"Since you don't want to have children, why didn't you say so initially?" Gao Zhuo stared coldly at him, the hostility in his body growing heavier.
"Because I dare not say it. In this country, do I have any room to speak?" Ye Qiu met his gaze fearlessly.
"You!" Gao Zhuo grabbed Ye Qiu's neck, his grip tightening.
Ye Qiu's neck turned red, and somehow he had something in his hand, yet he struggled to say, "Is the State Preceptor trying to kill me? If I just die here in the National Master Courtyard, even if the National Master… cough… even if the National Master's prestige is great, it will be hard to explain!"
Kong Suxin was shocked by the sudden turn of events before gaining her composure, then she summoned the courage to plead, "Lord National Master, His Majesty is about to run out of breath. If this continues, he will die."
