Pei Chengye felt a cold sweat break out upon hearing The Emperor revisit past events.
Could it be that Father has noticed something? But he quickly suppressed this fear.
No, that couldn't be.
The Zheng Family had taken all the responsibility. Father shouldn't know anything, but because of this, he didn't dare to say anything more.
And there kneeling nearby, not convinced, was Pei Jingyi, who hadn't expected Father to make such arrangements. Even so, he managed an excellent facade.
No one could tell he was dissatisfied; instead, his lips held a trace of worry, as if he were truly concerned for The Emperor's health.
The Emperor glanced at them and said, "You two need not be disheartened. In a few days, I will arrange other duties for you."
"Yes, thank you, Father." The two of them bowed and said.
Even if they were dissatisfied, they could only bear it silently.
