I am born a beauty, and I am supreme

Chapter 108

"Reporting to my lord!"

Inside the Military Council Mansion, someone strode quickly across the steps, up the corridor, and into the room, bowing respectfully with clasped hands.

"Speak." Chu Zhen put down his pen and looked up.

"It is said that General Huwei's troops have already been stationed outside the city, waiting for the emperor's approval to enter."

"Hmm." Chu Zhen said calmly, "I understand, you can go now."

The man stood up, backed away, and then leaped out.

But he brushed past another person.

The man also stepped inside, clasped his hands and bowed: "Sir, I have conveyed the Admiral's message: if you have no objections, the Admiral will proceed as scheduled."

Chu Zhen looked at the newcomer, then suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Alright, go and report to the Nine Gates Admiral, leave everything to him!"

"Yes, sir!" The man crossed his arms, took two steps back like the man before him, and then turned and went out the door.

Chu Zhen stared at his figure, slightly lost in thought.

If I'm busy, I might not have time to think about anything else.

This is based on his personal experience over many years.

Therefore, recently, Chu Gexing has been left to take on all the responsibilities.

Fortunately, this matter is about to come to an end, and Ge Xun has returned.

Chu Zhen felt a little relieved.

As I was thinking about something, I heard a voice laughing: "Ha...haha, it's really lively here, sir, with people coming and going."

A pale yellow figure stepped in through the door, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, exuding an aura of righteousness.

Chu Zhen raised his eyes and smiled faintly: "It's Young Master Beitang, please..."

As Beitang Yujian entered, Chu Zhen waved slightly, and a secretary stepped forward to prepare a chair for him. He sat down without ceremony. Chu Zhen asked, "Young Master Beitang, what brings you here?"

Beitang Yujian nodded: "I have already found out some details about the matter that Lord Zhongtang entrusted to me a few days ago."

"Is that so?" Chu Zhen raised an eyebrow. "Young Master Beitang, please speak."

Beitang Yujian spoke eloquently, and Chu Zhen nodded slightly. Finally, Beitang Yujian asked, "You don't seem very surprised, sir. Did you already know?"

Chu Zhen agreed, "Young Master Beitang, please don't be offended. I didn't know about it very early either. It was only after the Nine Gates received the news that the Superintendent of the Imperial Workshop seemed to be investigating as well. There must have been some clues..."

“No, no,” Beitang Yujian said repeatedly, then asked, “So that means, Your Excellency already knows the answer?”

Chu Zhen nodded: "If there are no unexpected events, we'll know the outcome tonight."

Beitang Yujian smiled and said, "So fast! Your actions are so swift and decisive, it has truly broadened my horizons."

"Speed is of the essence in war. Besides, this matter is entirely under Ge Xing's responsibility. I am merely making the allocation and decisions."

"You are too modest, sir," Beitang Yujian smiled. "It's just that I'm afraid some people won't be able to watch this spectacle."

Chu Zhen, finding his words strange, couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean by that, Young Master Beitang?"

Beitang Yujian looked at him: "I was talking about Brother Le. She seems to be..." He stopped abruptly, noticing a slight change in Chu Zhen's expression, and coughed, covering his mouth. Remembering Le Yan's instructions not to tell anyone about that embarrassing incident, he had to change his words, "She seems to be feeling a little unwell, so..."

"Why do you suddenly feel unwell?" Chu Zhen frowned.

“Uh… well…” Beitang Yujian didn’t know how to answer him.

Everyone gets sick; as the saying goes, illness strikes like a landslide. How could one not suddenly feel unwell? Your question, Lord Zhongtang, is superfluous. Besides… that person is a restless fellow; even if “illness” doesn’t come looking for her, she’ll impatiently seek it out herself.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, "I guess I ate something bad."

"Hmm..." Chu Zhen saw his strange expression and quickly made up her mind. She knew that Beitang Yujian must have something he couldn't tell her. Seeing that he didn't seem too uneasy, she figured that Leyan's "illness" wouldn't be a big deal. Moreover, the matter she was dealing with was already at a critical juncture. So she calmed herself down and tried her best not to dwell on the matter.

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Patches of pale gray clouds lingered on the horizon, contrasting against the azure sky. Without a ray of sunshine, a somber atmosphere pervaded the air, making one feel heavy-hearted.

After burying himself in the study reviewing official documents for a while, Chu Zhen put down his pen, still feeling uneasy.

Seeing that the master had stopped writing, the secretary cleverly served tea. Chu Zhen took a sip of the tea, found it tasteless, put down the teacup, and walked to the window to look outside.

In the past, the child would have stayed in the room and wouldn't have gone anywhere else.

But now...

Then he thought of what Beitang Yujian had said about "eating something bad." At the time, his expression was evasive, and he clearly wasn't telling the truth.

Chu Zhenxin was in a state of turmoil; her usually calm and composed heart was now stirred by a small ripple.

He tilted his head and stared at the doorway for a while, but the figure never appeared.

With a sigh, Chu Zhen turned back to the table and managed to grade a few more papers, trying to wait until the afternoon. Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer.

Looking at the sky, I thought that if I went to see Leyan now, I should still have time to return.

He leaned on the table and stood up, instructing his secretary to have a horse prepared.

The secretary, filled with suspicion, couldn't help but ask, "Sir, didn't you say you wouldn't go out at night? Why the sudden change of heart..."

Chu Zhen frowned. Indeed, today's operation was of utmost importance, and he should stay behind to coordinate the overall situation. Although he had always trusted Chu Gexing's ability to handle affairs, the final decision-maker was still him... The six ministries and two prime ministers were also watching him closely, hoping he would make the slightest mistake so they could launch a scathing attack on him in the Golden Palace.

But……

Looking back, his mind was still in turmoil. So he said again, "Don't worry, I'll be back in a moment, it won't take long at all."

The secretary asked, "Where is Your Excellency heading?"

Chu Zhen hesitated for a moment before replying, "I heard that Guard Yue is ill, so I'll go and visit him."

The secretary was taken aback. He had long noticed that the lord treated Guard Yue differently from others, but he hadn't expected that the guard held such an important place in the lord's heart. He was slightly surprised. However, he didn't say anything more, observing the lord's expression. Clearly, the lord had already made a decision, and further words would be futile. So he turned and went outside to arrange for the horses to be prepared.

Le Yan took a light nap and woke up in a daze. She tried circulating her qi for a while and felt that her true qi had recovered by more than half. She estimated that it would take at most two more hours to fully recover.

I exhaled slightly and slowly sat up cross-legged on the bed, preparing to regulate my breathing and recover as quickly as possible.

I just got up. Then I heard a voice shout, "Hey, who are you? Why are you trespassing on someone's private property?"

It is a servant's book.

Le Yan frowned slightly, wondering who had come to her door.

Shi Shu and Mo Hua were the two people present. Shi Shu was only responsible for taking care of her daily life and did not know martial arts, unlike Mo Hua, who had to take care of important matters in the branch hall. Her martial arts skills were considered top-notch in the martial arts world. However, Mo Hua was not at home today. Only Shi Shu was left.

"You're not allowed in here! Hey, are you deaf?" Shi Shu shouted.

"Ha..." A low laugh came from the voice.

After hearing Shi Shu's voice for a while, it suddenly fell silent, which startled Le Yan.

Just then, a voice laughed and said, "Sister, there's no need to panic. I'm just here to visit a friend."

Upon hearing this voice, Tang Leyan couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

"Is this the place?" the man asked softly.

Someone stepped forward and pushed the door open. A white-clad figure flashed by the door, and Feng Feisheng, the young master of Danning, stepped inside.

Tang Leyan leaned against the headboard, secretly adjusting her internal energy.

Feng Feisheng entered the room, then turned his gaze towards the inner hall.

The footsteps drew closer.

But he extended his fan, lifted the curtain, and stepped inside, walking around the screen.

"Ah... Brother Yue, so you're here."

Upon seeing the person at the bedside, Feng Feisheng smiled faintly: "With these layers of curtains and winding paths, one might mistake this for the boudoir of a young lady."

"Young Master, you're just bored. There are plenty of respectable women on the streets of Shundu for you to flirt with, so why do you have to keep pressuring me?" Tang Leyan said calmly, her eyes lowered.

Feng Feisheng raised an eyebrow and walked straight inside without stopping. Someone pulled a chair next to the bed, but he waved his hand to stop them.

He walked straight forward, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at Tang Leyan.

"That's probably because, Brother Le, you are more beautiful than any respectable woman, so I have taken a special liking to you." He leaned forward, his fan aimed at Le Yan's chin.

Tang Leyan turned her head away: "I think you have homosexual tendencies, but I'm sorry, I hate this kind of androgynous freak the most."

"You really have a sharp tongue, but if you can still come up with something sharp in a little while, I'll let you off the hook."

"What, has the young master become addicted to poisoning?"

"It's clearly Brother Le who likes to eat it."

"I'm full, Your Highness need not trouble yourself any further."

"After half a day, the digestion should be almost complete by now."

What do you want?

"Will you open your mouth yourself, or do I have to do it?" He leaned closer, looking at her with a probing yet amused gaze.

"Feng Feisheng, don't push your luck. This is Shundu, not your Danning." Le Yan sneered.

"What, there's no building for you to jump off now, so perhaps you still have..." He suddenly paused.

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Feisheng sensed a swift figure that flashed by with the wind and was already beside him.

Startled, Feng Feisheng turned and retreated.

His attendants immediately stepped in and blocked the figure.

Swords clashed, producing a crisp sound, and both sides took a step back.

A figure appeared in the room, dressed in white brocade, with a lithe and agile figure. His face was obscured, with only his eyes visible. He held a sword horizontally in front of the bed.

Le Yan smiled slightly, secretly accelerating the circulation of her internal energy.

Feng Feisheng looked the person up and down and couldn't help but sneer: "A ninja from Yingzhou? Guard Yue, you really have connections everywhere. No wonder you were so calm and composed just now."

“Wrong, wrong, wrong,” Le Yan slowly opened her eyes to look at him. “My composure is not because of this. Even if they are not here, you cannot touch me, young prince. The opportunity has passed. I’m sorry.”

Feeling that her internal energy had recovered by more than half, she was confident that she could deal with these people, though she wasn't entirely sure she would be able to hold her own. With Chu Zhen's ninja assistance, she was even more certain.

When Feng Feisheng saw that she suddenly looked radiant and her eyes were shining brightly, he was shocked and couldn't believe that she could recover so quickly.

Just as Tang Leyan was about to turn over and jump up, she suddenly heard a faint sound in her ear.

With a change of heart, her body went limp and collapsed. She reached out and put her hand on the ninja's shoulder, as if she were a frail and weakling leaning on his shoulder. When she spoke again, her tone had changed: "Young master, what... what do you want to do... you, waah, don't push your luck." Her voice sounded like she was really about to cry.