"Sir, how have you been on this journey?"
Zhao Gui wasn't aware that his advisor Feng Shou was filled with helpless frustration at this moment, "hating iron for not becoming steel."
Having not seen Master Feng for several months, Zhao Gui missed him dearly.
Most importantly, with Master Feng's return, he felt reassured!
Although his mother was not very close to him, Master Feng was the one who cared for him the most.
Moreover, Master Feng was formidable, skilled in strategy. With him around, would there be any worry about the grand wedding and governance matters?!
At the moment he saw Feng Shou, all of Zhao Gui's fears and irritations slipped away.
He delightedly buzzed around Feng Shou like a child.
Feng Shou:... increasingly at a loss for words.
His emotions told him that the little Emperor was only fourteen this year, still a half-grown child, innocent and lively, which was normal.
