”Since you know each other, there’s no need to be formal. Please sit down,” Heng Lengchen nodded and said softly, then guided Mei Siyu by the waist into the pavilion.
”I won’t join you. I have urgent matters to attend to. Thank you for the invitation,” Shi Shi’s clear voice came from behind, startling the two in front.
When they turned around, Shi Shi had already left with her maidservant’s support, leaving the two confused and the equally puzzled Li Weiying wondering why she had suddenly left after their previous confrontation.
”Yu’er, stop looking. Let’s go rest inside. She’s already gone,” Heng Lengchen softly called to the distracted Mei Siyu.
”Oh,” she withdrew her gaze, letting him hold her hand as they entered the pavilion to rest for a moment.
Your Majesty, this humble servant does not dare to overstep, and the etiquette between monarch and minister cannot be reduced,” Mei Xiang-ye said, cupping his hands and nodding. Indeed, he was a veteran loyal minister, whose words and actions were extraordinary. Ling Han had great respect for this courteous father-in-law! As they say, a tiger father does not beget a dog daughter; Mei Yu’s straightforward personality must be closely related to her father’s education.
Wow, how beautiful! This was the first time she had seen such a handsome man, beautiful in his nobility, handsomeness, elegance, and awe-inspiring presence. Truly the destined son of heaven, his appearance was indeed different from ordinary people, so beautiful it was stunning!
Mei Wu Yan was amazed by her brother-in-law! Not only was he beautiful, but also gentle and polite, completely lacking an oppressive demeanor! She couldn’t help but feel angry; he should have been her husband. If not for her momentary confusion and grave mistake, she would not have lost the opportunity to serve the Emperor, letting this little girl take advantage.
“Your Majesty, please come inside and rest, it’s windy out here,” Mei Xiang-ye said with utmost respect.
“After you, Minister,” Ling Han held Yu’er’s hand, following Mei Xiang-ye’s guidance into the inner hall, his smile never fading, his hawk-like eyes never leaving her.
