The corners of the short and fat official's eyes twitched, and his goatee fluttered. He felt that it was simply inappropriate for the Eldest Prince to bring a girl to the Qianqing Palace, even though he knew that they were discussing matters with the Emperor.
It was indeed difficult for the Eldest Prince to take on such a big responsibility!
Gu Yanfei couldn't be bothered to look at those officials. She turned her body sideways and peeked at Censor Lian, who was lying on the ground.
Her eyesight was excellent. Although she was nearly ten feet away, she could clearly see that the censor's head was badly injured. His forehead was swollen, leaving a wound the size of a cup. Blood flowed profusely, and his face was as pale as paper.
She could deduce how resolute the censor was when he bumped into the pillar just now. He was determined to die.
However, he was still alive.
