He had never expected that the title given by Emperor Yuan jing would be a poem about loyalty to the monarch and patriotism.
Could, could it be ... His Majesty was in cahoots with big brother? Otherwise, how could such a coincidence be explained?
Emperor Yuan jing looked expressionlessly at the spring hunt in the hall. Observation was a skill that an Emperor had mastered since he was a Prince.
Xu Huiyuan's various expressions and eyes were all describing the panic and despair in his heart, causing him to be dumbfounded.
King Yu, who had also been a Prince, coughed and said in a low voice, ""Your Majesty ..."
"King Yu!"
the time it takes for an incense stick to burn is limited, " the assistant Minister of War interrupted. don't disturb Xu Huiyuan's poem-writing session. The court officials are waiting.
King Yu's face darkened.
The ministers all had different expressions. Some were worried, some were happy, some were sneering, and some were watching coldly.
