Fu Zheng stood aside.
Chu Zhiyuan glanced up at her and handed her the booklet he had finished reading.
"Your Highness, I..."
"You also need to clarify the reality, understand their situation, and know how to respond."
"Yes." Fu Zheng solemnly agreed.
She thought about how she was Chu Zhiyuan's guard and would have to act with him in the future.
If she did not know the details of those across from her, she might not grasp her attitude correctly, possibly delaying Chu Zhiyuan's matters.
"Sit down and look."
"Yes."
The two of them sat by the stone table and finished flipping through the booklets in the box.
Both Fu Zheng and Chu Zhiyuan had photographic memory, so they remembered after reading.
Chu Zhiyuan put them back in the box, sealed it, returned it to its original place, and sighed, "I didn't expect the situation here to be so complicated."
"Your Highness, it's okay. Eight princes are divided into three groups. It's not too troublesome."
