Chapter 19: Wangjiang Restaurant Explodes
The next morning, the Golden Throne Hall was still solemn and dignified, but the air was filled with an indescribable, tense silence.
Every minister looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, stood straighter than ever before, and his expression management reached the peak of his career. He even deliberately breathed lightly.
Only his eyes, which occasionally drifted towards a certain direction in front of the hall and then quickly retracted, revealed the turbulent waves surging in his heart.
The source of all these anomalies was drifting listlessly towards her luxurious little stool bestowed upon her by the emperor - Dongfang Yuning.
The little girl had two heavy dark circles under her eyes that looked like smoky makeup, her eyes were dull and lifeless, and her steps were so light as if she was walking on clouds.
She was like a sapling that had been drained of all its energy. She sat down on the small stool with her head drooping, nodding her head, as if she would fall asleep on the spot in the next second.
[Wuwuwu… It’s all… It’s over, it’s over… I feel like my body is hollowed out… My soul is drifting… Last night’s nightmare was too brutal…]
Her desperate wails echoed clearly in the minds of every courtier.
Then, a clearer, more lively electronic sound with the same despairing tone seamlessly connects:
[Host, you're done, so I can join in the fun!? ? ? My energy tank is almost drained by your nightmare last night! What kind of quantum-level mental storm did you experience last night?! Are you being possessed by something unclean?]
boom--!
All the ministers' hearts felt like they were being struck by a sledgehammer! Here it comes! Here it comes again! That mysterious yet terrifying voice! The inner voice of Prince Yong's future little princess... and that peculiar thing called "system"!
Everyone's body tensed instantly, cold sweat nearly soaking through their inner garments. They clenched their teeth, exerting all their lifelong effort to control their facial muscles, their eyes fixed on the tips of their court boots, as if engraved with the ultimate strategy for governing the country and maintaining peace.
The shaking of their shoulders was forcibly suppressed, and their faces turned blue and red. Some of the older ones had their beards trembling slightly.
Emperor Nangong Yu sat upright on the dragon throne, his face calm and majestic.
However, his fingers, placed beneath the wide sleeves of his dragon robe, curled up almost imperceptibly. Last night, he had issued a strict decree: Today in the Golden Palace, no matter how shocking the words of Dongfang Yuning and the "system" were, no one was to show any abnormality, let alone spread them!
Violators will be charged with "spying on the secrets of heaven and disrupting the order of the court", which is the same crime as deceiving the emperor!
This decree was like an invisible shackle, nailing all the civil and military officials in the court to the spot, and they could only passively and painfully endure this "noise" that struck their souls.
Dongfang Yuning forced his heavy eyelids open and glanced blankly at the ministers in the hall who looked like clay sculptures or wooden carvings with stiff expressions. The villain in his heart burst into tears.
[Last night, that old man Nangong Ye came into my dream! He chased me all night long! !]
[Chased in the Imperial Garden! Chased in the Imperial Palace! Chased on the rooftop! Even the cabinet in the Imperial Kitchen where the braised pig's trotters were kept wasn't spared!]
As he chased after her, he played on his subwoofer a loop: "Ning'er, give me a little prince!" "Princess, don't run!" "Ten miles of red makeup awaits you!"
I ran so hard my legs almost broke! I even screamed myself hoarse! He just wouldn't go away!
[Look at me! Look at my dark circles that are as black as ink! The Nangong family is inhumane! They can't even let me sleep peacefully! This is mental torture! This is sleep deprivation! This is abuse of a minor!]
System 118's voice was filled with a shared hatred for the enemy:
[That's right! Host, I strongly agree! This is a high-intensity mental pollution! Nangong Ye, you're not a human being! Condemn! Strongly condemn! I suggest you file a complaint with the Interstellar Women and Children Protection Association! (Although I don't know where it is either.)]
"puff--"
“Cough cough cough…”
“Hmm…”
Uncontrollable sneezes and coughs echoed through the court like a plague. Ministers trembled violently, some unable to contain themselves. They ducked their heads, covering their mouths with their wide sleeves, their shoulders heaving violently as if they were about to suffocate. The air in the hall was thick with a suffocating feeling, a sense of impending collapse.
Everyone's eyes, filled with great sympathy, fear and forced smiles, secretly glanced at the center of the storm - the evil god in front of the hall, who exuded an extremely low pressure of "keep away from strangers", Prince Yong Nangong Ye.
The moment Dongfang Yuning said "old man", Nangong Ye's face had evolved from ten thousand year old black ice to hell fire that was about to burn everything.
His deep phoenix eyes were like ice-hardened blades, accurately and with great oppression, locking onto the little princess who was sitting on a small stool with a look of despair on her face, as if her vitality had been sucked dry by a goblin.
Heartbroken? Seeing those dark circles, so thick and glaring, it felt like a needle piercing his heart. His little thing, tormented (even in a dream) into this pitiful state.
But even more than that, there was a raging rage! And… a hint of indescribable frustration at being publicly (albeit silently) accused of being an “old man” and “unhuman”…?!
Good, very good.
Nangong Ye's eyes were so dark that they could swallow up the light.
[Little thing, you're thinking about me so much even in your dreams? And you're even slandering me in front of the entire court (even though they dare not say it)? Mental torture? Sleep deprivation? Abuse of a minor?]
His icy gaze swept across the group of ministers who were trembling and almost falling apart like a real cold current. His eyes clearly read:
[Hold it all! Anyone who dares to laugh out loud will be sent to dig coal in the northern border for the rest of his life!]
The invisible and terrifying pressure came crashing down like a real iceberg. All the ministers who had been trying to hold back their laughter until they were injured were shocked. They stood still like javelins, their eyes on their noses and their noses on their hearts, even holding their breath.
Only the slightly twitching corners of their mouths and the facial muscles twisted by trying to hold back silently revealed the turmoil in their hearts.
Nangong Ye's gaze fell back on Dongfang Yuning. Looking at her dozing off like a chicken pecking at rice, the anger in his heart was strangely replaced by a stronger possessiveness and pity.
He opened his thin lips slightly, and his cold voice, with an unquestionable command, clearly reached Dongfang Yuning's ears, and also fell into the ears of all the ministers:
"After the court session, do not return to Fengyi Palace. Follow me out of the palace."
After a pause, he lowered his voice a bit, with a hint of gnashing teeth, a gentleness (threat) that only Dongfang Yuning could clearly feel.
"Let's take you to a place where you can sober up. Let's settle...last night's account."
【!!! 】
Dongfang Yuning regained consciousness instantly, his almond-shaped eyes widening in fear:
[Leave the palace?! With him?! Settle the score?! It's over, it's over, is this the final reckoning? The sequel to this real-life nightmare?! Tongzi! Help! He's definitely going to retaliate!]
System 118:
[Beep beep! Detected: Target's strong intention to 'settle later'! Dangerous energy fluctuations! Host, suggestion... feign death? Or... faint on the spot? This system can only silently light a candle for you! (Virtual candle flickers crazily.jpg)]
The sound of the bell signaling the end of court was like the sound of nature. Dongfang Yuning was like a frightened rabbit, trying to run out of the hall. However, Nangong Ye was faster than her.
His tall figure appeared at her side like a ghost. With a silent flick of his wide sleeves, a warm, strong hand with distinct joints firmly grasped her slender wrist. The strength, with absolute control, made it impossible for her to break free.
"Ning'er, this way."
Nangong Ye's voice was low, with a hint of unquestionable dominance. He held her hand and walked towards the dark black gilded carriage outside the palace gate, which symbolized Prince Yong's supreme power, under the gaze of all the civil and military officials in the court, who were "looking at each other with their eyes and their noses and their hearts" but were actually scrolling through the screen with comments in their hearts.
Dongfang Yuning kept her head down all the way, her cheeks flushed, feeling like a prisoner being escorted. She could feel the countless gazes from behind her like tangible rays, burning her back.
[Social death! Massive social death! Ugh… My innocent reputation! It’s all over now!]
[Tongzi! His hands are so hot! Cool them down quickly! Physically cool them down! I feel like I'm going to combust!]
System 118: [Host, calm down! Physiological scans show normal body temperature! It's your sense of shame that's boiling! Suggestion... close your eyes and enjoy? After all, Prince Yong's hand is something countless girls in the capital desire... (Whispering: Although, host, you don't seem to want it much either)]
[Enjoy yourself! This is kidnapping! This is coercion! I'm calling the police! Where is the Nine Gates Admiral? Save the child!]
The interior of the carriage was spacious and luxurious, covered with thick snow-white velvet carpets and filled with the elegant and cool scent of cedar, exactly the same as the aura of Nangong Ye.
Nangong Ye took the first seat, his posture elegant and calm. He gently moved his arm, and Dongfang Yuning stumbled, and he led her to sit down...
Sitting right next to him, the refreshing and aggressive masculine scent from him instantly enveloped her, penetrating every pore.
Dongfang Yuning immediately shrank to the side like a frightened hedgehog, almost sticking to the cold car wall, trying to keep as much distance as possible. Her little face was tense, and her eyes stared at the gilded coiled dragon pattern on the opposite car wall with vigilance and panic, as if that was her only life-saving straw.
Nangong Ye looked at her, who seemed to want to be eight feet away from him. A deep dark light flashed in his eyes, but he did not point it out. He just leisurely admired her cute and adorable appearance, and...
The unrestrained, resistance-filled scream within her heart. The carriage fell into an eerie silence, with only the rumbling of the wheels rolling over the bluestone slabs of the palace gate and the silent, tense tug-of-war between the two of them.
Just as Dongfang Yuning was in a state of high tension, praying to reach the destination quickly, his mind was madly scrolling through the screen.
【Hurry up, hurry up】
hour--
"Whoa!" The driver suddenly shouted!
The carriage shook violently, as if it had run over a large rock!
The huge inertia made Dongfang Yuning, who was huddled in the corner, scream, and the whole person rushed forward uncontrollably like an arrow!
In a flash, a strong arm swiftly grasped her slender and soft waist! A steady and domineering force pulled her up!
The world is spinning!
The expected sharp pain of hitting the car wall did not come. Instead, there was a solid and elastic touch under the body, an even stronger and more domineering masculine scent coming towards the face, and... a steady and powerful heartbeat coming from above the head!
Dongfang Yuning opened her eyes in shock, and what she saw was Nangong Ye's enlarged, almost enchantingly handsome face. His deep phoenix eyes were so close to her, clearly reflecting her panicked, frightened look like a frightened deer.
At this moment, she was in an extremely shameful posture - sitting on Nangong Ye's strong and muscular thighs!
In order to steady herself, her hands subconsciously grabbed the collar of his expensive black brocade robe, causing messy wrinkles on the smooth fabric.
Through the not-so-thick clothes, the warm and firm touch of muscles and the steady and powerful heartbeat were like the strongest electric current, instantly running through her limbs and bones!
"ah!"
Dongfang Yuning let out a short scream, as if he was burned by a hot iron, and suddenly tried to jump up and break free.
However, the arm around her waist was like a chain made of fine steel, motionless. Nangong Ye did not let go, but tightened his grip, holding her more tightly and firmly in his arms, pressing her back tightly against his broad and solid chest.
"Don't move."
His voice was extremely low and hoarse, with an indescribable magnetism, and his warm breath brushed against her forehead and sensitive ears.
"What if I fall?"
The tone was calm, but contained an irresistible strength.
The air in the car seemed to freeze instantly. Time seemed to stretch infinitely, and every second was filled with suffocating ambiguity.
Dongfang Yuning froze on his lap, not daring to move. She could clearly feel the hardness and burning heat of his thigh muscles, hear the steady, powerful heartbeat in his chest pounding against her back like a drum, and smell the crisp cedar scent on his body, mixed with a hint of the undeniable, strong hormones of a mature man.
Her cheeks turned red and hot at an alarming rate, spreading to her ears and neck. She looked like a cooked shrimp, with steam almost coming out of her head.
【!!! 】
Her mind went blank, leaving only the sharp, crackling alarm of System 118:
[Beep, beep, beep! Red alert! Red alert! High-risk contact! High-risk contact!]
Host's body temperature soars! Heart rate exceeds 160! Adrenaline surges! Warning! Warning! Target Nangong Ye's biomagnetic field displays strong 'hunting lock' and 'lust fluctuations'! Danger Level: SSS! Repeat, Danger Level: SSS!
[Important advice: Leave! Immediately! NOW! Disengage! Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous! (Virtual warning lights spin and flash wildly)]
[Is there a ghost of a way to escape?! Is his arm an iron band?! I can't move! Tongzi! Find a way! Help! I'm running out of air! I feel like I'm about to overcrowd!]
Dongfang Yuning screamed wildly in his heart, but his body was as stiff as if he had been cast under a petrification spell.
Nangong Ye lowered his eyes, looking at the little person in his arms, who was trembling with shame. Her small earlobes were a charming red, her long eyelashes trembling like frightened butterfly wings, her watery almond eyes misted with panic and embarrassment, her pink lips slightly parted, she breathed unconsciously, her breath like orchid, with the unique fragrance of a young girl.
This look of her completely relying on him, feeling shy and afraid, with nowhere to escape, was simply the cruelest test of his self-control! It was a thousand times more terrifying than chasing her in his dream last night!
His Adam's apple rolled violently and uncontrollably, and his eyes were as deep as an undissolved abyss of thick ink, with undercurrents surging in them that were enough to swallow people up.
The arm around her waist tightened, allowing her soft body to fit seamlessly against him. His other hand, with calloused fingertips, gently lifted her delicate chin with a touch of undeniable strength and hidden temptation, forcing her to look up and meet his burning gaze.
"Ning'er,"
His voice was as low and hoarse as sandpaper, with a deadly allure and dangerous hoarseness.
"In the dream...I chased you so hard,"
[Ahhhhhh… Tong, how did he know that he was pursuing me in my dream last night?! I told him? It’s over?! Help~~~~]
He lowered his head slightly, his warm lips almost touching her sensitive earlobe, his hot breath spraying on her delicate skin, causing waves of subtle and intense tremors.
"Now...shouldn't I give you some compensation? Hmm?"
The rising ending tone carried a naked hint and an expectation that was almost greedy.
The ambiguous atmosphere grew, stretched, and entangled wildly in the narrow compartment. It was as thick as real honey, but with a scorching heat.
The air seemed thin and scorching. Dongfang Yuning felt like she had fallen into a hunter's carefully woven net, strewn with roses. There was nowhere to escape, and she could only watch helplessly as that breathtakingly handsome, yet now aggressive, face drew closer and closer...
"Prince...Prince..."
Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, with a strong crying tone and panic, trying to make a final struggle.
“No…you can’t…”
However, Nangong Ye's thumb gently stroked her chin, the touch was like an electric current, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, almost sucking her soul in:
"Hmm? I'm listening. What does Ning'er want to say?"
He deliberately slowed down his speech, and every word was like a feather scratching her heart.
[Tongzi! Help! He's about to kiss me! Quick! Go to the mall! Do you have any pepper spray? Or a stun gun? Or anything! I'll pay for it! I'll even pay for it if it means I'm broke!]
Dongfang Yuning's heart was screaming like a groundhog, and he felt extremely desperate.
System 118: [Host! This is a serious melon-eating system! We do not sell contraband! Moreover... the scan shows that your current physiological reaction... heart rate 180... body temperature 38.5... this... this doesn't seem... to be completely resistant? (System data flow is turbulent)]
[Bullshit! I was scared! It's a stress reaction! It's biological instinct! Find a solution quickly! Otherwise, I will perish with you! I will report you for spreading feudal dregs!]
Dongfang Yuning was filled with shame and anger, and felt that his rationality was about to break.
Just as Nangong Ye's lips were about to fall, Dongfang Yuning closed his eyes in despair, preparing to face the ultimate moment of "social death" (?) -
"Your Majesty, we have arrived at Wangjiang Tower."
The driver's respectful voice came through the thick curtains like a heavenly sound, with just the right hint of saving the world.
The ambiguous atmosphere in the carriage, which was about to explode, was suddenly interrupted by the driver's voice.
Nangong Ye's movements suddenly paused, and a trace of extreme displeasure at being interrupted and a strong sense of dissatisfaction that was almost tangible flashed in his eyes.
He took a deep breath, the breath scorching with heat, suppressing the turmoil in his heart that threatened to spiral out of control. He looked at the little thing in his arms, her eyes tightly closed, her eyelashes trembling like leaves in the wind, her face flushed and alluring. Finally, he slowly released his grip on her chin, and the arm around her waist loosened slightly, but still not completely.
Dongfang Yuning was as if she had been pardoned. She struggled to get off his legs using both her hands and feet, and scrambled back to the farthest corner. She gasped for breath, her face still red as blood. Her heart was beating so hard it seemed like it was going to burst through her chest. She didn't even dare to look at him, her mind was madly scrolling through her mind:
[Got… saved? Woohoo… I was so scared… I was almost… just almost…]
System 118: [Alarm cleared! Alarm cleared! Host, temporarily safe! However, the target is on the verge of extreme rage, experiencing 'desire dissatisfaction' and energy fluctuations at maximum risk! It is recommended that you exercise caution in your words and actions and reduce your presence! (Frantically wiping virtual sweat.jpg)]
Nangong Ye closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had forced himself back into that cold and majestic mask. However, the dark red remaining deep in his eyes and the low pressure emanating from his body showed that he was extremely unhappy at the moment.
He straightened his collar that was wrinkled by Dongfang Yuning, got off the carriage first, and then extended his hand to her without allowing her to refuse. His eyes carried a silent command: Come here.
Dongfang Yuning looked at the big hand with distinct joints that had left a burning sensation on his waist and chin. His face turned redder and he struggled internally:
[Tongzi...can I jump down by myself?]
System 118: [Based on the carriage's height and the host's current physical condition, the probability of spraining an ankle if jumping out of the carriage is 87.3%, and the probability of falling flat on your face is 12.6%. Recommendation... follow your heart.]
【……】
Dongfang Yuning surrendered in grief and indignation, and tremblingly placed his little hand into the warm big palm.
Nangong Ye held her hand firmly and helped her down from the carriage with moderate strength. His fingertips brushed across the back of her delicate hand, causing her to shudder slightly.
Wangjianglou, the most prestigious restaurant in Beijing. Nangong Ye was clearly a top VIP, and the owner personally came out to greet them, respectfully leading them to the "Lanyue Pavilion," a private room on the top floor with an excellent view.
However, just as I reached the corridor on the second floor, a female voice with an infinite amount of delicate and artificial surprise rang out:
"Ah! Isn't this His Royal Highness Prince Yong? What a coincidence! Shuang'er pays her respects to the prince!"
Following the sound, they saw two glamorously dressed young women standing not far away. One was dressed in a simple, moon-white skirt, with delicate makeup and a pair of eyes full of affection, a charming sight. It was none other than Liu Rushuang, the daughter of the Minister of Revenue and the capital's renowned "White Moonlight."
The other one was wearing a flamboyant rose-red riding habit, with a domineering look between her eyebrows. She was Zhao Feiyan, the daughter of the Minister of War, and was notoriously domineering.
Liu Rushuang walked forward gracefully, bowed to Nangong Ye, her eyes flickering, her voice so sweet it could suffocate people:
"Your Highness, long live the prince. Shuang'er and Sister Feiyan came here for a small gathering today. I didn't expect to meet Your Highness here by chance. It is truly Shuang'er's blessing."
Her gaze seemed to casually sweep over Nangong Ye holding Dongfang Yuning's hand, and a hint of jealousy flashed across her eyes, but the smile on her face was still flawless, as if she was wearing an exquisite mask.
Zhao Feiyan was much more direct. She first looked at Dongfang Yuning with undisguised criticism and contempt, as if she were looking at garbage. She paused for a moment on her slightly childish face and simple (in her opinion) dress. Then she gave Nangong Ye a perfunctory salute, her tone tinged with a hint of coquettishness:
"Your Highness! It's been a while since you've been to the stables! Feiyan just got a new Arabian horse, and I was hoping to get your opinion on it!"
She completely ignored Dongfang Yuning's existence, as if she was just a piece of air.
Dongfang Yuning: [……]
She felt like she was being stared at by two poisonous snakes, feeling uncomfortable all over and subconsciously trying to pull her hand back from Nangong Ye's palm.
Nangong Ye held his hand even tighter, without even raising his eyelids, as if he hadn't heard Liu Rushuang's hypocritical greeting, let alone seen Zhao Feiyan. He walked straight past them, his cold aura saying "get out".
The smile on Liu Rushuang's face froze for a moment, then she smiled a gentler, more pitiful smile. She moved lightly, skillfully blocking Nangong Ye, but keeping a safe distance of one step. Her voice became more gentle, with a hint of just the right amount of grievance:
"Your Highness, please stay. Shuang'er has no other intentions, but seeing this young lady...she is still young and unfamiliar. If she follows Your Highness around, Shuang'er is worried that she doesn't understand the rules of the capital and might offend Your Highness. That would be disastrous."
She finally looked at Dongfang Yuning sincerely, with a hypocritical concern of "I'm doing this for your own good."
Dongfang Yuning was about to open his mouth to retort when the excited and broken voice of System 118, which was about to eat melons, started firing like a machine gun in his mind:
[Beep beep beep! High-energy warning ahead! Massive landslide Shura Field has begun! Host, look! Live broadcast of the biggest melon of the year!]
[Target locked: Liu Rushuang, daughter of Minister of Revenue Liu Chengyin, and the renowned 'White Moonlight' actress in Beijing!]
[Melon field deep scan initiated… Scan completed! Holy crap! Host! This melon is either ripe, black, or rotten! The most poisonous melon of the year!]
[Surface personality: Gentle and kind, well-educated, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, a model of a noble lady in the capital, and can cry easily.]
[True Underwear: Best Actress of the Year! The Oscars and Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Awards owe her a hundred trophies!]
[Shocking revelation #1: Beneath the old locust tree in the southeast corner of her back garden, three of her personal maids are buried! The reason? The first accidentally broke her beloved mutton-fat jade bracelet (actually a fake glass one!); the second caught her late-night meeting with her lover, none other than the son of her father's political enemy! Tsk tsk, what a thrill!; and the third... simply because she thought the maid's smile was prettier than hers!]
[Shocking revelation 2: The hard copy of the evidence that her own father Liu Chengyin embezzled 3 million taels of disaster relief silver from Jiangnan was copied by her own hands, stroke by stroke, and then put in a sachet and sent it out in order to please a certain prince (note! Not from our Nangong family!) who wanted to overthrow her father and ascend to the throne!
The prince then turned around and sold her out, using this evidence to blackmail her father! Now her father thinks it was a political enemy who did it, and he curses at her every day! The epitome of a father who betrayed him!]
[Shocking revelation three: Her greatest talent isn't music, chess, calligraphy, or painting, but poison making! Hidden in the secret compartment of her boudoir dressing table is a pile of colorful bottles and jars!
The last time her pregnant concubine sister had an unexpected miscarriage, it was because she had given her a colorless, odorless abortion-inducing incense! She even managed to pin the blame on the favored Concubine Li! Killing two birds with one stone! Awesome PLUS!]
[Summary: A walking venomous scorpion beauty! Her heart is darker than ink! Host, stay away from her! Be careful, she might give you the "Smiling Half-Step Madness" or "One Day Death Powder"!]
Dongfang Yuning was stunned when she heard this, her mouth slightly open, her mind frantically scrolling through the screen:
[Wow…what the hell?! This is so shocking?! Tongzi, are you sure you scanned it correctly? This…this is even more outrageous than the storybook!]
System 118: [Absolutely true! Energy fluctuations, bioelectric information, and micro-expression analysis are completely consistent! This melon is guaranteed to be ripe, black, or rotten! No cheating!]
At the same time, System 118's scanning beam swished towards Zhao Feiyan, who was standing next to him with an impatient expression and a snort in her face.
[Beep! Target number two locked on: Zhao Feiyan (daughter of Zhao Gang, the Minister of War, the most beautiful woman in the capital, nicknamed 'Bloody Hand Butcher')]
[Melon field deep scan… Scan completed! Wow! Another heavyweight! A walking bomb!]
[Surface personality: straightforward (?), not particular about details?, likes riding and shooting, a daughter of a general (bah!).]
[True Underwear: Straightforwardness is a bummer! It's tyranny! It's disregard for human life!]
[Breaking News 1: Her so-called 'straightforwardness' means whipping her servants whenever she's in a bad mood! In the first half of this year alone, five seriously injured maids and servants were secretly carried out of her backyard and died! The reasons? One had scalded tea (60 degrees Celsius); one walked too loudly (wearing soft-soled shoes); and one... simply stood by to catch his breath while she lost at polo! He was whipped twenty times and beaten to death! She regards human life as worthless!]
[Breaking News 2: She fell for the handsome young scholar from the owner of Jinxiufang in the south city. He had a marriage contract and refused to comply, so she brought her servants to the shop and smashed it to pieces! She even had the young scholar's leg broken! Later, her father, Zhao Gang, used his power to suppress the incident and settled the matter with a small sum of money! The young scholar is still lying in bed! His fiancée ran away too!]
[Breaking News 3: She's having an affair with her father's bearded lieutenant general, Wang, who's even older than her father! It's happening in Room 3 of the "Yue Lai Inn" in the west of the city! Just so her father can add her idiot brother's name to his military record! Tsk tsk, to achieve their goals, they'll do anything, and make huge sacrifices! A real 'friendship without a shred of age' affair!]
[Summary: A walking bomb! Highly flammable and explosive! Host, stay away from her! Be careful, she might whip you! Her whip might even be stained with blood!]
Dongfang Yuning: [……]
She felt like she had stepped in dog shit when she went out today. This wasn't just a meal; it was like she had entered a den of demons! Each one was more vicious than the other!
Seeing that Nangong Ye still ignored her and didn't even look at her, Liu Rushuang secretly hated her in her heart, but the smile on her face became more kind. She focused her firepower on Dongfang Yuning, who looked easy to bully:
"Don't be afraid, little sister. I mean no harm. It's just that there are many nobles in the capital, and the rules are strict. You are young and new here, so I am afraid that you might accidentally break a taboo and cause trouble for the prince."
These words seemed to be sincere and heartfelt, but in fact, every word was belittling Dongfang Yuning, saying that he was of low status, did not know the rules, and was a troublemaker.
Zhao Feiyan also sneered, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the eavesdroppers to hear:
"Hmph, I wonder from which corner this wild girl came out, dressed so shabbily, is worthy of sharing a table with the prince? Your Majesty, you are of noble status, don't be deceived by some little goblin pretending to be innocent! This kind of bastard is not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"
Before Dongfang Yuning could get angry, System 118 in his mind had already started a "live broadcast" in an extremely exaggerated voice that blended the characteristics of various channels:
[(Imitating the Xinwen Lianbo voice, with clear pronunciation) Dear viewers! Dear viewers! This is Gossip System 118, bringing you a special report on the 'Wangjiang Tower Landslide'!]
[(Imitating a paparazzi's voice, mysterious) Shocking! Beijing's Bai Yueguang's image has completely collapsed! Ms. Liu Rushuang, are those three 'neighbors' sleeping peacefully under the locust tree in your backyard? Do you need this system to help you contact the 'Approaching Science' team for an in-depth report?]
[(Imitating emotional regulation, heartbroken) Shocked! Why did father and daughter turn against each other? Miss Liu, when you personally sent your father into a desperate situation, was it a sign of moral decline or a distortion of human nature? Is the 'gratuity' offered by the prince next door really that good?]
[(Imitating a science channel tone, serious and earnest) Attention! Attention! Miss Liu has been found to have multiple mixed neurotoxin residues! Danger Level: High! Innocent residents nearby are advised to evacuate immediately! I repeat, evacuate immediately! Cherish life, stay away from scorpions!]
Only Dongfang Yuning could hear this sound. She almost couldn't help but burst out laughing. She quickly lowered her head and her shoulders shook suspiciously.
System 118 continued, turning its attention to Zhao Feiyan:
[(Imitating the tone of Legal Online, with awe-inspiring righteousness) Next up is 'Rule of Law in Progress'! Miss Zhao Feiyan, the families of those you whipped have signed a blood oath! The leg-broken scholar from 'Jinxiufang' is collecting evidence! The law will not let any criminal escape!]
[(Imitating a sentimental hotline voice, gossiping) Oh wow! And that 'friendship regardless of age' between you and that 'old but vigorous' Lieutenant General Wang in Room 3 of the Yuelai Inn... This 'sincere friendship' that transcends age is truly moving! 'Devoting yourself' to your brother's future, you're truly a strong candidate for one of the top ten people who 'touched Dayong'!]
[(Imitating a variety show trailer, full of passion) For more explosive insider information, please stay tuned to Gossip System Channel 118! We'll be back... there might even be a sequel! (Virtual ending theme plays passionately)]
Dongfang Yuning was so exhausted from trying to hold back his laughter that his stomach cramped: [Tongzi! That's enough! Hahahaha! My CPU is about to burn out from all that channel switching!]
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