband, how much gunpowder did Ning Zhen'er use?"
Jun Moling held her tightly, feeling at ease as if truly at peace for the first time, "We don't quite understand either, nor could we imagine the immense power of the explosives. After the detonation, everyone was truly terrified."
"As long as no one was hurt, that's good." Shen Ruoxi let out a sigh of relief.
