The maid continued to fan Li Qiye while the indistinct sound of tea brewing went on in the background.

The servants were unaware; everything was only a dream of his, or so it seemed.  Alas, the meeting just now had indeed transpired.

He didn’t bother prying into it. The servants here couldn’t notice anything due to their level.

Zhang Jiadi hastily came in and bowed towards Li Qiye: “Your Highness, His Majesty wishes to see you right now.”

“He’s about to die? It’s time to pass down the throne?” Li Qiye smiled.

“...” Jiadi had no comment. This disaster of a master could only be described as insane.

The servants nearby turned pale. This was...