Zu An felt a warmth in his heart. The two of them truly considered him a friend, which was why they spoke so frankly. Otherwise, if even a little bit of their conversation leaked out, the two of them would be out of a job in the Eastern Palace.
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Zu An laughed and said, "It's alright, I can resolve this by going to the East Palace."
Both expressed their doubts.
Zuan didn't explain and followed the two directly to the East Palace.
He first went through the formalities to pay his respects to the Crown Prince, the master of the Eastern Palace. That fat man only knew how to play all day long, so he casually sent him away, as if he was afraid that the fat man would delay his playtime.
Zuan pondered to himself that ever since he destroyed the Emperor's fragmented soul within him in the West Dog Hill Secret Realm, this kid seemed even more foolish than before.
They quickly entered the room, where Bi Linglong was sitting at her desk, working with her back straight and her posture extremely proper, exuding an air of imperial grace.
However, a closer look reveals that she was slacking off, seemingly unable to bear the weight on her chest, and was secretly using a table to support it...
Bi Linglong seemed not to see him, focusing intently on the official documents in her hands.
Zuan didn't mind and just watched her quietly.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but a faint blush rose on Bi Linglong's neck; clearly, she couldn't bear his intense gaze.
"Lord Zu, you have quite the airs of an official! It's been so long, and you still had to send someone to specially invite you over." Bi Linglong was still angry, but she didn't look at him. She picked up her pen and wrote her opinion on the official document.
Zuan sighed: "I came here to say goodbye."
Bi Linglong was startled. Her pen trembled, staining a large area of the document with ink. She suddenly looked up at him, her usual composure gone.
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