Now it ended up being him who looked awkward and embarrassed.
As Chen Yi got into the carriage, the paper figure had already flicked the reins. Listless, Wu Shiju came back to himself and asked, "Young Master, by your words, do you mean…"
Chen Yi frowned slightly, thinking this old scholar was far too annoying. He lifted the curtain and dropped a sentence: "Since you can dress it up so nicely, why don't you just leave Han King someday and help Prince Zhou, who understands Han law, onto the throne."
Wu Shiju seemed to freeze again, unable for a moment to find anywhere to argue back from.
Chen Yi let the curtain fall. Just then, the old scholar stepped forward and spoke in a low voice,
"To tell the truth, I once had that intention, only I heard…"
Wu Shiju paused, then lowered his voice further and said:
"The Crown Prince… has a hidden ailment… he cannot get it up."
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