"Nothing, I was just thinking about how to thank Your Highness for sending the letter."
This was true. Although Fei Wan believed that the value of her information could offset the loss, she was really distressed that Pei Yanzhou sent people to protect her.
However, Pei Yanzhou seemed to see through her thoughts, and with a slight smile on his face, he added, "If you want me to help you deliver a letter, one piece of news is not enough."
Fei Wan walked to the table and took out new cups and teacups. She lowered her eyes and brewed tea: "Your Highness, please speak."
Pei Yanzhou chuckled softly, his clear and clean voice coming from behind him, with a hint of casualness.
"I can't think of it now, so I'll owe it to you first. When I do, you can't refuse me."
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Fei Wan paused for a moment before filling the tea cup. She turned around and was about to ask what he meant, but Eleven was the only one left by her side.
"He's gone?"
Fei Wan looked at Eleven, who nodded silently.
Fei Wan looked at the teacup on the table and couldn't help feeling puzzled.
How come the person disappeared while she was pouring a cup of tea?
Fei Wan turned his gaze to Eleven. Since he was the one who sent this person here, he must know him very well.
Fei Wan felt a little curious about Pei Yanzhou, and she looked out the window.
"Your Highness...is he always so elusive?"
Eleven was silent.
Fei Wan glanced at him calmly, and Eleven had to say, "I cannot reveal it, but if His Highness wants to leave, there should be nothing that can stop him."
Eleven's words were euphemistic, but Fei Wan understood what he meant. As she expected, Pei Yanzhou's martial arts were superb, and no one could match him even in the imperial palace.
Fei Wan smiled and said, "Then do you know who taught your Highness this martial art?"
Eleven kept silent.
When Fei Wan pressed the issue, Eleven could only reply, "Princess, please don't embarrass me. There are some things about Your Highness that I cannot reveal."
"Then let's not talk about Your Highness, let's talk about you."
Fei Wan didn't embarrass him. She smiled, looked at the poured tea, and simply handed it to Eleven: "Eleven..."
Fei Wan paused slightly, "What was your name before?"
Eleven didn't take the tea. He replied respectfully, "I dare not overstep the bounds. I don't have a name, so please call me Eleven, Princess."
Fei Wan was a little curious: "You are ranked eleventh in martial arts?"
Eleven shook his head and explained, "It's calculated based on the order in which the subordinates became His Highness's secret guards."
Fei Wan understood, and she asked with a smile, "Who is more powerful, you or your Highness? Or the other secret guards ranked before you?"
Fei Wan was just joking, telling Eleven not to be so restrained in front of her.
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Eleven seemed to have thought of something, and sadness flashed across his eyes. He frowned and said again, "Of course, Your Highness. As for... the last question, I cannot answer it for you, Princess."
Fei Wan noticed that something was wrong with him, but he didn't ask any more questions. Only after Eleven left did Fei Wan start to think about it.
As a secret guard, he has to keep his emotions hidden while cooking. If anything could make him reveal these emotions, it must be extremely sad.
Fei Wan had heard in the palace that Pei Yanzhou had been assassinated before coming to Xiao Dynasty, but it was just a rumor among the palace people.
Now it seems... this matter may be related to the rumors.
When he first came to Xiao Dynasty, Pei Yanzhou was only a teenager going to a foreign country.
First he was abandoned by his own country, and now even the people who were protecting him are in trouble.
To him... it was too cruel.
Fei Wan looked out the window and saw the jade tea flowers, and couldn't help but think...
How did Pei Yanzhou spend the past few years in the palace?
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