After all, they were both thick-skinned people, and Wenren Yu was only embarrassed for a short while before quickly recovering.
Wenren Yu shook his embroidered robe, raised his hand to his forehead, and feigned sorrow on his handsome, almost painted face, wailing in anguish.
"General, you are unaware of this!"
This shout was indeed somewhat like the style of a Peking Opera performer, which made everyone in the hall's scalp tingle.
Sitting between the two elders of the Wen family, Helian You, who was taking small bites of peach shortbread, silently rolled his eyes: Uncle is going to talk nonsense again, how scary.
Helian Yi, who was quietly sipping tea in a long, dark white robe, was startled by Wenren Yu's voice and paused slightly in his tea-serving motion.
He subconsciously looked up at the little girl sitting on the gilded dragon throne, worried that the sound would frighten her.
But what came into view was a little girl happily waving her tiny feet, eating crystal grapes, her rosy little face full of excitement and relish.
Helian Yi: "..."
Okay, he's overthinking it.
Wen Yiguo's face twitched violently. Based on his understanding of Wenren Yu, he knew that what the brat was about to say would definitely not be anything nice.
Wen Yi was right. He saw Wenren Yu cover his chest with one hand, look at Wen Yi, and his handsome face was filled with extreme heartache.
"General, you misunderstand me. As soon as I received the invitation from the Imperial Concubine, I immediately and carefully put it away, even placing it in my study."
The Prime Minister's study had never been disturbed by snakes, insects, or rodents, but for some reason, this mouse specifically gnawed on the invitation card sent by the Imperial Concubine; it wouldn't gnaw on anything else.
General, you say this, I am also deeply saddened by this, I am...
In the end, Wenren Yu pounded her chest in grief, shook her head in anguish, and wiped away non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes with her embroidered robe.
The performance, though somewhat exaggerated, did genuinely convey a sense of sorrow. Those in the hall, however, held a negative view of Wenren Yu.
It's understandable that he softened his heart; in truth, you can't entirely blame the prime minister, can you?
The Prime Minister also said that the rats didn't gnaw on anything but that invitation card. Sigh, who knows, it really might be the invitation card that's the problem.
Some people, however, were still shaken. Thankfully, they had stored their invitations in wooden boxes; otherwise, those invitations would have been gnawed by the rats by now.
The Prime Minister could still speak to the General with some respect, but these people dared not ask for face in front of the General.
Among the guests were several young ladies from prominent families who admired Wenren Yu's status and appearance. Seeing their beloved in such a state, they were heartbroken and distressed.
She would either tug at her mother's sleeve, begging her to ask her father to say a few words to Wenren Yu, or she would whisper to her sisters beside her.
In an instant, a commotion arose in the hall as people spoke well of Wenren Yu.
Wenren Yu was delighted. Under the cover of his embroidered robe, a slight smile curved his thin lips on his handsome, almost painted face.
Look at his ever-present charm and irresistible charisma; he's truly loved by girls wherever he goes.
Wen Yi's square face trembled with anger. Most of the people speaking were young ladies from noble families, while he, a dignified general, was the opposite.
He couldn't possibly argue with these ignorant women from their secluded chambers. He glared at Wenren Yu with fierce eyes, wishing he could tear Wenren Yu to pieces. What a brat!
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