Wenren Yu was the prime minister, the head of the civil officials, and Nan Hong was also a civil official. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a fleeting glimpse of hostility in Nan Hong's eyes.
Wenren Yu's handsome face, as if painted with ink, narrowed his phoenix eyes and subconsciously looked up in the direction where Helian Yi was standing, taking in the emotions that Helian Yi couldn't hide on his gentle face.
A deep thought crossed Wenren Yu's mind, and a hint of worry also arose.
Will His Highness the Crown Prince be led astray by that stubborn old man, Nan Hong?
Helian Nie sat in his high seat, and no emotional change on the faces of anyone below him escaped his notice.
His long, slender fingers, with distinct knuckles, rhythmically tapped the gilded dragon throne armrests. Suddenly, a smile curved his handsome, thin, crimson lips.
"Oh."
A chilling sneer sent a shiver down the spines of the ministers in the hall, who were already harboring their own thoughts and surging emotions. They lowered their heads, suppressed their thoughts, and dared not look at the emperor on the dragon throne.
"I know what you're thinking. Those of you who don't want to die, take your thoughts back. I'm not old enough to need you to carry out my last will and testament."
The emperor's words were a double entendre, so frightening that the ministers, who had just been harboring their own thoughts and considering which side to take, suddenly collapsed to their knees.
"Your Majesty, we dare not! May Your Majesty live ten thousand years!"
One person spoke, and everyone echoed, "We dare not! May Your Majesty live ten thousand years!"
Helian Nie's narrow, peach-blossom eyes swept over the kneeling officials, lingering for a moment, especially on Nan Hong.
The emperor's imposing aura was undisguised, and Nan Hong felt his scalp tingle. His Majesty, could it be that he has discovered something? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible.
When Helian's wicked eyes fell on Helian Yi, there was a hint of dissatisfaction in them. He was too obsessed and too attached to his feelings, which was not the behavior of an emperor.
Today's court session ended under the emperor's imposing presence. As the emperor's dark dragon robe departed, the assembled officials were still shaken.
**
Imperial College (Guozijian)
Because of yesterday's kiss, Helian Si was upset and didn't sleep well, resulting in two panda eyes this morning.
"Princess, we've arrived," the coachman's voice rang out from outside.
"I know." Helian Si yawned as he got off the carriage. Before he could even stand properly, his head was rubbed.
"Um?"
Helian Si turned around in surprise, and his eyes met those of his third brother, the Third Prince. His eyes lit up instantly, and he threw himself into Helian You's arms.
"Third brother, you've arrived."
"Yes, I've finished what my uncle asked me to do."
Helian You was dressed in a sky-blue robe, with a tall and slender figure, a fair and handsome face, and eyes as clear as spring water. He was a young man as beautiful as jade.
Didn't sleep well last night?
Helian You noticed the weariness in Helian Si's eyes, frowned, and asked with concern.
Mentioning this, Helian Si jolted awake, instantly remembering the kiss he shared with the handsome tutor the day before.
Helian Si gently patted his cheeks to make sure they weren't burning before letting out a sigh of relief.
"What's wrong?"
Helian You frowned even more, touched Helian Si's forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief when he felt nothing unusual.
"No, no, Third Brother, let's go in."
Helian Si was afraid that Helian You would press her further, lest she inadvertently reveal that she had kissed the handsome tutor.
That would be a serious matter. Not to mention the Emperor, his brothers alone would be enough to hang him up and beat him in turns.
Waaah, it must have been so hard for her.
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