After she left, Ji Yushu shook his head and said, "She's even harder to understand than Miss Shaoyao. At least Miss Shaoyao will be happy if she receives a pearl. This one… Could it be that she'll only be happy when she receives the head of someone she wants?" At the thought of this, he shivered.
…
In the palace.
In the emperor's study, the report scrolls on the table were folded into a tall stack. Emperor Wen Hui sat at the table with the report scroll spread out in front of him, but he did not even look at it. He was about to enter his sixties. Although he was still energetic, age nonetheless left obvious traces on his face. Looking at him, his courtiers felt like he was an old tiger that had lost its sharp teeth.
Sooner or later, a new and young tiger would replace him.
