C365 Underhand
In the imperial court.
"Whap." Xie Xitian hung up the phone and sat in her seat for a long time with a sullen face. Then she picked up her cell phone.
She clicked on the recent call, hesitated, and then moved on to the next name, Mu Nanyan. The imperial court had too many things to trouble Feiqi. This time, the matter was rather big, so he might have to discuss it with Nan Yan