The Emperor had grown accustomed to receiving tea from Gu Chengyu, and after taking it, he drank it all in one gulp, feeling a remarkable lightness in his chest.
"What kind of tea is this? Every time I've had this tea in the past two days, I've felt much more refreshed." The Emperor smiled with a hint of amusement and asked.
"This is the Biluochun you often drink, Your Majesty!" Gu Chengyu was not tense; after all, the Emperor could not possibly guess that there was Spiritual Spring in it.
The Emperor nodded without further questioning, as if he were merely indulging in a momentary interest.
"How are Ye's eyes these days? Is there any improvement?"
"Reporting to the Emperor, the Eldest Prince is better than he was two days ago; he can already make out shadows!" Gu Chengyu turned to look at the Emperor, knowing that although the Emperor was very weary, the border matters could not be delayed.
