“Your Majesty, please. Don’t lower your guard against the Yue. Have you already forgotten your father’s dying wish?” At this, Fuchai’s eyes, which were close to falling shut, opened again. “Of course I haven’t,” he said brusquely. “I am reminded of it every day.” He squinted around the court. “Reminder! Where are you?” Immediately, a scrawny servant ran into the hall and fell to his knees with a loud thump. “Your Majesty, you must remember your grudge against the Yue king for causing the death of your father!” Then, as soon as he’d finished this dramatic little declaration, he got up and
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