"Your Majesty, is it that urgent?" Zhao Douan showed a troubled expression. He had yet to think of how to bluff the Empress.
Xu Zhenguan looked at him with clear and questioning eyes:
"Is there a problem? Now that the news of Mu Prince's death has spread, the entire court will soon operate in full force, and you are still at Zhengyang Mountain, while people in Jingchuan City do not know your whereabouts.
You should return soon; you may use Zhang Yan Yi's hand to quickly return to Jingchuan City and stabilize the military's morale... You need to pass through the painting to return anyway, so I can accompany you, it won't delay you."
His words were logical and reasonable, leaving Zhao Douan somewhat uncomfortable.
Fortunately, it wasn't too difficult. He nodded his head, "Alright."
The ruler and his minister left the Golden Throne Hall and soon reached the third floor of a small building.
