With a voice carrying a sharp edge of anger, Yang Ying startled the Censor so violently that his entire body shuddered. He dropped heavily to his knees, trembling uncontrollably.
The other court officials were equally taken aback. Yang Ying had always possessed a gentle temperament and a deep respect for her ministers; never before had she displayed such blazing fury in the imperial court.
Perhaps it was because Yang Ying had always been so benevolent that they had almost forgotten: even though she was young, and even though she was a woman, she was still the Son of Heaven, and she still wielded the wrath of a sovereign.
Chapter 110