Zhao Ziyang’s expression gradually beca serious.
"Miss Su Yan, I would not dare disturb you unless it was absolutely necessary."
"Hmm?"
"His Highness is about to ascend the throne. If word of this matter spreads, it will surely tarnish His Highness’ reputation, and might lead to him being labeled as a tyrant."
"You an..."
"I would like to ask Miss Su Yan to advise him and hopefully persuade His Highness to revoke his order."
Su Yan blinked her eyes and fell silent for a while.
Then the next second, she seed a bit wilted.
She whispered,
"I haven’t seen him for several days."
Still persuade?
He is already angry with her.
A sharp light flashed in Zhao Ziyang’s eyes,
"Did Miss Su Yan have a quarrel with His Highness?"
"I don’t even know what happened."
Looking at Su Yan’s wilted deanor.
He then thought about his recent visits to His Highness, noticing His Highness’ complexion getting worse day by day.
He also rembered leaving from Nantang with instructions to seek Su Yan’s help here.
Zhao Ziyang suddenly laughed.
Did His Highness quarrel with Miss Su Yan, causing repercussions on bystanders?
Unable to vent his anger on this lady, his mood beca increasingly sullen day by day?
Zhao Ziyang found it amusing internally.
But in the blink of an eye, he had made up his mind.
"Miss Su Yan, could you bear to see hundreds of lives be decapitated in an instant?"
Su Yan felt no ripples in her heart, she just looked at him without speaking.
Zhao Ziyang continued,
"If you can persuade His Highness and save these three hundred souls, you shall be the nation’s hero among all the civil and military officials."
Su Yan conflicted,
"But I can’t see him."
Zhao Ziyang showed surprise,
"How could Miss Su Yan be not able to see him? His Highness is in the Imperial Study Room every day, you can see him whenever you wish."
What is Zhao Ziyang up to?
Dealing with cunning people every day, his persuasive skills are top-notch.
Hence, after half an hour.
Su Yan was already on her way to the Imperial Study Room, holding a plate of pastries.
While on her way, she muttered the rehearsed lines,
"Your Highness, these days I think of you daily; I can’t eat well, I can’t sleep, and I dream about you at night. But you did not co to see , thus I had to co see you myself..."
Xiao Hua stayed in her earring, instructing,
"Host, you must sound genuine, don’t recite it like reading a textbook."
Su Yan paused,
"Okay."
Xiao Hua then asked,
"Host, did you rember what Pri Minister Zhao taught you to say?"
"Yes, Your Highness, the Eldest Prince and the Second Prince have been executed, both suspected of plotting rebellion, a grave and heinous cri, but their guards and maids are innocent, and You, Your Highness, are rciful..."
"Host, you are really impressive!"
Xiao Hua couldn’t help but express admiration upon hearing her Host repeating it flawlessly.
Chunhua, following behind Su Yan, took in all these words too.
She just managed to suppress her laughter.
If His Highness knew that soone else coached these words, who knows what would happen.
As Su Yan was nearing the Imperial Study Room, she suddenly heard a voice coming from up ahead,
"Princess, look, who is that ahead?"
There was a hint of sarcasm in the tone.
Su Yan paused her steps and looked up.
There she saw Princess Ouyang Ling of Zhu Ri Country, dressed in a bright red, bewitching outfit, walking with a playful tinkling of her bells.
Neither of them expected to encounter each other here.
But swiftly, Ouyang Ling crossed her arms, snickered coldly, and approached Su Yan.
Chunhua stepped forward, standing in front of Su Yan, and courteously addressed Ouyang Ling,
Her voice gentle,
"Princess, Miss Su Yan is going to see His Highness and cannot afford a delay."
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