Prince Qin pondered, Prince Qin had an epiphany.
Then he took the cracked but honey-coated roasted bread from Shaking Light, placed it in General Nangong Wumeng's mouth to help her sober up. After failing to defy the superiors, Nangong Wumeng embraced Murong Qiushui's waist and cried.
Li Guanyi raised his gaze to the distant sky, slightly narrowing his eyes.
The time is near.
He went personally and found Mr. Yan Daiqing to discuss his strategy and demands. Mr. Yan Daiqing was so taken aback that he couldn't help but say: "But, Lord, if such matters were to spread out, your reputation might be worse."
"The contemporary scholars would likely rise up to attack."
"Saying Your Majesty fell into a money pit."
Prince Qin, without much conviction but with great vigor, said: "Ah? Indeed!"
"What else can be done!"
