The trusted aides were all shocked, simultaneously looking at Qin Hu, whose face was flushed with embarrassment.
Qin Hu, how did you previously mock Commander Song? Why are you now shamelessly trying to please the Commandery Princess just like Commander Song?
Qin Hu couldn't explain himself even if he had a hundred mouths, he lowered his head to pick up the long knife, feeling stifled as he stood to the side.
Jiang Shaohua smilingly pointed to another trusted aide.
All the trusted aides in the Prince Mansion were skilled. This one, after cupping his hands in salute, drew his accustomed long sword and charged fiercely.
He was not like Qin Hu, shamelessly restraining himself just to flatter the Commandery Princess.
After one cup of tea's time, this trusted aide squatted down with a bitter face to pick up the long sword that had been knocked away.
Another person was added to those being scorned by the trusted aides.
