C827 Twenty-seven Five Hundred and Sixty-seven

"Someone, come!" He had to deliver this letter to the Eastern Wei King as soon as possible. The current situation was constantly changing, and no one knew what would happen tomorrow!

Very quickly, a palace maid came running into the room. She knelt on the ground and respectfully said, "What orders do you have for me, Imperial Advisor Feng?"

Feng Zili handed the letter to the kneeling servant