In the royal study, the jasmine flower was exuding its fresh, elegant, serene, and serene fragrance.
As the saying goes," One flower can make a room fragrant."
Especially in such a quiet environment, Jiang Beiran could clearly smell the fragrance of the jasmine flowers.
However, the young man in the beast fur coat was not in the mood to relax. He only felt that he was about to suffocate. How could he be in the mood to smell the fragrance of flowers?
"You haven't thought about it yet, have you? It's okay, I can talk to you about something else first."
Jiang Beiran spoke up as he sensed the young man's increasingly erratic breathing.
"Yes, Emperor, feel free to ask. I will tell you everything I know."
"Tell me first, how did you sneak into the study?"
