C373 It is impossible to disobey the heaven's will

The days passed, and spring began.

Everything was the same, everything was different. Spring rain, fine rain, fall people's hearts as if a mold.

Morong Gan still went to the upper echelons every day, but Prince Chu, who was once powerful and majestic, had now become a joke in the eyes of the Courtier. He was now almost an empty shell, except for the crown prince's hat