C1136 If He Is Not an Official He must be a Prince Consort

Clonk! Clonk! Clonk!

When he saw the food in front of him being accidentally flipped over on the ground once again, no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't bear it any longer.

"May I ask what was wrong with my actions? Which noble person did I offend?" He grudgingly questioned the young eunuch who had overturned his food.

For ten days in a row