You know, every time he needed to take his family out, although he was just a small city gate guard, his wife made him very proud.

It’s just a cuckold, how can he endure it!

Anyway, he is the principal wife.

never mind.

Chengmenlang felt as complicated as an overturned paint palette.

Cheng Menlang's endurance is admired by people around him, but I must never become that kind of person!

[This city gate man is really interesting. Let me see if there is anything else.]

Chengmenlang's calm face cracked.

Don't look for it, there really is nothing left.

The longer Shen Zhiyi searched, the more anxious Chengmenlang felt.

After a while.

【Prime Minister Wang is seriously ill. 】

The old emperor paused while biting the pancake.

[Yes, it’s hard to get through winter at my age. ]

Thinking of the amiable Prime Minister Wang, Shen Zhiyi couldn't help but feel a little worried.

[From this perspective, Prime Minister Wang may ask the old emperor to retire and return home after the new year.]

The old emperor fell silent. Prime Minister Wang had mentioned to him many times that he wanted to retire and return home.

But because there was something he hadn't considered, he let Prime Minister Wang stay, but now...

As soon as Shen Zhiyi’s thoughts came out, many people soon learned the news that Prime Minister Wang was seriously ill.

The court suddenly became lively in winter.

In other words, Shen Zhiyi's small courtyard became lively.

Shen Zhiyi, who had just returned from his shift, was about to close the door when he saw a man walking in the darkness.

"Chen Lang, wait, wait, don't be in a hurry to close the store so early."

Shen Zhiyi had a wooden face, with a bad feeling.