Early morning.
The time Henry hates the most.
If it were normal times, Henry would definitely stand straight, like a piece of wood, watching his nose and his heart, and turning a deaf ear to the words of those officials, just like a good-looking decoration facing forward.
But today he had something on his mind, and he kept looking at Chu Qing who was standing in the front row, wondering when he would leave the court so he could talk to him about Victor.
Today, someone finally brought up the issue of the southwest floods that had been on hold for several days. The people sent by the court to fight the floods were unsuccessful, and no good news has been received so far, so the atmosphere was a bit heavy.
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