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Han Chan was temporarily settled in the side hall of Zhaochun Palace.

He had developed a fever. His face was flushed from the heat, yet his lips were pale and dry. His black hair, which was always meticulously arranged, had fallen loose around his face. There was also noticeably more silver at his temples than before.

Li Zong did not enter; he stood outside in the courtyard, looking from a distance at the figure lying inside through the open palace doors. Beside him, Cui Xin held an umbrella, whispering, "The wind is strong out here. Shouldn't Your Majesty go inside to check on him?" 

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By the end of November, another heavy snowfall came.

The north wind swept across the land, carrying an overwhelming torrent of snow that covered half the capital. In the towns nearby, the many houses collapsed beneath the weight of the snow, leaving numerous people homeless and freezing to death in the streets. Reports of the disaster poured in from the various prefectures of the northern regions, one memorial after another piling up on the Emperor's desk.

Yet the Emperor still did not attend court. With one wave of his hand, he sent all the memorials to the Council of State Affairs and told them to discuss among themselves how to deal with the matter.

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Li Fengqi, who had been quietly eating shelled pine nuts, finally looked up at him.

What business could Ye Boru possibly have with him?

He was becoming rather impatient. He even suspected that Ye Boru was trying to trick him again. “If you have something to say, just say it.”

Ye Boru put on a troubled expression. “It concerns something important. Might I speak with Your Highness in private?”

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Only two days after they returned from Chuyun Temple, the scout who had gone to investigate Ye Boru returned with news.

Ever since Ye Yunting realized that Ye Boru truly harbored ulterior motives toward Li Fengqi, he had started paying closer attention to the matter. The people who had gone to investigate previously had been sent by Li Fengqi, but this time, when the scout returned, it was Ye Yunting who listened most intently.

The scout hadn't been able to uncover much, just some basic information.

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 The Prince of Yong'an's carriage stopped Chuuyun Temple. Ye Yunting pushed Li Fengqi forward and, along with the Elder Wangfei, they entered the temple grounds.

Chuuyun Temple was the capital’s largest monastery, flourishing with incense offerings and frequented by countless dignitaries. Upon recognizing the emblem on their carriage at the entrance, the welcoming monk eagerly guided the three of them inside.

The Elder Wangfei, a devout Buddhist, had often visited Chuuyun Temple before her move to Rongyang. She excused herself to seek out familiar masters for spiritual discourse. Meanwhile, Li Fengqi and Ye Yunting strolled through the temple grounds.