Shao Zhan gave him a sidelong glance. He really didn't know how blessed he was. Didn't he know that many ministers were envious of him behind his back? It was a great honor to be able to get close to the emperor.
"…"
Jiang Danhe turned his head. Thanks to this great honor, he had completely lost his freedom.
He should be writing sweet letters to Xiaoguo instead. But these days, he was either feigning civility with other ministers or smiling at the fawning of some ministers. In comparison, one was heaven, and the other was hell. He had ended up in this state because of the man in front of him. If Shao Zhan hadn't insisted on him staying, he wouldn't have been living his life so passively.
However, although he was complaining, he still had to get down to business. Ultimately, he still had to prepare for the annoying banquet.
"The empress has invited you so many times. Are you really not going?"
