712, the Prime Minister of Her Majesty's rebellion

Are you looking at the memorials on the side?

Xia Ling smiled. She reached out to the pile of memorials on the side and randomly picked one.

That stack of memorials had never been approved by Ji Wenyuan.

However, when she came across those memorials, she could clearly feel it.

Ji Wenyuan's expression was normal, but the rhythm of his breathing was deliberately controlled. It was unnatural.

Was there a problem with these memorials?

She casually flipped through the memorials she picked up. It was a letter from the county head. She said that the territory under her jurisdiction was in good weather and was very smooth. It was all thanks to the magnificent grace of the Neon Phoenix Emperor and her blessings.

These were all flattering words. Xia Ling glanced at it casually and saw that Ji Wenyuan had written a reading below. There was nothing to make him nervous.

"Minister Ji, is there anything important in today's memorials?"

Xia Ling asked as she looked for the traces from earlier. She picked up another three or four memorials.

Ji Wenyuan: "I haven't finished reading them. I can't make a conclusion to His Majesty."

"Oh..." Xia Ling replied faintly.

She picked up one of the memorials sealed in vermillion.

She finally felt that Ji Wenyuan's tenseness had been suppressed to the limit without a change in expression.

She glanced at it. It was a memorial written by the county head of Huguang County. There must be some secrets of JI Wenyuan's rebellion in it, right?

Her fair hand picked up the memorials.

Ji Wenyuan's eyes were deep as he stared at the memorials in front of him, feeling the elegant fragrance of the woman beside him.

Holding the vermilion brush tightly, Ji Wenyuan sat upright on the desk. It was the first time he felt suffocated.

The memorials in his hand seemed to be announcing his life and death.

If the matter was exposed, he could only try his best to save his life and start the war ahead of time.

*

The county chief of Huguang, Ji Wenyuan, could call her aunt. She had always planned for him, but she was careless and did not care about small details.

There were often some secret letters that were written directly in the memorials because she did not trust her subordinates to send them off.

Her memorials seemed to be upside down, but as long as one read the words backwards, one could understand the deep meaning.

This kind of action was a mockery of Neon Phoenix.

But since last year, he had been reading on her behalf, and Neon Phoenix did not even look at these memorials.

Why would she suddenly flip through the memorials today, catching him off guard!

*

Seeing that Neon Phoenix was about to open the memorials...

The pen fell from his hand, and Ji Wenyuan suddenly clutched his left arm. He grunted, but his face was pale, and sweat covered his forehead.

"MINISTER JI!"

Xia Ling's eyes flashed. She threw down the memorials and hurriedly went to check on Ji Wenyuan.

Seeing that the vermilion memorials were thrown aside, Ji Wenyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he got up and knelt in front of Xia Ling.

"Your Majesty, it's fine to worry about me. It's just that my left shoulder suddenly hurts, and I lost my manners in front of the hall."

"Left shoulder?" Did she bite him last night?

Xia Ling raised her eyebrows and smiled. She knew that Ji Wenyuan had found a good excuse.

"Minister Ji, please get up. If you're not feeling well, you don't have to approve these memorials anymore. Leave them here. I can read them later."

Xia Ling did not want to read the memorials in the first place. She just wanted to scare Ji Wenyuan.

She did not expect this man to be able to come to this step. He was quick-witted and calm.

Looking at him, Xia Ling smiled again.

"Minister Ji, you're the person that I care about the most. If you really fall ill, I'll feel like I've lost my right-hand man. Everything will be based on your body."

Her tone was friendly and natural, with a hint of ambiguity. Her fingers naturally lifted Ji Wenyuan's chin.

In the past, Ji Wenyuan had always been disgusted by her teasing.