All the grievances Zhang Zhao had suffered throughout Morning Court became a single pent-up breath, which he forcefully exhaled.
He tilted his head slightly toward the colleague who had spat a "Pah!" at him earlier, his smugness plain on his face.
The man gave a dry laugh and guiltily averted his eyes.
Zhang Zhao actually felt an ill-timed sense of having a long-standing injustice finally redressed.
He cast a grateful glance at the little girl atop the Golden Terrace.
Thank you, thank you! Little Princess, you really are a good person!
[Huh, Uncle's smile is so scary~] Jiang Yingcheng immediately turned her head away, even patting herself as though she had been frightened. [Once Chengcheng finishes talking with Auntie Yu Ke, I'll have her step in and settle Uncle Zhang's concubine problem~]
Zhang Zhao: "..."
Even if the Little Princess was saying it in her thoughts, couldn't she be a little more tactful?!
How was his smile scary?!
It was kindly! It was heartened! It was grateful!!
It wasn't scary at all, boohoo.
Snickers rang out all around again, easing the atmosphere in court considerably.
Jiang Yingcheng set her sights on Lan Yangyu again. [Hmm, what's the story with Uncle Lan's adopted son?]
Lan Yangyu's heart leaped into his throat.
He had indeed adopted an infant over a decade ago, one he had found in the mountain woods while traveling in his youth.
At the time, there had not been a soul anywhere across the mountains. The baby had cried until his face was almost purple, yet no one had come to care for him. Lan Yangyu had held him and carefully tended to him for a long time, only carrying him away as the sun sank in the west and taking him home to adopt him.
But he and