"Uncle."
A single address of "uncle," and Yu Dang felt a sensation as if he were drained, and he turned back stiffly, somewhat stammering, "Emperor, Your Majesty."
The current Emperor's face no longer bore a sallow tint; instead, it glowed with health as he walked over, hands clasped behind his back.
Yu Dang swallowed, so the person on the dragon bed was a decoy; he had wondered why the panic seemed excessive, always feeling something was off about the person on the dragon bed.
The Emperor had already taken a seat in the chair, "Just a body double."
Yu Dang exhaled, "It is right for Your Majesty to be cautious."
The Emperor hadn't really intended to test his uncle; it was just because he had orders to give, hence his late arrival, and he continued, "The person in the prison cell is also fake."
Yu Dang felt a sense of relief and thought about the masks created by Zhang Jinghong's clan, which now conveniently served the Emperor, "Could it be discovered?"
