Zhao Shijiu pouted and hesitated, "I...I never thought the Heir of King Nan’an would treat us with such disrespect? After all, we’ve been sent by the Holy Emperor. Elsewhere, who would dare not flatter and pamper us?"
Zhao Qi snorted coldly, "I think you’ve stayed in the Dragon Guard for too long and can’t see your own identity clearly! The Heir is the only son of the Eldest Princess, as long as he remains the Holy Emperor’s most beloved nephew, others will always be the ones to flatter and pamper him!"
Seeing Zhao Shijiu still looking unconvinced, Zhao Qi urged, "Shijiu, don’t you understand yet? Since the Holy Emperor has given us to the Heir, he is now our only master, and we are no longer taking orders from the Holy Emperor!"
Zhao Shijiu’s heart was shocked!
Although he had come to the Heir’s side, these few days, he still regarded the Holy Emperor as his master and only took care of the Heir as an order from the Holy Emperor.
Zhao Shijiu finally realized that it wasn’t the Heir being heartless to send them away, but rather his own inability to see the situation clearly.
Only, this time he would again trouble Qi.
Inside the room, Zheng Shaochen was also concerned, "Cousin, those two were sent by the Holy Emperor to protect you. Won’t your actions displease the Holy Emperor?"
Nan Jin Yu sneered, "As you said, the Holy Emperor sends people to protect me, not to obstruct me."
He needed people around him who would follow his orders completely.
And these two indeed had some skills.
Zhao Qi was alright, but Zhao Shijiu was somewhat muddle-headed.
Wuxin suddenly had a thought flash through his mind, "Why not take this chance, Heir, to also get rid of the people sent by the princess consort?"
Nan Jin Yu tugged the corner of his lips, "You go make arrangements."
A sinister smile appeared on Wuxin’s usually cold face, "Yes, I accept the order."
Nan Jin Yu sipped his honey water, though it couldn’t detoxify, getting rid of all the people others sent to him was not bad.
As for the Holy Emperor’s side, he wasn’t worried.
His royal uncle meant well by sending people to protect him, but his uncle’s people weren’t his own people; they might be loyal to the emperor, but not necessarily to him, the Heir of King Nan’an.
Otherwise, Zhao Shijiu wouldn’t always have such a frivolous attitude.
Isn’t it because he thinks this disabled Heir is hopeless, and being deposed is only a matter of time!
Zheng Shaochen looked on with envy.
It’s said that his cousin is the Holy Emperor’s most favored nephew, with a status almost like the princes. Seeing now, it truly is so.
Even daring to casually send away people dispatched by the emperor fills him with both admiration and envy!
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At the lunch table, a bowl of chilled jelly salad appeared on every table of the Zheng family members.
Since the weather turned hot, Mrs. Zheng lost her appetite. But after one taste of the refreshing flavor, she was conquered, eating more than half a bowl on her own.
If it weren’t for the people around her fearing she’d eat too much and feel uncomfortable, she might have finished the whole bowl.
Similarly, Zheng Shaochen, who was eating at Nan Jin Yu’s place, ate to his heart’s content. His ravenous look was not well-received by Nan Jin Yu.
At this moment, Nan Jin Yu didn’t know that because of Wuming’s unusual actions, Gu Nian had already become suspicious and vigilant.
On the street, Gu Nian was nearly steaming from the heat before she saw Lin Sanshui returning.
Dahu rushed up even faster, "Dad, how did it go?"
His little sister said ten taels of silver. He had never seen so much money in his life!
Lin Sanshui gave him a look and then patted his waist twice, "Bring your little sister, let’s go to the fabric shop to buy her a couple more outfits for changing."
Let’s see if those fools in the village still dare to say adopting Niannian was foolish!