"Hey..." Gu Tao took out the coffee from his hand, raised his head and poured some into his mouth: "What is there to fear."
Seeing his carefree and uninhibited manner, Wanyan Jing laughed heartily: "The Daoist seems to have the spirit of our Nvzhen warriors. Good! Present it."
The can of coffee was passed to Wanyan Jing, and without further ado, he tilted his head back and poured it into his mouth. This thing... at first sip it was bitter and sour, but after drinking it, it had a certain fragrant and rich feeling, and after a while, the fatigue caused by lack of rest for the past few days was completely swept away, he exhaled deeply and felt revitalized.
"Good medicine!"
In fact, he wished it was poison, because if it were poison, his name in history would not be as the last emperor; even being an unfortunate emperor poisoned by an assassin would be better than being a cowardly emperor who lost his kingdom.
"Your Majesty, feeling better?"
