"Master Lin, please calm down. I am not feeling well at the moment, which makes me a bit restless. When I get back, I will not forget your kindness." Eunuch Miao raises his voice as he speaks, his face switching from anger to a sycophantic smile.
If it were before, he might have doubted Lin Haisheng's words, but now he believes what Lin Haisheng has said. Since his weakness is under the control of the prince, Eunuch Miao believes that there are also vulnerabilities in Lin Haisheng's letters, complying with the prince's demands.
Their secrets cannot be revealed to the emperor. In one way, they share common interests and stakes.
Lin Haisheng snorted coldly and walked away directly.
Eunuch Miao sighed repeatedly in his bed. After coming to the Northern Land, it seemed as if the whole world had changed. How much longer would he have to endure this kind of constant suppression?