"All heartless bastards, none of them think to come and see me." Growing old, yet leaving him alone in the imperial city, so lonely.
"Emperor... you should rest now..."
"Push, push, push, here you go again pushing me." Baili Yan waved his hand, "How many days can you push?"
His words made the eunuch's face change dramatically.
"Go, get me some of Funan's drunken crab."
"Emperor, that is cold and damp..."
Baili Yan shot him an impatient glare, "If I tell you to go, then go; linger here any longer and I'll chop off your head."
"Yes, yes, the servant will go right away."
Seeing the little eunuch leave, he felt more at ease. Every day, it's 'this is not allowed, that can't be done,' really annoying.
Casually, he picked up a report—it's a memorandum about the snowstorm in the north causing a snow disaster.
"Bastards... absolute bastards..." With just a glance, Baili Yan was furious.
