"What nonsense are you talking about? The emperor is the emperor and can go wherever he wants. Why are you talking so much!" Jin Liang scolded him lightly, then bowed slightly and followed the emperor inside.
Jin Liang was not an old man from Qiandi, but he was chosen by the emperor from among dozens of minor chamberlains to serve him closely. He knew this well. It was when the King of England knelt for a long time in the snow that his words of pleading were remembered.
Some others were jealous and some were provocative, but none of them distorted Jin Liang's mind. In his heart, the emperor was a man with a clear distinction between love and hate. Although he had a bad temper at times, he was a master worthy of loyalty.
I had never been to Qian Residence before, and it only took a month to get to Qinglian Residence. Jin Liang could walk there with his eyes closed.
When the emperor strode into Qinglian Residence, Jin Liang retreated silently.
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