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Yan Wuzhan didn't like her attitude at all. Since he came, she wasn't enthusiastic at all. Did she not like him?
"Tell me, I'm listening!"
Yet, it was still a nonchalant attitude …
The expectation on Yan Wuzhan's face turned into disappointment. He felt that he was not valued, that Dongfang Ning did not care about him, and his mood dropped to the extreme.
Of course, he did not know that he had already stepped into a state of loss. The same was true for people, and the more concerned they were, the more stingy they would become. Each of their actions and words would affect their own judgement.
Dongfang Ning had no choice but to accept the fact that Dongfang Ning's feelings were too rough for her, so how could she be able to sense his feelings?
She couldn't hear Yan Wuzhan for a long time. Finally, she opened her eyes and looked at Wuzhan, who was sitting still. She didn't know where she was looking, but what was going on with him?
"Didn't you want to say something? Why aren't you saying it? Did something happen?"
"…"
Yan Wuzhan didn't say anything. He was still complaining in his heart. It was so awkward that he didn't know how to reply. In any case … He was unhappy.
"What is it?"
A certain girl finally sat up from the bed and reached out to touch his forehead. This person couldn't have a high fever, right?
Her slightly cold hand caressed his forehead. It was so gentle, so warm …
"Ning'er …"
"Are you unhappy? "What's wrong? Come, tell elder sister slowly."
Finally, he felt that something was wrong with Yan Wuzhan. What was wrong with this man? Wasn't it normal in the court? He changed in just ten hours?
Sigh ~
Yan Wuzhan was helpless. He told himself that she was still young and that she was like a little flower who didn't know how to feel. He still couldn't understand his feelings, so he could only sigh in his heart.
He put his arm around her and put her head on his shoulder:
"Yan Yihan told This King to stay in the capital to help him manage his affairs. He said that he would delay the matter of the feudal fiefdom. Perhaps it's because that fire of yours burned a little today."
Dongfang Ning's small head moved and found a comfortable position to lean on. This was not a big deal. Was it worth it for him to show such displeasure?
"I thought Cen Wei led his troops to rebel."
"Did you not guess? He actually put Cen Wei under house arrest!"
"Is it that simple?"
It seemed like what Old Prince said to her was true. Yan Yihan Yuan was not as simple as he appeared to be. That was true. If one thought about successfully seizing the position, then no matter how stupid one was, they would not be stupid.
"Interesting, he can do whatever he wants …"
Dongfang Ning pondered for a while and immediately came up with an idea.
"Mei Er!"
The door was pushed open immediately, and Mei Er walked in in high spirits.
"Mistress, what's wrong …" Fight, fight Battle King, you, you you... "Everyone …"
Who can tell her when these two ice mountains started and how did they end up like this?
After seeing the situation clearly, Mei Er cried out in surprise. She ran to the front of Dongfang Ning's bed in a flash. With a nervous posture, she circulated her inner force to the limit and sternly rebuked Yan Wuzhan with a cold expression:
"Battle King, this is the princess' chamber, please leave immediately!"
"What?"
Bang!
"Mei Er, what's wrong? I asked you to do something. Are you going to fight?"
"…"
Dongfang Ning didn't know why Mei Er suddenly changed her expression, but Yan Wuzhan knew that. His face was slightly red as he smiled brightly before lowering his head to look at Dongfang Ning who was still in his embrace. Seeing her confused expression, all the unhappiness in his heart immediately disappeared.
Her eyes were filled with unconcealable love.
Mei Er was so angry that she almost fainted. No one cared about her; Battle King had been taking advantage of her and was about to hit Yan Wuzhan. Luckily, Dongfang Ning stopped her in time:
"Get someone to write a flyer, the general content is: Battle King's feudal fiefdom, Heaven's End Mountain, is in a terrible situation. Battle King is worried about the citizens, so he has decided to send his people to the disaster relief three days later. He wants the citizens to have the money to donate their food, and everyone in the capital knows about this. Hurry up and go! "
"Oh, oh …"
Mei Er quickly answered and left. It was only at the door that she remembered what she wanted to do. She shook her head and quickly flew out. If she had to do it overnight, she couldn't do it alone. She could only use Dongfang Ning's own men.
"Yan Wuzhan, it's a foregone conclusion. There's no need to worry about him anymore. Hurry up and go back to sleep. I also want to sleep. What time is it now for you to still be a night owl?"
Yan Wuzhan cried in his heart. This woman still had the attitude of saying things if there's nothing else, if you have nothing to do, then just hurry up and f * ck off. Didn't she just care about him?
Yan Wuzhan kept comforting himself. This was her personality. Don't be too fussy, don't think too much … Finally, she reluctantly looked at the heartless woman and left in a depressed manner.
The next day, everyone knew about Yan Wuzhan's feudal fiefdom: Heaven's End Mountain was severely affected, and the hundred officials were also asking the emperor for an order for Yan Wuzhan to quickly return to the feudal fiefdom for disaster relief. Yan Yihan gave a deep look at Yan Wuzhan.
He had never returned to the feudal fiefdom, but now he was in such a hurry to leave?
He had just ordered him to stay in the capital last night, and now the matter of going to the feudal fiefdom was becoming an urgent matter. Was he trying to force him?
West Ridge's ambassador hasn't left yet, he won't let Yan Wuzhan leave …
"Zhan, at present, the imperial court's affairs are urgent. It would be better to send some officials to the feudal fiefdom. You can come back and be the general of the country, and work for the people, what do you think?"
If he really wanted to go, there was nothing he could do to stop him, but no matter what, he had to try his best to persuade him to stay. It was fine if others didn't know that he was leaving, but now everyone knew that he was going to the feudal fiefdom.
However, he knew in his heart that once Battle King left the capital, would those West Ridge dweller soldiers come back?
Yan Yihan did not want to take this risk. If he did not make use of Yan Wuzhan to the point where he had no value, he would not let go.
"Royal Uncle, I can't be at ease with anyone that is weak like the Heaven's End Mountain, they are all our citizens. This matter was reported three months ago, and it has dragged on for too long. If I don't return, don't tell me I will starve them to death. Can you bear to let those people's lives be ruthlessly harmed by the Sky Disaster?"
"Royal Uncle has always taught Wuzhan to love his people like his children … This matter had already been delayed for three months. Many people had already fled from their homes, and many people had starved to death by the side of the road …
"..." "Wuzhan's ability is limited. I hope Royal Uncle can give Wuzhan some silver taels to support him …"
Not only did he not agree to stay in the capital, he even demanded money from him. Didn't he say two days ago that it would only cost a hundred thousand silver taels?
The more Yan Yihan heard, the more uncomfortable he felt. How could he forget about this?
"But in the capital …"
"The matters in the capital have been settled. Tomorrow, the compensation will be delivered to the west ridge. The three cities have already been assigned to Shan Nation. Royal Uncle can just send people to take over."
"That Wu Hen?"