Inside Taiji Hall.
"Your Majesty."
Zhong Hui appeared before Cao Mao, all smiles.
Cao Mao kept a stern face, his eyes brimming with wariness toward Zhong Hui.
Zhong Hui shook his head. "Your Majesty, you are still young and cannot distinguish right from wrong. You mistake a villain like Jia Chong for a loyal minister, yet take a loyal minister like me for a villain."
Cao Mao lowered his head, continuing to play the helpless Son of Heaven who could only suffer in silence, and ignored Zhong Hui.
Zhong Hui was different from Jia Chong, and even from Sima Wang.
Most methods were useless against him. Even if Cao Mao wanted to win him over, he would have to wait until Sima Shi was gone, or it would certainly have no effect.
At least in Wei, no one could match the pairing of Zhong Hui and Sima Shi.
Thus, at a time like this, Cao Mao could only bow his head and go along with their wishes.
Yet Zhong Hui took the initiative to grasp his hand.
As Sima Shi's staunch trusted aide, he never worried whether getting close to the emperor would arouse suspicion. There was something of a man running wild on the strength of Sima Shi's favor about him.
"Your Majesty, you truly underestimate the Grand General. Do you know just how much he favors you?"
"Please come with me, Your Majesty."
Holding Cao Mao's hand, Zhong Hui led him out of the Western Hall. Jiao Bo and Li Zhao exchanged a glance without a word.
Surrounded by the others, Zhong Hui led Cao Mao all the way outside Taiji Hall.
Armored soldiers already filled the area outside Taiji Hall. Their faces were fierce, and they controlled every entrance and exit. None of them belonged to Guo