The crying in the hall suddenly stopped.
The ministers, who were crying with bowed heads, one by one raised their heads to see the Prince of Yonghuai's reaction.
The situation in the court was not complicated and could even be described as clear, so,
from the moment Emperor Tianshou passed away, this storm was destined to arrive, it was just a matter of how it would end, and everyone was waiting...
Pei Jue slightly waved his sleeve and took two steps forward.
He was tall and his gaze towards Ruan Pu was somewhat condescending.
"According to the Secretary, who is suitable to take up the great responsibility?"
Ruan Pu's heart trembled slightly.
Pei Jue's face showed no emotion, just staring blankly at you, but it felt like countless knives scraping the bones, making him inexplicably nervous, the words he had rehearsed thousands of times in his mouth came out with unusual difficulty.
