C279 A Fatal Choice

"His Majesty wants to march himself?"

Situ Yuan looked at his body, which was clearly not fully recovered yet. Zhou Yu, who insisted on wearing armor, had a bad expression on his face as he furrowed his brows.

Your Highness Yu Ling, the palace people were originally preparing for the Emperor, but ever since Situ Yuan came in, the atmosphere had become stiff and cold to the extreme. Situ Jue