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"Three..." Liu Lvy entered with a tea tray and was surprised to see the man in the room, almost exclaiming. Fortunately, Liu Ying pulled her back just in time, and she quickly regained her composure. "Young Master Ning, I apologize for my rudeness."
Liu Ying and Liu Lvy were also familiar to Ning Zhiyuan, who waved his hand dismissively, indicating he didn't mind. He looked at the tea tray in her hands and said with a hint of craving, "Xin'er Girl, hurry up. I've heard so much about your floral tea; I haven't had a proper taste yet."
Ouyang Zixin rolled her eyes at him. Although he was a refined gentleman, he always liked to act like a rogue when he was with her, which left her utterly helpless.
"If you had just stayed true to yourself back then, I wouldn't have mistaken Nangong Tuo on the street." This had led to an inescapable trouble that not only involved Nangong Tuo but also his father.
Just the day before, Ouyang Hao had brought up the matter of Nan Gong Yao's betrothal proposal again, leaving her feeling dizzy. Why couldn't this issue just be resolved?
Thinking back to that moment when she slapped him on the street made her want to chop off her own hand; remembering how Ning Zhiyuan misled her made her want to kill him...
"Don't look at me like that," Ning Zhiyuan said, feeling goosebumps all over under Ouyang Zixin's chilling gaze. He jumped up and rubbed his arms dramatically, saying, "Are you planning to kill me? You don't want to take responsibility for me, do you?"
"Get lost!" Ouyang Zixin splashed the hot water she used for washing cups at him. This was just how he was; give him a little space and he would put on a show.
The two exchanged barbs back and forth, neither willing to back down, which left Liu Ying and Liu Lvy struggling to hold back their laughter until Ouyang Zixin's floral tea was ready. Only then did they calm down.
"It's been so long since I've seen you; what have you been busy with?"
"Guess," Ning Zhiyuan replied casually as he savored the floral tea Ouyang Zixin had brewed. "Are you curious or have you figured something out?"
Originally, Ouyang Zixin was just probing, but hearing Ning Zhiyuan's response confirmed that something was indeed going on. She exchanged glances with Liu Ying and Liu Lvy. The two maids nodded in understanding and went to close the doors and windows while retreating outside Ouyang Zixin's room to stand guard.
Although Ning Zhiyuan's timing wasn't particularly sensitive, it was close enough. Since he could ask such questions, it meant he must have been involved in something. Now that he had returned to the Capital of the Departed Nation, it must mean he had achieved something—or perhaps failed.
"What do you want to hear?" Ning Zhiyuan did not keep her in suspense any longer, knowing that she would find out sooner or later; it made no difference whether it was today or tomorrow.
"Everything." Ouyang Zixin stared intently at Ning Zhiyuan. She could already sense a massive whirlpool beginning to twist around her, drawing the people around her into its depths, and ultimately, it would be her as well. Therefore, she was eager to know everything about those around her, even if it seemed unrelated to her. She did not want to miss anything.
Ning Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow slightly at her response and said, "You have quite a bold heart; aren't you afraid you won't be able to digest it?"
Ouyang Zixin shook her head.
"Are you so sure that I will tell you?" Ning Zhiyuan asked again.
Ouyang Zixin nodded.
"Why?"
"Because you are sitting in front of me right now."
She was not mistaken; Ning Zhiyuan was indeed not there for casual conversation and tea. His purpose was to inform Ouyang Zixin of certain matters, even if she did not ask.
"Yun Jiu has set up a large scheme, and now, for various reasons, the plan has been activated ahead of schedule." Ning Zhiyuan set down his teacup, and his expression grew serious. One reason he was sitting there today was indeed due to Yun Tianmo's instructions. It had to be said that Ouyang Zixin was quite clever; she had guessed most of it.
As expected.
She had figured out that he had plans, but the specifics were still unclear to her.
"Uncle he..."
Ning Zhiyuan nodded.
Ouyang Zixin picked up the teapot and filled another cup for Ning Zhiyuan. The rising steam spread out, and for a moment, her eyes lost focus, but she quickly regained her composure.
"What do you want me to do?" Since it was Yun Tianmo's arrangement, Ning Zhiyuan must have something she needed to do today.
"You don't need to do anything."
Ouyang Zixin looked up at Ning Zhiyuan in confusion. "Why?"
Ning Zhiyuan shook her head. "I don't know either; that's what he said."
"So, you came today just to tell me not to do anything?" Ouyang Zixin suddenly laughed. What kind of situation was this?
Ning Zhiyuan shrugged, looking helpless. Since Yun Tianmo, the ice mountain, wouldn't tell him the reason, what could he possibly say to Ouyang Zixin?
"Oh, there is one thing you absolutely must not do." Ning Zhiyuan's expression turned serious as if he had just remembered something important. He looked at Ouyang Zixin earnestly and said word by word, "Do not marry the useless Nangong Tuo; you absolutely cannot do that!"
"He said that?" Ouyang Zixin smirked slightly. Did this kind of thing really need Ning Zhiyuan to convey it?
"No." Ning Zhiyuan shook his head seriously and then pointed to himself. "This is what I said."
"Cut it out!" Ouyang Zixin playfully glared at him but soon stopped worrying about what she should do. Since Yun Tianmo said she didn't need to do anything, then she wouldn't do anything. After all, observing changes was her forte.
"Drink tea."
"Alright, Xin'er’s tea is always fragrant..."
"What did you say? The National Master has gone on a journey?"
The voice of the Dream Kingdom Ruler sounded somewhat weak, and when he questioned the guard, he even coughed for quite a while before recovering. He trembled as he tried to grasp the guard in front of him, but he realized he didn't even have the strength to stand up, so he had to give up in despair and asked, "When did this happen? Why was I not informed sooner?"
The guard lowered his head, seemingly accustomed to the Sovereign's frailty, showing not a hint of concern as he mechanically replied, "When I came to report, Your Excellency was resting and no one was allowed to disturb you."
The Dream Kingdom Ruler seemed to take a long time to recall that today he had not only skipped the morning court but had also rejected many ministers' requests for an audience. However, he never expected that the National Master would actually leave. The reason he felt so at ease skipping court and avoiding ministers was that he trusted the National Master to handle everything well; little did he know that the National Master would...
"Alas..." He sighed heavily; it was too late to think about anything now. For over twenty years, the National Master had never left Dream Nation even once. Now, it seemed he must be disappointed in him and in Dream Nation.
"Your Excellency..."
"Oh dear, Your Excellency, you made me search high and low for you..."
Just as the guard was about to speak, a playful voice interrupted him. Without needing to turn around, he knew who had arrived. After bowing respectfully, he said, "I take my leave."
"What brings you here?"
"I missed you..."
As the guard closed the palace door, a sigh echoed softly behind him; unfortunately, those inside could not hear it... (To be continued.)
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