Bo Silin had just taken a step forward when he stopped again.
The tall figure turned around and squinted at Xiao He.
Xiao He's body trembled!
Xiao He immediately regretted what he said.
Bo Silin wouldn't be thinking of silencing him first before acting lovey-dovey, would he?
"Did you follow an ancient costume crew before?" Bo Silin asked slowly.
His photographic memory was put to use at this time.
Before Xiao He became his assistant, he had been on the production team.
"I-I've been… Yes!" Xiao He shuddered and shouted, "Bo Silin! I was wrong! Don't fire me, please!"
"Generally speaking, how many concubines did an Emperor have in ancient times?" Bo Silin asked.
His question was different from what Xiao expected.
Xiao He stopped crying.
Huh?
How many concubines did ancient emperors have?
What kind of question was that?
