"If you don't want another slap across the face, pick up the imperial decree!" Gu Zhaoyan's voice no longer carried the heat of anger; it was flat and devoid of emotion. Yet, her eyes, fixed on the Emperor, glinted with a haunting light, like a beast waiting in ambush, ready to burst from its cage at any moment.
"I—I'll pick it up, all right?" Shaken to his core, the Emperor hurried to where the scroll had fallen, bent down, and retrieved it.
"Open it. Check it for any errors. If there are, rewrite it!"
Chapter 34