Jinrong had a full head of official business; no acting was needed at all. He walked out of the imperial palace with a drooping head and a deflated spirit.
Hongzhi and Hong Wu hurried forward to lead his horse to meet him. On seeing Jinrong's rarely seen expression, the two exchanged a glance subconsciously, utterly astonished.
They weren't too worried about what the emperor might have done to His Highness, because praises from His Majesty were few and far between. It was only since the end of last year, after returning from Yuyuan Prefecture, that the emperor occasionally remarked that Sixth Master's temperament had become somewhat more composed.
Didn't Sixth Master enter the palace today to show off those bolts and nuts? Such marvelous, useful items should certainly receive praise from His Majesty the Emperor, so why did Sixth Master come out looking like this?
Hong Wu stepped forward and tentatively asked, "Sixth Master, shall we return to the mansion?"
