“Jinjin.”
Yun Munian called out softly, her palms sweating with nervousness:
"I know nothing about this, you have to believe me!"
"Yes, I believe you."
Si Jin responded quickly, but it was unclear whether she truly believed him or not.
Her slightly upturned peach blossom eyes held a hint of a smile.
Seemingly drunk but not quite, both real and fake.
He stepped forward and handed the painting to Yun Munian, his voice gentle:
"I have always trusted you."
Therefore, Minister Yun, please don't disappoint me.
Having said that, he gracefully stepped out of the palace gate.
Not long after they left, they heard Yun Munian and the Empress Dowager arguing loudly.
A seemingly unbreakable alliance, harboring hidden feelings.
The whole thing crumbled instantly because of the boy's two simple sentences.
… …
For Yun Munian, this was the first time since his rebirth that he had seen Si Jin with such gentle eyes.
That look gave him hope.
Let him understand that his heart still belongs to him and has not been taken away by Gu Linyuan.
These past few days, I've just been sulking with him.
As long as he gets the Empress Dowager to issue an edict of self-reproach, Jinjin will definitely return to his side!
For the Empress Dowager, she never expected that her sordid thoughts would be exposed so quickly.
In order not to be ridiculed by the world, and in order not to annoy Yun Mu Nian.
After a huge argument, he finally agreed to issue an edict of self-reproach.
Yun Munian was finally satisfied.
Before leaving, he asked the Empress Dowager for an imperial edict.
The message reads: According to the Imperial Advisor's calculations, the severed head of General Gu Linyuan, hanging above the city gate, is an ominous sign and an obstacle to the fate of the Tianqi Kingdom. Therefore, the Imperial Advisor is hereby ordered to remove it and return it to the General's residence.
Holding the imperial edict, Yun Munian swaggered off the severed head and entered the general's mansion in grand style.
He held a brocade box in his hands, standing tall and straight in the main hall of the general's mansion.
His whole body exuded four big words—
A triumphant moment!
Today he's going to throw this ominous head in the main hall of the General's Mansion to really disgust Gu Linyuan.
Let him understand who is the supreme ruler in this dynasty.
… …
At that time, Gu Linyuan was practicing swordsmanship in the training ground in the backyard of the mansion.
A sword dance moved the wind and leaves, even disrupting the surrounding air pressure.
The old steward who came to invite the person stood outside the drill ground for half an hour, but couldn't find a chance to interject.
She then turned her head, her face full of sorrow, and looked at Gu Huai beside her:
"My lord, what's wrong with the general? He's been practicing swordsmanship ever since he came back from the palace. It's almost evening now, and he's practically stripped all the leaves off the surrounding sycamore trees."
"I don't know." Gu Huai shook his head expressionlessly. "I don't know."
What I was really thinking was: I think the general must be venting his resentment here because his love was rejected.
Perhaps the man he's interested in doesn't like men.
But can he tell the old housekeeper about this?
He had to save face for the general!
Unable to decipher the complex emotions in Gu Huai's eyes, the old steward could only stand outside the training ground and call out from afar:
"General, the Imperial Advisor has arrived. He says he has something to discuss with you!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Linyuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
A flash of sword light.
Crack!
The two sycamore trees closest to him suddenly snapped.
Immediately afterwards, two towering trees, large enough for three people to encircle, crashed uncontrollably to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust that made people cough repeatedly.
Outside the training ground.
Gu Huai looked on with admiration: "General, you are so amazing! You can break trees with just the wind from your sword without even touching them!"
The old butler looked distressed: "This...this...this is a century-old sycamore tree planted by the old general when he was young! He just cut it down like that?!"
Gu Linyuan then emerged from the training ground, wiping the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, and coldly ordered:
"No need to serve him tea or give him a seat, just leave him to cool off."
Having said that, he picked up his sword and headed straight for the main hall.
The way he was acting made it look like he was about to chop someone up.
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Warning: Massive carnage ahead!
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