"We minister(s) kneel to His Majesty!"
"Imperial Brother!"
"Imperial Father!"
The Fourth Master raised his hand, signaling everyone to rise.
Ye Zao said, "His Majesty has injured his stomach and intestines, even the parts above them are severely scorched, and he cannot speak much."
Everyone exchanged glances, hastily nodding in agreement.
Actually, seeing His Majesty still conscious reassured them greatly.
"I am fine. Thank you for your concern. It's just the right time when court is adjourned," said the Fourth Master.
"Everyone perform your duties, and follow the arrangements by the Noble Consort," added the Fourth Master.
Everyone quickly acknowledged.
Since His Majesty is in good condition, who could say otherwise?
"You all may leave," the Fourth Master gestured, indicating this to be a family matter.
Although the Fourth Master was not the predecessor, he had been emperor for over a decade, and no one dared to interfere in his personal affairs.
