[Woohoo~~~]
Tears of grievance still streamed down Jiang Yingcheng's face, but inside, she cheered excitedly.
[This eunuch uncle is pretty sharp!]
[No wonder he wasn't sentenced to death even after making a mistake in the King of Beiming's bedchamber!]
All she had done was sweep her gaze over these eunuch uncles' faces one by one, then glance at the white lotus across from her. In the blink of an eye, this man had understood her hint and been the first to speak up.
He was simply too clever!
[Heehee.]
As her thoughts wandered, Jiang Yingcheng nearly forgot she was pretending to cry and laughed aloud on the spot. Fortunately, her lips had only just begun to curve when she caught sight of Guan Xiqiao's deathly pale face out of the corner of her eye. The giggle about to escape her mouth made an abrupt turn, and she forcibly swallowed it back down.
The Wei Clan: "..."
The people of Spring Renewal Valley: "..."
Guan Xiqiao was not the only one whose face had gone deathly pale. Behind Jiang Yingcheng, where she could not see him, almost every trace of color had drained from Guan Zhili's face. At a glance, he even seemed to be radiating a chilling cold.
Guan Zhili stared fixedly at the little girl before him in utter shock. That strange term, "eunuch uncle," barely registered in his mind. All he could think was-
How did she know?!
How could she know so much even about a lowly eunuch in Beiming Palace?!
As someone who had suffered greatly at his hands, Guan Zhili had often heard Fu Gui sighing to others about the "injustice" that had led to his "demotion" to this rundown little courtyard.
The man had embellished that past incident to the utmost, portraying himself as