Despite being so perfect, it evoked horror in the eyes of Lady Yang.
Having served in the palace for so many years, she had seen countless beauties, and stunning beauties were not uncommon, but none were as "perfect" as Ling Xiao.
He's definitely not human!
The image that comes to mind is peeling off the best human skin, searching for the most suitable facial features to piece together, and then...
Lady Yang grew increasingly awe-inspiring and whispered a message that His Majesty had invited Ling Xiao to a banquet the next day.
Ling Xiao, who inexplicably witnessed the drastic change in the expression of the person in front of him...
"Go tell my nephew that I miss him too, and that I'll be there soon."
The little girl, having pulled out a piece of pretty string, didn't even look up, completely absorbed in the game of cat's cradle, speaking casually.
As Lady Yang withdrew, another voice came, "Oh, by the way, nephew, you need to prepare a gift for me, otherwise you'll get angry if you invite me out like that."
The poor female official, Ms. Yang, didn't dare to breathe loudly and simply agreed.
Upon receiving the message, Li Yue gave a wry smile and sent the person away. The emperor's suspicious nature made him start to think.
Did his aunt see through his scheme and warn him?
Wang Yi keenly sensed the emperor's unease and immediately reassured him, "Your Majesty, someone must take the lead in testing the Grand Princess."
The underworld is a blank slate for us, and there's the story of past emperors... well, the legend of them being invited to reincarnate by the Grand Princess, but we can't tell if it's true or not. It's shrouded in mystery. For the sake of the country, Your Majesty has suffered."
Li Yue gave a sarcastic snort, as if to say, "So it's not your place to step on the landmine."
He also knew the necessity of testing, because what Wang Yi didn't say was that someone needed to demonstrate the consequences of angering the gods and spirits.
Otherwise, the rumors wouldn't have spread so quickly and so badly!
He stood up, hands tucked into his sleeves, and paced back and forth, wondering what would please his aunt—jewelry, gems, gold and silver, spices…
Alas, how could ghosts and gods like these mundane things?
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