Rift Birthed By A Lie

Li Qiang had to wait for some more time again.

He stood there silently inside the Imperial study room as Eunuch Wang entered the study followed by a few servants.

The servants cleaned the table stained with ink while Eunuch Wang helped the Emperor in cleaning his hands that he had stained with ink because of the broken brush.

Since the brush broke down so abruptly and suddenly, Zhao Wang Lei couldn't save his face from the splash of the ink that its hairy end still had. A faint but long mark of ink marred his beautiful face from forehead to chin.

In this state, he looked a bit awful but no one inside the study room dare to laugh.

Soon, the Emperor's face was as clean as before and the servants had also cleaned the table which looked now just like before.

And seeing this, the Emperor dismissed Eunuch Wang and servants.