Mr. Gao, having caught his breath, supported his waist with one hand and walked over to Lu Qing, shaking his head with some helplessness: "Prince, you're being foolish! The land of Bhutan is humid and filled with snakes and insects, and the customs are strange. Why would you think of going to such a place!
Moreover, after all these years, don't you understand His Majesty's thoughts? Among the vassal states, although His Majesty is very wary of the strong and formidable Jie Country, what he fears most is the Fan Country, known for using witchcraft and poisons.
You left without saying a word... now involved in the death of King Fan, leading the nephew to bring the corpse and demand an explanation...
No wonder His Majesty is so displeased.
So you should calm down and think carefully about how to explain this matter to His Majesty.
All these years, His Majesty has always been very fond of you. As long as you can clarify this matter, I believe His Majesty will not treat you harshly."
