C37 (1/2)

When the butler knocked on the door of the Assistant Minister couple who had entered for an unknown number of times this month, and reported, ”The Prince Zhan has come, and is already waiting in the front hall,” the Lord Assistant Minister no longer had his initial nervousness and formality.

Recently, the Prince Zhan would visit the Assistant Minister’s Residence every day whenever he had something to do. He would casually sit in the front hall and drink one or two pots of tea before he casually asked a question like, ”Do you need to amend yesterday's report or not? I plan to pass it to the Emperor to review tomorrow.”

Lord Assistant Minister replied and continued to wait respectfully at the side. At this time, Lord Assistant Minister was much more casual, he would not stand to the point where his legs were numb.

If nothing unexpected happened, Prince Zhan would only lower his head and drink his tea. No one knew what he was thinking, but he would not speak to Lord Assistant Minister again. Lord Assistant Minister felt that it was about time for dinner, ”It's getting late, if you don't mind, I'll eat here.” Lord Assistant Minister greeted him like usual.

Just as Lord Assistant Minister expected, she replied with a light ”Alright”.

Lord Assistant Minister was already used to it, he always came back often. Not for any reason, it seemed that it was just for the sake of eating a meal together, and sometimes even when they were eating, they would disappear, but he did not notice that when Prince Zhan was not eating anymore, it was also when his daughter, Nangong Waner, was eating in the small kitchen.

As the Prince Zhan entered and left the Assistant Minister’s Residence frequently, many rumors and rumors circulated within the palace. All the officials of the imperial court passed down the information to the Prince Zhan, gaining his recognition.

The Lord Assistant Minister was embarrassed, now, after asking for visits, he received invitations to go to the feast, which were handed over to the Assistant Minister’s Residence one by one. Lord Assistant Minister really didn't know how to explain it, because he didn't know when, but he realized that even in the morning when the Emperor looked at him, he was filled with an amiable expression.

Lord Assistant Minister felt a lot of pressure, because if he went to court, he would be surrounded and forced by the officials to fawn over him.

It might have been yesterday or the day before, but there was a good saying in Shangjing's circle of gossip, saying that Prince Zhan had treated the terminally ill Nangong Waner with good intentions. After getting along with him for a long period of time, the pity in Prince Zhan had turned into love, and now, Prince Zhan loved Nangong Waner to the point where he couldn't even extricate himself.

Hence, the posts that they were looking for to visit Nangong Waner were handed over to the Assistant Minister’s Residence one by one. Since they couldn't find a way to break through the Prince Zhan, they tried to find a way out of it from Nangong Waner.

Lord Assistant Minister naturally understood that, in his heart, he and Prince Zhan should avoid suspicion. However, Prince Zhan acted as if he had never heard of it, coming to Assistant Minister’s Residence as if he had nothing better to do.

Lord Assistant Minister didn't understand and decided not to think about it anymore. As expected, the Prince Zhan who wanted to eat together with him had disappeared without a trace.

In Nangong Waner's courtyard, Nangong Waner was squatting in front of the stove and lighting a fire.

”Cough, cough …” Ahh, don't say it Ju Xiang, this visiting post is really useful to have a fire, if it goes on, I will also have a fire. Yes, the posts were thrown into the kitchen untouched by Nangong Waner and lit a fire.

Nangong Waner saw that the fire was still not as hot as the one in Prince Zhan, so he lowered his head and opened his eyes to take a look at the stove. His right hand held onto a palm-leaf fan and he fanned it with all his might, ”Cough, cough … Not good... The smoke grew bigger … Ju Xiang, run!