In the study room.
Pri Minister Zhao and General Lin stood on either side, both saluted when Third Prince walked in.
"Your Highness"
"Your Highness"
Xuanyuan Yonghao sat down on a red sandalwood chair, his eyes lowered, his expression indifferent.
After a long silence, Lin Liqiang could not hold back anymore and spoke first,
"Your Highness! That woman’s Martial Arts moves are unprecedented, and she was hiding under a tree listening to my conversation with Pri Minister Zhao. I believe now is a critical mont, it’s better to mistakenly kill a hundred than to let one escape!"
The voice of the tough man carried an undertone of iron-blooded vigilance from deep within his bones.
Xuanyuan Yonghao’s eyelids twitched, lifting his gaze which was dark and profound as he stared at General Lin, the air pressure around him low, only to hear him utter,
"Oh?"
It was unclear whether he agreed or disagreed.
Seeing that Your Highness was slow to take a stance, Lin Liqiang couldn’t help but ask again,
"Your Highness..."
But just as he uttered the title, Pri Minister Zhao had already reached out to stop him.
Listening to Zhao Ziyang’s voice, refined and gentle,
"Your Highness, today, my visit here with General Lin presumably caught the attention of both the Eldest Prince and the Second Prince."
Pausing briefly, he continued,
"It seems the Eldest Prince has sensed sothing; he feels like he’s probing into Your Highness’s matters."
Xuanyuan Yonghao’s voice was tranquil, yet the words he uttered carried a hint of coolness,
"If it cannot be concealed, then so be it."
His lips curled up slightly, his deep gaze fixated on a certain spot, always giving one a chilling sensation.
He chuckled lightly,
"Even if the foundation is excavated, no significant storm can be stirred up anymore."
Following that, the conversation extended for another half an hour.
Just as it was about to conclude, Lin Liqiang once again couldn’t help bringing up the matter concerning the maid, Su Yan.
"Your Highness, I think that maid..."
His words were cut short by Xuanyuan Yonghao,
"General Lin"
"I am here," he replied.
The tone of soone was somber,
"Since when did you start ddling in my household affairs?"
The air was still for a mont, and Lin Liqiang clasped his hands in front,
"I dare not."
Hearing his words, Xuanyuan Yonghao sitting on the chair began smiling, the coldness seemingly dissipating.
"Nantang"
"Present"
"See the two guests out."
"Understood."
As he spoke, Nantang opened the door to the study, presenting a gesture of farewell.
When Lin Liqiang and Zhao Ziyang finally left Xuanyuan Yonghao’s territory, after a long while, Lin Liqiang hesitated montarily,
"Pri Minister, both of us, this is..."
He seed unsure.
Zhao Ziyang nodded, sowhat bemused,
"We’ve been kicked out."
The two, one holding authority over literature and the other over the military.
Wherever they went, they were respectfully feted, even the Emperor always showed them so courtesy.
Now, to think that they were driven out by the very Prince they supported, as if shooing away flies.
The inner feelings of this exchange, perhaps only they themselves could understand.
Lin Liqiang’s expression was complex for a mont, but soon, his thoughts were tangled again concerning Su Yan.
He has been brooding over that maid whose skills are extraordinary and origins dubious.
Having her near Your Highness, he genuinely feared for Your Highness’s safety.
Lin Liqiang frowned for a long while,
"I must remind Your Highness to be vigilant."
anwhile, Zhao Ziyang still appeared refined and gentle, showing no signs of worry.
Lin Liqiang was puzzled,
"Pri Minister, aren’t you worried?"
"Worried about what?"
"That maid, her remarkable skills and dubious background, she might very well endanger His Highness."
Zhao Ziyang raised his eyebrows, his voice gentle yet profound,
"General, what do you think of His Highness?"
Lin Liqiang patted his chest, his voice rough,
"Need you ask?! He is loyal and courageous, strategically astute, and has never looked down upon us Martial Artists."
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