Despair filled everyone's eyes.
They had waited almost an entire day just to glean more detailed information from Her Little Highness's thoughts, yet she had chosen this moment to dig into gossip?!
They were anxious, but could not probe too obviously, so they could only wait for her to finish this juicy story before making another attempt to steer the conversation.
Jiang Yingcheng had no idea what they were thinking and continued digging into the Northwestern Refugee's story with System Bro in her mind.
Jiang Yanchuan traced a circle around the rim of his white jade wine cup with his index finger, lowered his eyes to quietly regard the little one, and finally let out a helpless chuckle.
Everyone in the room waited to hear the little one's thoughts, some expectant, others dazed.
[Huh? This man traveled thousands of miles to the capital just to see his lover?] Astonishment filled Jiang Yingcheng's eyes. [What kind of ultimate warrior for pure love is this?!]
The others in the room had little interest.
With a great war imminent, how could they have the leisure to care about other people's romances?
At such a critical juncture, they barely had time to look after their own wives, much less some passerby with no connection to them whatsoever.
Jiang Yanchuan looked as though he had heard nothing, but inwardly, he too relaxed a little.
The little one had only taken a hurried glance and had not managed to read that memorial in full.
The man who had come to the capital was not merely looking for someone. As soon as he arrived, he began seeking out the residences of high officials, delivering visiting cards and gifts of gold and silver, all with the goal of reaching the emperor's ears.
He seemed either to have suffered