The Emperor took the blue-and-white porcelain cup. Just as he opened the lid, a faint fragrance entered his heart. Then, he slowly took a sip.
"Sang Ji, this tea is very good. It's Ali very thoughtful.
"That group of officials in the court will only make me angry. A long speech is truly a headache."
Sang Ji knew clearly in his heart that the voices of the Crown Prince standing in the court rose and fell one after another. The courtiers argued endlessly and each held a single word.
Now that General king had been assassinated, he still hadn' t fallen yet. The commoners were indignant, their hearts wavering, and the situation had gone beyond their imagination.
He gently massaged the emperor's shoulder:" The emperor relaxes his heart. The supervisor is trying his best to find the General
