Chapter 112 Seemingly awkward, but actually controlling
"Take your time, don't rush." Wen Ziduan looked at the mist on He Zhaojun's forehead and felt amused.
He Zhaojun nodded. Tired, for one thing, but even more anxious. After a moment, she sighed, "My apologies, Your Highness." She looked up, her gaze meeting Wen Ziduan's.
This face is as if carved from jade, and the pair of phoenix eyes are shining with light, which is captivating.
He Zhaojun felt her ears burning and slowly lowered her head. What was a handsome boy doing? Because the space was limited, they stood very close to each other. She could even hear her own heart beating like a drum.
Could it be...
He Zhaojun silently recounted the evil deeds Wen Ziduan had done, and her hands gradually became stiff. Her mind was elsewhere, making it even more difficult. For a long time, her hands couldn't move together. She was so distracted that she didn't notice that her cheek was resting on Wen Ziduan's chest.
"You..." Wen Ziduan couldn't help it anymore.
He Zhaojun leaned on his shoulder like this, her breath as fragrant as orchid, her cheeks flushed, and her hands still groping on his waist. Wen Ziduan felt his blood rushing up, and he pushed He Zhaojun away and turned his back.
"Give me the belt, I'll do it myself." He reached behind him to prevent He Zhaojun from seeing his embarrassment.
He Zhaojun was suddenly pushed away and was also stunned. She immediately realized that her previous action was inappropriate and quickly put the belt on his hand. When their fingertips touched, He Zhaojun felt as if she was burned by fire and took a half step back.
Gu Guan came in to serve tea and saw Wen Ziduan struggling with his belt. He wanted to help, but Wen Ziduan stopped him with a look.
At this moment, He Zhaojun's expression had turned cold, and she no longer looked at him. "I know I can't do such a delicate job, and please, Your Highness, don't make it difficult for me."
Wen Ziduan turned around, fastened the last agate on his belt, tilted his head, and looked at her leisurely. His smile made it clear: What, are you giving up on that fearful persona so soon?
"Have you brought the list I asked you to compile yesterday?" He Zhaojun pretended not to understand and changed the subject to Gu Guan.
Gu Guan handed over the bamboo slips, and He Zhaojun sat aside to look through them. There were all sorts of names written on them, and even portraits of each of them. Although small, they were also very delicate.
"Young lady, do you think these people should be sent back to their hometowns? Or should they be found somewhere to be sent to?" Gu Guan asked respectfully.
He Zhaojun was puzzled. "Of course... no, look at this dancer named Nvfu. She's from the Xuan clan's fiefdom, but she was sent into the palace by General Sun Sheng. It's obvious she's acting as a spy. If you send Nvfu away, you'll have Nvrong next."
Gu Guan's mouth dropped open slightly, clearly not expecting things to turn out this way. "Ah? You want to keep them?"
"Of course, even if they were granted entry into the palace for various reasons, they may not have come willingly. I will ask for their opinions. If they wish to leave, I will teach them a skill to make a living and give them some money to send them off. Those who wish to stay can stay and keep His Majesty the Third Prince company."
Gu Guan froze in place, stunned for a long time, and finally managed to utter, "But they are all His Highness's concubines, this..."
He Zhaojun seemed to understand something and quickly looked at Wen Ziduan: "Is there any of these that Your Highness likes or wants to keep after sleeping with you? I was just talking to myself and forgot about Your Highness' feelings."
Wen Zi was standing aside, his teacup creaking in his fist.
How could this girl be so heartless? Just a moment ago, she was so shy and intimate with me... and now she's discussing how to treat these concubines well.
He Zhaojun, you did it on purpose!
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