The ministers looked at Baili Jia Jue in disbelief.
The two old ministers, who previously knelt before Baili Jia Jue to advocate the political marriage, were especially shocked with their eyes almost popped out of their heads.
Zongzheng Wen Ren appeared to be dumbstruck. He took a few seconds to finally come to his senses. Yet, his expression remained gloomy.
We've lost.
We have been vanquished...
Upon hearing the news, Zongzheng Yu Er paled. "Imperial Brother, what should we do now?"
"We need to leave now!" Zongzheng Wen Ren replied in a muffled voice. "We are the envoys. There is an agreement between the four kingdoms, saying that the envoys cannot be harmed even if both sides are at war."
Zongzheng Yu Er nodded, but there was no emotion in her eyes. Her initially-combed hair was now ruffled.
She arrived in a blaze of glory, but she was now going to leave this place with her tail between her legs.
