At this moment, Lin Yi, since it was getting late, went straight back inside the Imperial Palace.
In the Imperial Study Room, when he saw Lin Yi, the young Emperor asked him with a smile, "How was your day today?"
At the same time, his face bore a look of someone watching a play.
Clearly, he knew that Lin Yi's venture out this time would surely end in failure.
After all, those six departments were once entirely under the control of the Fourth Prince.
And recklessly stepping into it without hitting a few bumps and bleeding a bit would clearly be unrealistic.
Who would have thought Lin Yi would sit down in front of the young Emperor, huffing angrily, then pick up his teacup and gulped a sip with a "gulp."
But no sooner had he sipped it than he spat it out with a "pfft."
This instantly made the young Emperor quite angry.
If you're going to drink tea, drink it, why would you spit it out?
Could it be that you disdain the cup because it smells of my mouth?
