The ancestral hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion had already been set up for the wake. Lin Jiaojiao immediately spotted Yan Sihan among the mourners.
"What brings you here?" Yan Sihan took her hand, clearly surprised to see her there.
Lin Jiaojiao first glanced at the hall and then at Yan Sihan. Her eyes filled with concern, she said, "Yan Sihan."
Just by her addressing him by his name, he understood her intentions.
He gently patted the back of her hand and said, "The Prime Minister was advanced in age, and last night he drank in excess with Minister Gu. His death was a natural one and could not be prevented by human efforts."
"Drunk?" At this information, Lin Jiaojiao's emotions seemed to waver with confusion.
However, since Yan Sihan said so, there must have been no issue with the Prime Minister's death. She asked, "What about Minister Gu?"
"He's fine and has been sent back to the Gu family."
