Too Silent

For the next few days, Yang Tianyi lived the life he had always wanted to live. No Chen Ming at his back, who always wanted to embrace him bent. No politics to take care of. No murmur of officials.

No headache.

Yang Tianyi felt calm and composed as he walked through the corridor, watching his favorite TV series in his mind with his system's help. He found a garden and sat on the bench, watching the TV series, but to the viewers, he looked like he was watching and enjoying the scenery.

At this time, since he had cut himself off from politics and the situation in the palace, he didn't know at this time that Chen Ming had deliberately sent all of his guards to the Emperor's palace. He wandered on and out of the palace office without anyone guarding him, and he did it deliberately, wanting to see whether those foolish officials would attack him or not.