C926 A Myriad of People Are Enthralled by the Imperial Advisors

Someone held a broom, sweeping the leaves in front of the mausoleum time after time.

After a long while, he finally felt tired. He raised his head, but no one knew what he was looking at.

The face under the hood was unexpectedly gentle.

He slowly walked to the stone steps in front of the mausoleum and sat down. Like a treasure, he took out a piece of paper from his clothes