C336 Wind gathering

After entering the small hall, Yanzhi took the tea from the servant and handed it to Zhang Qiling. "Has Prince Gong accepted?"

Zhang Qiling blew on the boiling hot tea and said indifferently, "I said that I would think about it. Just answer me tomorrow."

Yanzhi sneered, "You're already in such dire straits, yet you still want to control your position. How laughable."

"It's fine