After having the meal, Yin Jianghong stood up and said, "It's about time. You can find time to stroll around the remaining parts of the imperial palace. Now, it's time to get down to business."
"Business?"
After seeing Yin Jianghong's 'wretched' side in Yuxiu Palace, Jiang Beiran was a little uncertain about the business he was talking about.
After leaving the imperial garden and walking for a while, Jiang Beiran walked into the most magnificent palace he had ever seen.
"This is the place where you have to attend morning court every day from now on, the Mystic Listening Palace."
"What is this lousy name..." Jiang Beiran couldn't help but grumble in his heart when he heard this name.
"Let's go. The officials have been waiting for you in the palace for a long time."
