Die weibliche Nebenfigur ist unschuldig

Kapitel 76

"I want to drink tea."

There was no sound, but a cup of bright green, fragrant Biluochun tea was handed to me.

"Hungry."

Eight exquisite dishes of official porcelain were presented to me in a flowing stream. Unfolding them, each dish held a beautiful pastry that was even more enticing than the official porcelain itself.

No one answered, but the voice remained indifferent: "I'm tired."

A pair of delicate, jade-white hands gently landed on her shoulders, applying just the right amount of pressure.

"It's hot, so hot." Her tone grew increasingly impatient.

A gentle breeze wafted in from both sides through the long, fine silk fans.

All the servants remained silent.

"I'm sleepy, I want to sleep!" The person being served had already turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and their tone was extremely unpleasant. This time, finally, a voice rang out. A beautiful young woman in palace attire bowed slightly, "Your Excellency, please follow me to the side hall to rest..."

"Ah!—" A scream that could no longer be endured was followed by a loud "bang." A priceless ancient inkstone had been shattered into powder in the hands of a morally corrupt person.

A young man in a green shirt jumped out from under a mountain of memorials, his face flushed, eyes wide, hands on his hips, and roared, "I don't want to review any more memorials! I want to go home!"

A pair of clear, cold eyes swept over him, and Yuwen Ke spoke indifferently, "Little Ye Zi."

Xiao Yezi was so shocked by the Left Prime Minister's series of actions that she almost lost her composure. When she heard the Crown Prince's authoritative and cold voice, she suddenly shuddered and pinched herself hard on the leg before she came to her senses. She hurriedly forced her jaw to close, which had almost dropped to the ground in shock, and replied in a panic, "This servant is here."

"Didn't you see that the Left Prime Minister's inkstone is broken? Go and fetch another one." The Crown Prince's voice was extremely calm, without the slightest ripple, and his expression remained unchanged, as calm as the surface of an autumn lake.

"Yes." Xiao Yezi hurriedly took a few steps back and went to the palace gate to instruct the eunuchs under her command to fetch it.

Before he could finish explaining, a loud rustling sound rang out. He turned around in surprise and gasped.

The floor was littered with messy memorials, with the angry Left Prime Minister standing to one side, the huge nanmu desk that had suddenly become empty, and the palace-dressed girl who was stunned with fright.

Chapter 156: Guilty Heart

Standing amidst the chaotic pile of memorials scattered on the floor, I was so angry I was about to explode.

What kind of luck is this? To run into this lunatic prince, this deadbeat killer, this brain-dead idiot killer. I just came to see him about something, but he gave me the cold shoulder and refused to see me for ages.

Fine, I don't want to see you anyway. I'm too lazy to even look at you. Just go back to your room and do whatever you want.

As a result, just as he reached the palace gate, he bumped into an iron wall-like embrace. When he looked up, he saw a face as black as his name, and before he could say anything, he was dragged back to the East Palace.

Then he dug out a whole bunch of old memorials and, without saying a word, dragged me along to review them.

Speechless.

Are you kidding me? I became the female prime minister just for fun, not to be dragged into doing hard labor and handling all these tedious government affairs! Last time, helping him get rid of Li Jinhuan in court was fun and exciting, but these little things are just pure trouble.

The Left Chancellor? Hmph, does he think that just because he's an official, I have to obey him? Trying to control me with that? Don't even think about it. To be honest, I've never been managed like this before. If being a female chancellor has to be this hard, I'd rather not be one.

"...I don't want an inkstone, I don't want anything else, I don't want anything at all. Why do I have to approve all these things? I don't care about any of this..." Who wants to deal with all this messy stuff? It's even more tiring than taking the college entrance exam back in the day.

Ignoring the palace maids and eunuchs who were nearly fainting from fright, I waved my arms, raised my chin slightly, and shouted provocatively.

So what if you're the crown prince? I've never seen you this skilled when you were an assassin.

snort!

Yuwen Ke's face turned ashen. He slammed his large hand on the table with a loud bang. Several palace maids and eunuchs couldn't withstand the force of his attack; their legs buckled and they collapsed to the ground. The next second, they scrambled to their feet in fright.

My gaze was drawn to the pale-faced palace servants, and I couldn't help but feel both annoyed and amused. The corners of my mouth turned up slightly, and then I pursed my lips in displeasure.

I'm so confused! What's wrong with this guy? Why can't I understand him? I've told him so many times, I don't want this approved, I have something to do, I need to leave the palace, but he just won't understand.

Ugh! Just thinking about it makes me want to break down again...

Yuwen Ke's cold gaze swept over the surroundings, and the temperature seemed to drop several degrees instantly. Amidst the rustling sounds, everyone seemed to have received special treatment, their faces filled with gratitude, and they vanished in an instant.

"You don't care about any of this?" He looked at me, expressionless. "Then what do you care about? What do you think the Left Prime Minister is? A leisurely job that you can play around with whenever you want? A job that you can come and go as you please?"

"I..." I opened my mouth.

"The Left Chancellor is the Emperor and the Crown Prince's right-hand man. He must advance and retreat together with the Emperor and the Crown Prince, and handle state affairs together. Don't you know that? Then do you know what it means to advance and retreat together, and what it means to handle state affairs together? Hmm?... Now you say you won't do these things? Then tell me, what do you want to do? After you've turned my court into chaos, after you've made my officials panic, what do you want to do? Do you want to just walk away? Do you want to watch the fire from the other side of the river, or do you want to coldly watch the show?" Yuwen Ke stared at me, slowly stood up from behind the desk, walked around the desk, and came over step by step.

I suddenly felt a little guilty under his glare.

Uh... that... I didn't say that... And what do you mean by "I did it"? You were the one who started it, okay?

"Do you want to travel and enjoy the scenery with Mo Yu, soaring side by side? Do you want your eyes to meet with joy and laughter? Do you want to live a life of blissful companionship with Zi Ru? Or do you want to be entangled in a passionate and complicated relationship with Marshal Cheng Jue?" Yuwen Ke approached, his voice growing deeper, a heavy weight pressing down on him from his gaze.

I was so intimidated by his imposing manner that I involuntarily took two steps back, my mouth agape in surprise.

What's going on here? How did Mo Yu, Zi Ru, and Cheng Jue get dragged into this? What does it have to do with them? I frowned involuntarily.

While I was still lost in thought, Yuwen Ke strode over, his massive hands grabbing my shoulders. A dark green glint shone in his eyes, and with a look of barely suppressed madness, he shook me violently. "Tell me, isn't it? Isn't it?!..."

Chapter 157: A Mistake

"What's wrong with you?" I snapped, shoving him away and angrily throwing a roll of yellow silk on the ground in front of him. "This is yours, here you go. If you keep acting like this, I'm not doing this anymore. Who cares how you handle things in court? Let me tell you the truth, I have no intention of helping you with these messy things. Believe it or not, this young... young man isn't doing it anymore, hmph!"

555, you damn Dark Night, you're gripping me so tightly, my shoulder hurts so much...

I glared at him resentfully, rubbing my aching arm. I had a strong urge to just stomp on this inexplicable guy without thinking twice. Unfortunately, I wasn't wearing high heels today, and I've never been very strong. For a master like Dark Night, it probably wouldn't hurt much.

The yellow silk fell in front of the darkness, spun around a few times, and then stopped.