On this day, everyone in the world knew that the Prime Minister was getting married.
It was also the day when the autumn wind was bleak, which actually made people feel sad.
"Your Majesty, I'm getting married." The Prime Minister lowered his eyes and hid his many thoughts, "You... Shouldn't have come."
His Majesty: "..."
"Your Majesty, although I am a husband, my loyalty will always remain. Your Majesty, please go back. I understand your thoughts..." The Prime Minister knelt down and kowtowed.
The ground in the early morning was still biting with the night frost.
His Majesty showed displeasure as he approached, stretched out his arms and hugged the Prime Minister: "Stop messing around, wait until I come to marry you. I wish you a happy life."
"My lord... My lord... Take your orders."
Intention: Sometimes people's calculations are not as good as God's calculations