The letter was covered in a long string of incomprehensible symbols.
Jiang Yanchuan studied it closely for quite some time, but still could not decipher its meaning.
Ding Ruihan had already read the letter. Seeing this, she hurriedly explained, "Y-Your Majesty, this humble commoner knows the letter is obscure and difficult to understand, but-"
"But the day after 'my father' received this letter, he summoned the advisers in our household and spent several days plotting with them. He also instructed me to prepare for today, preferably..."
Pausing, Ding Ruihan swallowed before continuing, "Preferably to infiltrate Your Majesty's party in one fell swoop, so I could pass along information at any time..."
As her words fell, the entire room went silent.
None of the assembled officials dared breathe loudly. Every shocked gaze landed on Ding Ruihan.
Infiltrate their ranks?
Pass along information??
How could they understand every word of that sentence, yet find it so utterly incomprehensible when those words were strung together?
Was this even the language of Great Rui?!
And another thing-what exactly was written in that letter? It was one thing for Emperor Mingze to remain silent, but why had not a single inner thought come from the little one either?!
The suspense was killing them!!
Jiang Yanchuan casually set the letter on the desk. He was not nearly as anxious as everyone imagined.
From the moment he had begun planning this trip, he had anticipated that the journey would not be all calm winds and smooth waters.
He also had a rough idea of who might be pulling the strings behind the scenes.
Prince Jing, Prince Xin.
Both princes had been making petty moves in recent years, but for the sake of his long-term plans, he had refrained from acting rashly.
Now that he had taken his