After Tang Ding left, someone quickly announced, "Master Hou, Cui Ying wants to see you."

Han Du suddenly felt like "I'll get whatever I want, and when I feel sleepy, someone will bring me a pillow."

"pass!"

Cui Ying had a smile on her face, and she looked like she was groveling to everyone. When she came straight to Han Du, the smile on her face became even brighter, and she quickly knelt down and said, "Cui Ying, foreign minister, pays homage to the great angel Zhenhai."

Hou."

"Get up." Han Du held the tea cup in one hand and leaned on the chair sideways, without even looking at Cui Ying.

Regarding Han Du's rudeness, Cui Ying not only did not feel humiliated, but instead lowered her head to see if she had done anything wrong and offended Han Du.

"Sit." Han Du saw Cui Ying standing helplessly in front of him, not daring to move, so he stretched out his hand to signal.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis." After Cui Ying leaned down and bowed, she carefully moved over and sat down, but she only dared to let her butt touch the edge of the chair.

Han Du looked at it and sneered in his heart. He deliberately pretended not to know and asked, "Master Cui, what's the matter here?"

Cui Ying got excited and quickly replied: "May I ask the Marquis, is the King going to Beijing with the Marquis?"
Chapter completed!