C52 The prime minister killed someone in a brothel

At this moment, inside the Laifu Inn, Gu Ye stood by the window, his hands clasped behind his back as he surveyed the bustling night scenery. Once again, he sighed at the power of the Northern Tang, and his brows furrowed at the subtle worries and grievances. As the next Wolf Lord of Lan Jin, he shouldered the ardent hopes and heavy responsibilities of the whole family