When Lord Clarendon once again arrived in front of Aberdeen, he was met with a pair of hostile eyes and an angry face.
"Good morning, Prime Minister!" Facing Prime Minister Aberdeen's hatred, Lord Clarendon immediately chose to smile and greeted Aberdeen.
After all, who would want to be serious with a politician with less than a few months to live?
"Lord Clarendon, tell me! What is your purpose in doing this?" Aberdeen lowered his voice and yelled at the Minister of Foreign Affairs, whom he had personally promoted: "What have Palmerston and Russell promised you?"
"I don't understand what you're saying, Prime Minister?" Lord Clarendon looked at Aberdeen with a puzzled expression, feigning innocence.
"Stop performing!" Aberdeen lowered his voice again to Lord Clarendon: "Only you, me, and Canning know about this! Besides you, I can't think of anyone else!"
