Achoo—
Inside a quiet room of Taichang Temple, someone rubbed their nose, feeling a slight itch.
The quiet room was simply furnished, with a pot of thin bamboo and a brass-colored incense burner.
On the low table, stacks of scriptures and fortune-telling slips lay scattered, alongside a turtle shell and a few Copper Coins.
Setting down the book in his hands, he picked up the string of seven-colored Buddhist beads on the desk and began to finger them.
"Your Excellency, Vice Minister Huang and his daughter have been kneeling outside for a whole day."
Outside the quiet room, an Attendant reported in a low voice.
This month was a month of fasting and meditation. Since His Excellency's return from abroad, he had started his spiritual cleanse, meditating during the day and chanting scriptures at night, refusing all visitors during this period.
Except for the Emperor, almost no one could see His Excellency.
