"Tell me, what is it that makes you yell at my precious grandson like this?"

Wen's maternal grandfather held Helian You in his arms, and he and Wen's maternal grandmother sat on the main seats in the pear wood chairs, one on each side, looking at Wenren Yu sitting below them with the demeanor of patriarchs.

Wenren Yu sat at the lower end of the table, picked up the teacup brought by the maid, took a sip, and looked at the two elderly people sitting at the upper end of the table, secretly lamenting his predicament.

With her phoenix eyes fixed on Helian You, who was being held in his father's arms and leisurely eating red date cake, Wenren Yu gritted her teeth in anger.

That brat, ever since I slapped his hand last time, he's learned to rely on his parents for support.

You might say that this little rascal doesn't like to talk much, but he's actually more cunning than anyone else!

Helian You, who was quietly and attentively eating the jujube cake in his hand with his head slightly lowered, seemed to sense something and raised his head, his dark and bright eyes...

When she met her uncle's unfriendly gaze, she only glanced at him briefly before looking away, not wanting to give Wenren Yu even a second look.

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"Father, it's nothing. It's just that Xiaoyou put some pastries on my desk in my study, and they got moldy, attracting mice that gnawed on the invitation sent by the Imperial Concubine."

Wen's maternal grandfather frowned, and after a long while, he relaxed his brows and looked at Wenren Yu, speaking calmly.

"That's the eldest daughter of the Wen family, isn't she? Aren't you and the Emperor working together to suppress the Wen family, both openly and secretly? Let them take advantage of us."

Wenren Yu looked up and said, "..." A question mark slowly appeared above his head.

Although it's an unspoken understanding between the Emperor and myself to suppress the Wen family, Your Majesty, you didn't need to be so explicit.

While suppression is indeed necessary, it's not really appropriate to let a mouse gnaw on an invitation that was delivered to you.

After all, our Wenren clan is a noble family in the capital of Beiyin. If word gets out, people will inevitably say we have no manners.

It's true that people who aren't family don't enter the same door; look, the mice gnawed on the invitation they sent us.

The whole family, yet not a single person felt even the slightest bit guilty.

"How about you tell His Majesty the truth, Yu'er, and find an excuse so we won't attend the Imperial Concubine's birthday banquet?"

Finally, the maternal grandmother of the Wen family raised her eyebrows slightly and spoke up, suggesting a solution that was at least somewhat feasible.

Although his own Yu'er was the Prime Minister, he couldn't afford to offend the Imperial Concubine too much, since Wen Changle was, in fact, the Emperor's woman.

"It's not impossible."

On Wenren Yu's handsome face, which resembled a painted painting, his upturned phoenix eyes lit up. That's right, how come he hadn't thought of that before?

He really didn't want to attend Wen Changle's birthday banquet or anything like that, since she was a woman who was always acting.

If I go, I'll just have to listen to those officials flattering me again, and that old scoundrel from Wenyi will definitely be at odds with me again.

Just thinking about that old scoundrel's arrogant face made him itchy to fight. If it weren't for the need to hide the fact that he knew martial arts...

He absolutely had to give that old bastard a good beating to vent his pent-up anger, so he wouldn't have to waste his breath arguing with him every time!

But if I don't go, that old scoundrel Wenyi will surely complain about me to the Emperor again, putting the Emperor in a difficult position.

Just thinking about it made Wenren Yu grind her teeth in anger.