In a remote corner of the rear garden, Gu Changsheng and his entourage gathered here.
The old eunuch Han Shan was sweating profusely, pacing in circles.
"Don't worry, think carefully." Gu Changsheng was not anxious. Although she was entrusted by the evildoer, and originally didn't like Emperor Zhoulin, upon reflection, although Emperor Zhoulin was stubbornly adhering to his emperor's way, he had never actually harmed her.
Recalling those years in Liuzhou, she was merely a Medicine Lady. Just a mere assassin sent by Prince Liang could have forced her into a dangerous situation. And Emperor Zhoulin only issued a few decrees; if he truly wanted her dead, she would have hardly survived until now.
Moreover, whether Emperor Zhoulin compromised or grudgingly accepted her betrothal ceremony with the evildoer, he at least preserved her dignity.
