As the saying goes, "family scandals should not be aired in public," so Wenren Yu swallowed back the words she was about to say.
The slight loss of composure on his handsome face vanished instantly, and the striking beauty mark at the corner of his eye lifted, transforming his already handsome face into that of a dashing and debonair prime minister.
"Your presence at my humble abode, young master, truly brings honor to my humble dwelling."
Bah! What utter nonsense! His Prime Minister's residence, a perfectly respectable place of everyday life, has been invaded by this detached and otherworldly Nan Rong Jinghua, who lives like a charlatan.
It was as if something from the underworld suddenly appeared in a perfectly normal human world, making him feel uneasy.
"Sorry to bother you."
Nan Rong Jinghua walked in alone, her gaze beneath the long silk robe landing on Wenren Yu, who wore a light blue robe and had a nonchalant air about him.
She nodded slightly, her voice as always, like a delicate orchid growing in a secluded valley, light and elegant.
Wearing a long, silver-white robe, her aura was as cool and serene as the bright moon. Her face was like a deity descended to earth; no matter how you looked at her, she was breathtakingly beautiful and impeccably pleasing to the eye.
Ironically, it was precisely this impeccable appearance that made Wenren Yu extremely unhappy.
This brat who looks like a charlatan stole his title as the second most handsome man in Kyoto, humph!
But an old fox is an old fox after all. Wenren Yujun smiled, exchanged some more pleasantries, and began to chat with Nanrong Jinghua.
Unfortunately, before the two could finish exchanging pleasantries, Wenren Yu's leg was tightly hugged by two small hands.
Helian Mou Sisi, who had been sitting obediently on the pear wood chair, eating candied fruit and swinging his short legs, was now...
I don't know when, but she got off the pear wood chair, and with her short little legs, she ran to Wenren Yu's side.
At this moment, little Sisi, the tiny girl, was already hugging Wenren Yu's leg tightly with her little hands, tilting her little face up, beaming with joy.
Seeing that Yu was looking over, Sisi called out in a sweet, soft voice,
"Handsome boy, Sisi has come to see you again~!"
Wenren Yu: "…………"
Thinking of the large Buddha statue in the secret chamber, Wenren Yujun's eyelids twitched violently.
Well, little princess, you really didn't need to come see me. You didn't see my gloomy face just now, it was as black as the bottom of a pot!
Wenren Yu was originally in a secret room discussing strategies to deal with the Wen family with Helian Nie and several trusted ministers.
Ever since the rumors started, and that old scoundrel from Wenyi failed to get the explanation he wanted from the Emperor in court that day,
The situation and relations have become increasingly tense, and things have been quite unsettled in the imperial court and the capital these past two days.
Just considering the assassins Yue Lou sent into the palace to try and kill the emperor, as well as the death squads raised by the Wen family, there have already been wave after wave of them.
Several waves of assassins entered Yongqing Palace, where the little princess resided, their intentions clear: they were targeting the princess.
Unable to find the little princess, they changed course to kill the second prince, but unfortunately, they were all wiped out by Di Ying.
Of course, some of them were personally dealt with by the Second Prince.
Recalling the scene she witnessed that day, Wenren Yu still felt a chill run down her spine. At that time, the Emperor had only sent two secret guards to guard Yongqing Palace, but they never expected to fall into the trap set by the Jianghu assassins.
At that time, he was preparing to leave the palace. Passing by Yongqing Palace, he heard some unusual noises and, feeling wary and worried, went inside to take a look.
What he saw was truly terrifying; even someone as accustomed to bloodshed as him was terrified.
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