Chapter 99: Flattery (2)
She didn't understand that unfathomable man at all. It was a bit dangerous not knowing both herself and the enemy. At least, she wanted to see what level of expert Mu Zihan was!
"Hehe..." Duanmu Lei laughed sinisterly. If he failed, then there would be no need for this piece of trash to exist.
He wholeheartedly believed that the current crown prince was still that useless waste, but he didn't know that he had already fallen into the trap of this waste a long time ago without even realizing it.
It will be too late to regret in the future, and it will be useless even if you kneel down before her and kowtow to beg for mercy.
Phoenix Dances Over the Mountains
The next day, at dusk, the light of the setting sun cast a hazy warm color over the entire imperial city.
"Go quickly."
In front of the council hall, Duanmu Lei urged impatiently, fearing that the Regent would leave if he was any later.
Wei Ning walked forward holding a brocade box with a calm expression. She walked up the stairs and saw Qin Feng coming out. The latter smiled when he saw her.
"Your Highness, why are you here?"
"I'm here to see the Emperor's uncle. Is he free now?"
"When you are free, please come in, Your Highness the Crown Prince." Qin Feng smiled brightly. The more he looked at this Crown Prince, the more he liked him. Why didn't he notice him before?
In fact, Qin Feng had never looked at the prince carefully before, because every time he saw the prince, he always lowered his head and shrank timidly, and he couldn't see clearly even if he wanted to.
Wei Ning nodded and went in holding the brocade box. Qin Feng looked at his back and couldn't help but smile again. He hoped that when his prince saw the prince, he would not think of the molestation that day.
The meeting hall was very quiet and the sky was dim, so the palace maids had already lit the lights everywhere. Special spices were blended into the wax oil, which was invigorating and refreshing.
Mu Zihan was still reviewing memorials. There was a tall pile of them on the desk. The emperor did not take care of state affairs, so all matters had to be decided by him.
"Cough cough..." A few light coughs came out of his chest. He blocked them with his hands without paying any attention and continued to look at the memorials with a frown.
"Uncle." Wei Ning looked at him softly, with the clear tone unique to young people, and a little childish.
Mu Zihan seemed stunned for a moment before he raised his head, his brows slightly relaxed. In the warm light, it seemed that his whole body was covered with a layer of gorgeous things, and his overly beautiful face made people's breath tremble.
Those eyes that were always quiet and cold seemed to melt something quietly the moment they saw her.
"Qingning, why are you here?" It has been fourteen years since the prince was born, and they have met only a few times. Today is the first time that the prince has taken the initiative to find him.
In the brightly lit meeting hall, a handsome and gentle young man in a willow-colored robe was seen. His silky black hair was tied up with a silk ribbon, which made his skin look as white as jade. His black and white eyes were as clear as two gemstones, and his pink lips were as soft as peach blossoms.
She stood quietly in the warm light, and seemed to exude a cool and arrogant aura.
But in the blink of an eye, that kind of coldness disappeared, replaced by a temperament as soft and restrained as jade.
There seemed to be a slight ripple in the depths of Mu Zihan's heart. The handsome boy's lively and clear eyes and his tender and youthful aura made him lose his usual calm and coldness like an ancient well.
"Is the emperor's uncle sick?" Wei Ning casually placed the brocade box on the table, walked around to him, raised her little hand and touched his forehead.
