Ying Xiangru felt his head hurt. He sighed and shook his head. "I don't know. Our emperor has a gentle personality, but he's even more unfathomable than the previous emperor. If he doesn't want us to know, we won't know."
Ying Xiangru thought of Xia Hongming's reaction countless times, but he still could not see through him.
Pretty much everyone who was invited had come. However, looking at Xia Hongming's expression, Ying Xiangru could not tell if he had handled this matter well or not.
Lord Zhou also sighed. "Sigh, our emperor is much more difficult to serve than the previous emperor."
Ying Xiangru nodded in agreement.
The sky gradually darkened.
Xia Hongming couldn't fall asleep. He tossed and turned, thinking about the cold attitude Tang Huaixiao had towards him during the day.
He did not feel good, and there seemed to be a lump in his throat.
