In He Lianfang's residence, Zhao Yao sat in front of the fire basin, roasting rice cakes and chestnuts.
With a loud bang, a chestnut was ready. Zhao Yao quickly picked it up and handed it to He Lianfang.
He Lianfang took it without hesitation.
When the rice cakes were cooked, Zhao Yao quickly picked them up, blowing on them as he ate.
"Why is there no news from Father Emperor?"
He Lianfang looked up at Zhao Yao, slightly puzzled, and asked, "What news?"
"The matter of Marquis Jingyang." Zhao Yao had been waiting for follow-up on this issue, but there had been no developments. "It's been over a month since Marquis An Yang and his son reported to Father Emperor about Marquis Jingyang's collusion with the Xiongnu, right? With Father Emperor's abilities, there's no way he hasn't found anything in over a month." Saying this, he handed another roasted rice cake to He Lianfang.
