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However, at that moment, Le Yao Yao didn’t think much about anything else; she hurried back into the Elegant Breeze Pavilion.
Just the thought of having to see that living hell again made her heart race with anxiety.
Fearing that she would only end up overthinking if she stood there doing nothing, Le Yao Yao decided to keep herself busy. She remembered what the Chief Eunuch had said about the prince liking Junshan Silver Needle tea, so she quickly grabbed a vermilion teapot, boiled some water, and prepared the tea.
Once the Palace Maid announced, "The prince has returned," Le Yao Yao’s Junshan Silver Needle was ready.
Hearing the steady footsteps approaching from afar, Le Yao Yao's heart began to pound wildly in sync with each step.
Finally, a familiar lanky figure strode through the intricately carved door and entered the Elegant Breeze Pavilion with confident strides.
Peering through the delicate screen, Le Yao Yao saw the man already seated on the sandalwood palace couch. She swallowed hard, unable to hide her nervousness in her eyes.
Though she was extremely reluctant, in the end, she resigned herself to her fate and carefully balanced the freshly brewed fragrant tea on a tray as she slowly walked through the screen toward the distinguished man.
"Auspicious Prince—oh no, I mean, may you have good fortune, my lord!"
Due to her overwhelming nervousness, Le Yao Yao stumbled over her words, causing the man who had been resting with his eyes closed and one hand propping up his chin to slightly open his cold eyes and glance at her.
The little eunuch beside him had a flushed face and bright beautiful eyes that betrayed her hidden fear and anxiety. They were watery and made her look like a frightened fawn—both adorable and pitiful.
Despite this, for some reason, upon seeing this little eunuch before him, Leng Junyu's original irritation vanished in an instant.
After attending court today, he had just learned that in Xijiang, due to months of drought, the farmlands had long since withered, and the farmers had no harvest, which gradually led to riots.
On the other hand, in South River, continuous heavy rains had caused floods that drowned numerous farmlands, leaving the common people displaced and suffering.
Because of these issues, the ministers had been discussing for a long time in the hall but could not find a solution. The Sovereign was furious, causing widespread panic among the officials. In the end, the Sovereign gave them three days to come up with solutions for these two matters; otherwise, they would all have to face him with their heads on the line.
Leng Junyu also pondered for a long time, feeling mentally and physically exhausted.
After all, the Celestial Yuan Dynasty belonged to their Cold Family. Seeing their subjects suffering from hunger and displacement filled him with deep concern and frustration.
However, this little eunuch before him was like a warm spring breeze or a gently flowing clear stream; just seeing her seemed to make all his troubles vanish instantly.
Realizing this, Leng Junyu was taken aback but maintained an expressionless face, appearing calm and indifferent.
Unaware of Leng Junyu's thoughts, Le Yao Yao nearly spilled the tea in her hands when she noticed him slightly raising his gaze towards her.
After finally calming herself down, Le Yao Yao took a deep breath, forced a smile, bowed slightly, and softly said to Leng Junyu.
"Your Highness, please have some tea..."
"Mm."
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