C335 Intifada of Intifada

Yuejing was still a quarter of an hour away from sunrise. Far away in the center of the imperial capital, in the throne room, the attendants of the Da Yue stood on either side, silently.

On the dragon throne, Murong Bing, dressed in luxurious clothing, sat upright on it, and beside her sat a youth wearing a nine dragon robe and a plain crown on his head