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Regarding death, Jingnan Hui truly had no hesitation at all. Sang Qingxiao gave him enough time and space to cast a spell to conceal the child's identity and to say a final farewell. The longer Jingnan Hui was alone, the more pain those in the palace felt. Sang Qingxiao observed coldly from a hidden place, feeling a slight sense of satisfaction.
I wonder how Miss Sang is doing? Is that a worried attitude? The sunflower seeds he was cracking were delicious!
Huo Qi looked at Mingze with a smile. He had once been a military general and disliked interacting with civil officials. Whenever they spoke, it was always in flowery language, and arguments would ensue where straightforward words couldn't compete with their elaborate expressions. Sometimes, he couldn't even understand what the other person was saying, which left him at a disadvantage.
Mingze, this official, surprised him. He showed no hostility towards military officers, had a particularly clear mind, handled matters smoothly, and was well-educated and polite. Even if you discussed the intricacies of martial arts with him, he could break it down for you step by step.
Hmm, he’s quite impressive.
Huo Qi shot back at him, but Mingze didn't get angry. Neither Black General nor Yongxin Marquis showed any signs of anxiety; Miss Sang should be fine. However, it had been quite a while.
Mingze silently counted—four hours had passed since many ministers entered the palace, and the Harem Ladies had also come over, while the Princes brought their guards along. With so many people around, I suspect someone is already speaking ill of Miss Sang. If this battle ends in victory, there will be plenty of envious people wanting to take credit. If it ends in defeat, the matter concerning Fuzhou involves many complexities; to evade blame, they would throw all sorts of dirt onto Miss Sang.
Hmph! Can they really do that? The Fuzhou incident began more than a decade ago; my Xiaoxiao has only been in the capital for a few months!
Mingze snorted coldly. The court was very complicated; there was no clear right or wrong. It was common for white to be painted black.
Huo Qi heard this and recalled past events before murmuring that he wasn't afraid; there would surely be people protecting her. Xiaoxiao was clever and capable herself. The world was vast; outside Jingjing City, there were plenty of places to establish a Small Tavern.
But you—aren't you the head official? What are you doing squatting here in this corner with me?
The matter isn't over yet; what is there to argue about? It's just those same old tricks that I've grown tired of hearing. Besides, I usually make my entrance last.
Saying this, he added proudly, "How about it? The place I brought you to isn’t bad, right? Nine Dragon Wall—made of semi-transparent special material. I even invited a High Monk to chant sutras and bless it. It’s an artifact from the previous dynasty; the Great Jing Dynasty Monarch only kept it because it looked impressive, but I believe it holds deeper significance."
Looking around at the buildings, even if they were built sturdily, there were slight damages and cracks everywhere except for this Nine Dragon Wall. It was half a palm thick—a thin slab that remained completely undamaged despite their fierce fighting and blocked all light swords' shadows.
Huo Qi retorted without anger that it also helped conceal your poor image of squatting on the ground cracking seeds.
That’s because you were cracking them too deliciously! Besides, it's almost been five hours since we entered the palace—I'm starving!
While you're thinking about food, why not show some concern for your majesty? That room full of royal nobles is almost hoarse from shouting.
There are plenty of people concerned; I'm not needed among them. Besides, I haven't been idle either—I'm keeping an eye on the battle situation for his majesty.
You old fox!
"Hehe, same here."
Huo Qi said with confusion, "I saw some ministers wailing as they entered the palace. It must be due to the chaos with the medicine. But you don't seem to be in pain. With your status, hasn't His Majesty rewarded you?"
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