King Rui Residence hastily hung up white silk mourning banners.
The color, against the vast white snow, made the entire residence look extraordinarily desolate.
Although the elderly from the palace were helping, the current situation at King Rui Residence was still in utter chaos.
Previously when King Rui was absent, at least the queen was in charge. With her noble status, there were always some clear-headed people who knew that the residence would not collapse.
But now Helian Nana had suddenly died.
The last pillar of the residence had fallen, and what waited for them, no one knew.
At that time, the people in the residence were panicking, and even with the palace staff overseeing, many were not putting their hearts into their work.
Moreover, Han Zhao did not have a good impression of Helian Nana and had not sent the most capable people to handle the funeral affairs. As a result, King Rui Residence was now a mixed bag of chaos.
Sui Da easily blended into the mourning hall.
