"Ahem!" Pan Jifeng coughed heavily.
He had no idea what had gotten into his colleagues. Insisting on walking beside the sedan chairs to chat was one thing-that could at least be explained, however tenuously, as protecting Their Highnesses.
But-
What was this crowd doing huddled around the sedan chair, craning their necks to peek inside?
The people from Changlan were right there watching!
Interrupted by that affected cough, Tan Wenhan turned and glared at Pan Jifeng, then casually waved a greeting to the Changlan ruler, who was likewise craning his neck to peer inside from the other side.
Pan Jifeng: "..."
So infuriating.
Yet he still had to turn and smile politely at the Changlan ruler.
The little one in the sedan chair had already begun spilling juicy secrets. The ministers gathered on either side hurriedly turned back, leaning their heads closer toward the middle.
This was a matter of national destiny! They could not afford to be careless!!
[So it was after my Imperial Father was poisoned by Fourth Prince working with an enemy kingdom that Great Rui grew weaker and weaker under Fourth Prince's rule, eventually splitting the realm into three powers, standing like the three legs of a tripod-]
At that point, Jiang Yingcheng lost interest in the news.
-She had already fed her beautiful Imperial Father so many tonics, and had long since saved enough points for pills that could cure every poison. The original course of the story had nothing to do with their Great Rui anymore!
Still, the fact that Sheng Shixu could become an overlord in those troubled times proved he was very capable. She still had to cling to that powerful leg!
Inside the sedan chair, Jiang Yingcheng happily put away the translucent panel. Outside, every court official had gone deathly pale,