While supporting him to kneel, Yang Chuxia explained to the young eunuch of Prince Le, "Iām sorry to have kept you waiting, my husband suddenly caught a chill last night, vomiting incessantly. It was only after taking medicine this morning that he felt a bit better. He was just about to rest after a sleepless night when you arrived."
"Sir, we are not disrespecting the imperial decree," Yang Chuxia continued passionately. "I can tell by your broad features and righteous eyes that you are a kind-hearted person. Surely, you wonāt deliberately report to the Emperor that our Prince Anās Mansion is treating the Emperor with disrespect, will you?"
Inside the room, Yang Chuxia and Ye Ziāan had, of course, heard the conversation between Prince Le and the young eunuch. Fearing that Prince Le might seize upon this as an opportunity, she had Ye Ziāan feign illness to silence the young eunuch.
As for Ye Ziāan, he was utterly resentful of Prince Le, bearing a grudge to the death.
Initially given that poison, he couldnāt be intimate for a long time. Finally recovered, he just wanted to enjoy a few more comforts, didnāt he? Why did this Prince Le have to pick on him? Announcing an imperial decree, but why did he have to come personally?
"My dear, donāt speak nonsense." Ye Ziāan, kneeling on the ground and leaning on Yang Chuxiaās shoulder, looked so fragile, as if about to faint at any moment. "Sir, you seem to be a sensible person. Why would you make things difficult for us, isnāt that right?"
The young eunuch blushed slightly upon hearing this. With both Yang Chuxia and Ye Ziāan speaking to him so flatteringly, he suddenly seemed more dignified, as if no longer just a young eunuch.
Immediately puffing out his chest, he said, "Indeed, I would never do such a dishonorable thing!"
At these words, Prince Le couldnāt even stop him if he wanted to, and his face darkened, exuding a constant chill that made the young eunuch tremble involuntarily.
It was only at this moment that the young eunuch realized what he had just said, becoming somewhat scared and wanting to change his words, but where would Yang Chuxia give him the chance to amend his speech?
"Arenāt you here to announce the imperial decree, sir? Then do it quickly, please. You see, my husband is still sick, and he might not hold up for long, after all, heās been up all night."
Yang Chuxia urged again, and Ye Ziāan nodded in agreement.
The young eunuch unconsciously looked at Prince Le, unsure whether to read or not.
Yang Chuxia naturally didnāt miss the young eunuchās glance and couldnāt help but look at Prince Le, saying, "Really? Do we need to see if the prince agrees to announce the decree? This is an imperial decree, the Emperorās will!"
How could Prince Le not understand Yang Chuxiaās implication? She was just trying to suggest he was overstepping.
Prince Le snorted coldly, "I certainly wouldnāt stop the reading of the imperial decree. Iām just curious how Lord Ye, suddenly so ill, can assume office. If not, better to inform Father Emperor and let someone else take over."
"Your Highness, thereās no need to worry." Ye Ziāan panted slightly and said, "I just caught a cold and have already taken medicine. Resting for a day will suffice."
Upon hearing this, Prince Le said no more.
Not daring to make a decision on his own, the young eunuch stepped forward, "Your Highness, what should be done next?"
"Are you stupid?" Prince Le was furious, "Announce the decree!"
"Yes, yes, this servant will announce the decree!" The young eunuch wiped his sweat, "Ye Ziāan, receive the decree: By the mandate of heaven, the Emperor decrees... appointed as Assistant Minister of the Ministry of War, so decreed!"
"This official accepts the decree. Long live our Emperor!"
After Ye Ziāan received the imperial decree, Prince Le gave him a deep look before flinging his sleeve and leaving.
Yang Chuxia then stepped forward and handed a pouch to the young eunuch, who was a few steps behind.