Wenren Yu flicked the ink-painted fan in her hand, her lazy and casual posture vanishing as she sat up straight. "What?!"
"Xiling and Nanli are just small countries. Why does Your Majesty need to personally lead the expedition? Such a trivial matter can be easily handled by sending a young general."
Wenren Yu's emotions were unusually turbulent. After speaking, he took a sip of tea to calm himself down, and only then did he feel somewhat calmer.
Feeling somewhat stuffy, he waved his ink-painted fan several times, sighing earnestly.
"Your Majesty, please heed my advice: there is no need for the emperor to personally lead the expedition."
Helian Nie smoothed his black dragon robe, sat down on the golden nanmu chair, his handsome features unchanged, his long, narrow peach blossom eyes slightly raised.
“Since Xiling has injured those ugly things, I will personally make them pay the price.”
Wenren Yu choked, speechless for a moment. When it concerned the princess, the Emperor's attitude and decisions were always utterly irrefutable.
But the situation is now irreversible; the unification of the world is imminent, and the Emperor cannot afford the slightest mishap. Wenren Yu, however, remains undeterred.
"Your Majesty, you think this way: the fact that you sent troops to attack Xiling and Nanli is the same as your personal act of avenging the princess."
"My mind is made up on this matter. You need not try to persuade me any further. During my absence, you will temporarily take over the affairs of the court with Helian Yi."
Helian Nie raised his hand slightly, stopping Wenren Yu from trying to persuade him further, and at the same time explained the arrangements for leaving the capital.
Wenren Yu was slightly taken aback. "Your Highness, the Crown Prince?" Since ancient times, when emperors personally led military campaigns, the crown prince or a powerful minister would temporarily handle state affairs. The Emperor has now entrusted you with this...
With His Highness the Crown Prince temporarily assuming state affairs, could it be that he has already decided to establish His Highness the Crown Prince as the future heir apparent?
But what was the purpose of all those actions she took for the Second Prince?
Wenren Yu frowned in thought, remaining silent for a long time. Helian Nie's handsome face, with its narrow, almond-shaped eyes, swept over Wenren Yu below him, and his thin, crimson lips parted slightly.
"Do you have any objections?"
His tone carried a hint of coldness, his imperial authority remaining impassive. Wenren Yu snapped out of her daze, closed her ink-painted fan, and shook her head.
"I have no objection."
Since the Emperor hasn't brought up the matter of establishing an heir apparent, as a subordinate official, he naturally has no obligation to speak up. To do so would be to overstep his bounds.
Such a provocation against the emperor's authority would be foolish. Wenren Yu has always considered himself extraordinary; let whoever wants to do such a stupid thing do it.
Helian Nie withdrew his gaze, picked up the ancient book on the table and began to peruse it. The scattered black five-clawed dragon robe was used to prop up the entire golden nanmu chair.
The pale golden sunlight shone on Helian Nie's handsome, sharply defined face, further emphasizing his regal and divine appearance.
Wenren Yu shook her head and clicked her tongue inwardly. To be honest, Heaven truly wasted the Emperor's face; such a first-rate appearance...
He ranked first among the most handsome men in the capital year after year, but the emperor, ironically, wasn't very interested in women. Look at him!
To him, this was simply a waste, no, what was that saying again, a squandering of resources!
Thinking about how she had carefully maintained her appearance over the years, Wenren Yu felt extremely resentful. She hadn't seen the Emperor take care of himself at all.
How come this face doesn't seem to have changed at all? Logically speaking, the Emperor is older than me, so he should at least show some signs of aging.
Wenren Yu's gaze was too intense, causing Helian Nie to frown in displeasure. He raised his eyes, his long, narrow, almond-shaped eyes sweeping coolly over Wenren Yu.
"Is there anything else?"
Wenren Yu: "...No, I will leave now."
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