The Imperial Study.
"Oh, Your Majesty, tell me, where did Si Beitao hide that old scoundrel from Wenyi?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, I don't know why, but since I haven't seen that old scoundrel Wenyi's corpse, I'm itching with desire."
Wenren Yu, sitting at the lower end, took a sip of tea, put down his teacup, and waved a new ink-painted fan in his hand.
The eagle at the door had its head down, feeling ashamed that it had failed to capture Si Beitao and Wen Yi the night before.
Helian Nie leaned back lazily in the nanmu chair, holding a booklet in his hand, which contained a detailed list of the confiscated property from the Wen family and its contents deposited into the national treasury.
"Your Majesty, I have heard that the Imperial Concubine committed suicide by poisoning herself last night?"
Wenren Yu didn't care whether Helian Nie answered her or not; she was already in a good mood after copying the Wen family's Prime Minister's work.
Leaning slightly forward, his handsome face was partially hidden by a painted fan, and his upturned phoenix eyes looked gossipily at Helian Nie on the nanmu chair.
"Um."
Helian Nie didn't even raise his eyes, only letting out a soft groan in response to Wenren Yu's gossipy question.
"I have also heard that the Imperial Concubine dressed up, put on her wedding gown, and took poison to commit suicide while holding a robe that the former Crown Prince had worn?"
Helian Nie raised his long, narrow, peach-blossom-like eyes and looked coldly at Wenren Yu, while the Prime Minister was engrossed in gossip.
He couldn't possibly notice Helian Nie's reaction. He shook his ink-painted fan, clicked his tongue twice, and shook his head.
"Alas, if you ask me, this Imperial Concubine is truly devoted. So many years have passed, yet she still remains deeply in love with the former Crown Prince."
"In the past, I thought that the Imperial Concubine was just putting on an act, that she was too fake. But after this incident, I have suddenly changed my opinion."
"Alas, it's just a pity for Your Majesty; your head is indeed green with envy."
As Wenren Yu spoke, a hint of sympathy appeared in her upturned phoenix eyes as she glanced at Helian Nie, who was sitting on a nanmu chair.
Helian Nie's handsome face darkened for a moment, his peach blossom eyes turning to Wenren Yu with a sinister and chilling gaze.
"I have never touched her."
He has no interest in Helian Yu's women.
The villainous tyrant's meaning is very clear: he does not acknowledge Wen Changle as his woman.
Unfortunately, the Prime Minister's thinking was a bit off at the moment, and he didn't understand Helian Nie's implied meaning at all.
He put away the ink-painted fan he was waving, slapped his thigh with his other hand, and looked excitedly at Helian Nie at the head of the table.
"Just considering the Imperial Concubine's deep affection for the former Crown Prince and her chastity over the years, she deserves a prestigious memorial archway for her virtue!"
Long Eagle: "..."
He raised his hand, opened the door to the Imperial Study, and in no time, Wenren Yu came out of the Imperial Study, rubbing his nose and shaking his ink-painted fan.
"Hey, Eagle, the weather is really nice today."
Wenren Yu raised his hand and patted Changying on the shoulder. To cover up his embarrassment, he looked at the sky and blurted out this sentence out of the blue.
Changying subtly shifted his body slightly, lowering his cold, hard voice as he kindly offered a reminder.
"My lord, if you don't leave soon, the Emperor might use the snake pit in the back mountain to scare you."
Wenren Yu: "..."
There's no need to be so realistic.
The Prime Minister took a deep breath, patted Changying on the shoulder again, then looked up at the sky with a melancholy expression, stepped down the stairs and left.
Life is so vast and uncertain, full of setbacks and hardships. And beauties, here comes the truth!
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