Fang Ruotang, a frail and unremarkable girl from the Prime Minister’s household,
one day found herself pestered by a tiny, cutesy creature called the Mirror of Reversal—
and it star...
A hint of melancholy flashed across the Crown Prince's brow.
"No, are you really sure about this?"
“I’ll accompany my brother the Crown Prince next time! This time I’ll go with Minister Ye. Look how weak and miserable he is. If I don’t protect him, what if he goes out alone and doesn’t come back? Our dynasty will lose a pillar of strength.”
"So what if he's less? Does that mean the Great Yong Dynasty will perish without him?" Huo Zhige gritted his teeth. These pretty boys were all scheming and manipulative.
“General Huo is not wrong, Vice Minister Ye is not that important.” Prince An’s lips curled into an ugly sneer, showing his disdain for Ye Wuxia’s methods.
The young prince is the same.
“Since you are going to travel with Minister Ye, and he is the least capable, then you shall be in charge of this area! Bring more disciples from the Tianyi Sect with you.” The Crown Prince pointed directly to the map.
The closest passage to Beijing.
Ye Wuxia remained noncommittal.
Anyway, no matter who is traveling with Fang Ruotang, it will definitely be to this place. It's impossible for her to travel around to several different places.
Everyone knew this, and he didn't care what the crown prince, who had lost the competition, would say. Instead, seeing that Fang Ruotang was not satisfied, he quickly comforted her.
"I'm sorry, I've dragged you down. If I weren't so weak, you could definitely go to farther places, open up more passages, and save more people."
"You don't need to belittle yourself like that. I'm not that great either!" Fang Ruotang's expression changed instantly. She grinned and wanted to put her hands on her hips and laugh wildly, but when she saw Ye Wuxia's fair and delicate face, she felt that it was unfriendly.
"Don't be upset, I'll protect you!"
"Will you always protect me?"
"Yes, always!"
The Crown Prince and others: ...
Damn it.
For a moment, she didn't know whether to pity herself for falling for a fool, or to hate her rival for being a treacherous villain.