"What is the price of losing the bet? Minister Wen shouldn't have forgotten, right? It doesn't matter if you forget. I have plenty of ways to make you remember." Hu Xiao glared at Minister Wen with his scarlet eyes. This damned old man had gone against her time and time again, she had long hated him for it.
Yin Fufeng smiled as he came to Hu Xiao's side, and said seriously: "Empress, what you said is right. Minister Wen is old, it doesn't matter if you don't remember.
Yin Fufeng smiled merrily, as if he was happy to serve Hu Xiao. He did not say that out of flattery, but because he wanted to sing the same tune as Hu Xiao and cause the Minister Wen to be in an awkward situation.
Other than Minister Wen, the other officials did not look too good either. Minister Wen had lost the bet, and when the matter was brought up again, it was not only their Minister Wen that lost their face, but their men's as well.