Owen You seemed to have noticed something, and just as he was about to speak, Ethan Ji smiled and said, "This yellow circle is a big dye vat. If a white person goes in, they will either drown in it or crawl out as a black person. Master You, are you trying to put out a fire with a straw man, or do you want to dye Ethan Ji as well?" Owen You's hand relaxed, "Hasn't it been explained already?"
Ethan Ji simply took a few steps away from him: "I have something else to do, so I won't say any more. Goodbye."
Owen You couldn't keep him, so he let him go and went back to the library to look through the memorials. He finally managed to concentrate on reviewing a few, but then he started thinking about other things. In the end, he was really annoyed, so he put down the memorials, explained his work to the subordinates, and hurried back to the mansion.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and everyone in the court has a rosy face and is in high spirits these days. Ethan Ji has been on sick leave for several days in a row, and it seems that he is very ill. Few people don't know about it, and few people come to comfort him. Owen You still has a standard charming smile on his face, and the number of times and duration of his sMiles Ling are longer than before, with a face that is determined not to stop until someone is electrocuted to death.
So a new version of the rumors in the court came out: Last time, in front of the emperor, You Ziwang did not give Ji Xian a way out, and pulled the emperor to his side. After coming down, they just broke the hoop of the bucket and went their separate ways. But Ji Xian was nostalgic and shook hands with You Ziwang, but You Ziwang was a stubborn old turtle and ruthlessly refused to let him in. Ji Xian then fell seriously ill and never recovered.
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