The Host Has Fallen for the Second Female Lead Again - Chapter 92

Xi Ruan rolled her eyes in annoyance. She really didn’t believe a word Ji Mingxiao said.

Wen Yue was about to arrive.

Ji Mingxiao looked at Wen Yue, “Why are you in such a hurry to enter the palace today?”

Typically, Wen Yue would submit her request to visit a day in advance, but this time she submitted it on the same day she arrived.

“You haven’t come to see me lately, so I could only come to see you,” Wen Yue sat down on the soft couch and glanced at Xi Ruan, who was standing beside her.

A very pretty girl.

But because her demeanor was so timid and submissive, she appeared much less radiant.

Wen Yue felt a little relieved. Ji Mingxiao wouldn’t be interested in someone like this; she was probably just kept around because she was well-behaved.

“The weather’s been getting colder lately, so I haven’t felt much like moving,” Ji Mingxiao said.

Wen Yue held her cup, “You didn’t write to me either.”

“I wanted to, but every time I picked up a pen, I didn’t know what to write,” Ji Mingxiao lowered her gaze and touched the table.

Xi Ruan looked at Ji Mingxiao and, for some reason, felt a strong urge to go over and give her a good whack.

“You can go out for a moment,” Ji Mingxiao looked up at Xi Ruan and secretly sent her a skill card.

The skill card would allow Xi Ruan to see what was happening inside the room.

Xi Ruan felt a little helpless holding the skill card. She was indeed a bit unhappy that Ji Mingxiao had asked her to leave, but she also knew that they always sent everyone else out whenever the two of them met.

This was a habit that Wen Yue and Zhao Yan had from before.

In the end, Xi Ruan didn’t use the skill card and instead exchanged it for points.

She felt this much trust was necessary.

The two people in the room really didn’t do anything; in fact, they kept a significant distance.

Wen Yue felt as if there used to be so many things to talk about, but now she didn’t know what to say, as if the conversation had suddenly dried up.

“A few new rouge shops have opened in the capital, and the Pavilion of Treasures has new jewelry. We should go take a look together sometime.”

“I’m free anytime; it depends on when you are,” Ji Mingxiao pushed a plate towards Wen Yue. It held the grapes she hadn’t finished eating.

“Why are there grapes now?” Wen Yue looked at the grapes on the table.

Ji Mingxiao: …

How was she supposed to explain that she had exchanged them for points? It was a real problem.

“I don’t know,” Ji Mingxiao looked at Wen Yue. “Are there no grapes now?”

She decided to play the fool.

Wen Yue was momentarily at a loss for words. She picked up a grape, took a bite, and found it tasted surprisingly good.

Ji Mingxiao felt a little pained as she watched Wen Yue start on her third one.

She shouldn’t have given them to her.

These grapes were meant for flirting with Xi Ruan.

Ji Mingxiao really wanted to take the plate back.

Fortunately, as a young lady from a distinguished family, Wen Yue didn’t overindulge, putting the plate down after eating five or six grapes.

Ji Mingxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“These grapes taste really good. Are there any more?” Wen Yue asked, looking at Ji Mingxiao.

Ji Mingxiao was silent. “There probably aren’t any more. There couldn’t have been many to begin with, or I wouldn’t have just gotten to try them now.”

Wen Yue was a little disappointed but didn’t say anything else.

“Is Xi Ruan not very well-behaved since she was brought in from the outside? Should I help you find someone else?” Wen Yue asked.

Ji Mingxiao’s hand paused. She looked at Wen Yue with a puzzled expression. “How can you help me find someone? Isn’t this the Imperial Palace?”

Wen Yue froze for a moment but quickly recovered.

“Of course, by sending one in. How could I arrange matters in the palace?” Wen Yue laughed, looking at Ji Mingxiao. “I think you’ve really become foolish.”

Ji Mingxiao also laughed.

Of course, who was truly foolish, only they knew.

Wen Yue took a deep breath. The former Zhao Yan would never have paid attention to these details in her words. Why was she paying attention now?

Was she finally starting to suspect her?

The Emperor must have said something.

Wen Yue took a sip of tea. “Oh, by the way, I’m going to the Duke Yi’s birthday banquet soon. Do you have any suitable headdresses?”

Ji Mingxiao didn’t initially want to give her any, but then she thought of something and had two sets brought out for her.

She was a princess, and her headdresses were naturally not for Wen Yue to use. Although the rules of this world were not as strict, rules still existed.

“How do you like them? These are my favorites. You’ll definitely be the most stunning person there.”

Wen Yue nodded. “They’re so beautiful.”

She had an ulterior motive. She wanted everyone to know that her status was the same as the princess’s.

What a princess could wear, she could wear too.

Ji Mingxiao looked at her, a gentle smile on her face.

System A sighed softly, knowing that this time Wen Yue was about to take a big fall.

The Prime Minister wanted to rebel, and many people were following him, but most of the scholars in the world were still like Wen Zhuo.

As the head of the civil officials and the benchmark for scholars across the land, the Prime Minister’s daughter was publicly challenging the authority of the royal family.

What would others think?

Ji Mingxiao couldn’t wait to watch the show. Even if no one brought it up, she would make sure someone did.

When Wen Yue left, she was all smiles.

Ji Mingxiao had thought she was clever, but in the end, she was still just a sixteen-year-old girl.

After Wen Yue left, Xi Ruan walked in and glanced at Ji Mingxiao.

“I didn’t touch her, and I kept two meters away from her,” Ji Mingxiao immediately said.

Xi Ruan was a little helpless and tapped Ji Mingxiao’s forehead. “I believe you. No need to explain.”

“You’re so good to me,” Ji Mingxiao hugged Xi Ruan’s waist and rubbed her face against her stomach.

Xi Ruan pinched Ji Mingxiao’s cheek.

“Just wait for the show to begin in a few days,” Ji Mingxiao let go of Xi Ruan. “I hadn’t even figured out what my next step should be, and she just handed me a handle to use against her.”

Xi Ruan laughed, “You’re definitely more wicked.”

“She’s the one who’s stupid. I’m so nice; how am I stupid?” Ji Mingxiao looked at Xi Ruan with a look of injustice.

Xi Ruan narrowed her eyes. “I feel like you’ve become a lot softer since you started dating.”

“It’s not being soft; I’m just relaxed when I’m with you. I don’t have to be so tense. As a CEO, you have to maintain a certain demeanor. It’s exhausting to keep up the act all the time. Who doesn’t want someone they can lean on?” Ji Mingxiao leaned against Xi Ruan.

Xi Ruan stroked Ji Mingxiao’s hair, not knowing what to say.

The next day, Ji Mingxiao went to the Imperial Study to find Zhao Xun.

When Zhao Xun saw Ji Mingxiao, he immediately put down the things he was holding.

In the past, when Zhao Yan came to see Zhao Xun, it was never for anything important, but now she always had something to discuss.

“Imperial Sister? What do we have to do this time?” Zhao Xun looked at Ji Mingxiao, his eyes filled with a hint of excitement.

Ji Mingxiao raised an eyebrow as she looked at Zhao Xun. Everyone else had automatically left when she entered.

“Yesterday, Wen Yue took two sets of my headdresses. Have someone write an article in advance. The theme should be that since Prime Minister Wen is the head of the civil officials, yet he indulges his daughter in challenging the royal family, does this also demonstrate the Prime Minister’s disloyal heart?” Ji Mingxiao said.

“As the saying goes, ‘If the child is not taught, it is the father’s fault.’ Children always learn from their parents. Also, be sure to write that I am very naive and easily fooled. After all, my relationship with Wen Yue is good, and I’m afraid she’ll use that to counterattack. The previous incident with the Wen family can also be brought up again.”

Zhao Xun was stunned for a moment. He frowned unhappily when he heard Ji Mingxiao call herself naive. His sister was clearly not foolish at all.

“Okay. If Prime Minister Wen sees Wen Yue’s outfit in advance, he should warn her, but it’s still better to be prepared,” Ji Mingxiao looked at Zhao Xun and noticed that he was looking at her with a look of worship.

She felt a little helpless.

“Sister, were you always hiding your abilities before?” Zhao Xun looked at Ji Mingxiao.

Ji Mingxiao was silent again.

What a good younger brother, finding an excuse for his sister’s unusual behavior.

“I just suddenly understood a few things,” Ji Mingxiao smiled, looking at Zhao Xun. “After all, I’m the older sister. I can’t always let you, my younger brother, stand in front.”

Zhao Xun took a deep breath, and the expression on his face became much more serious. “I’m supposed to protect my sister.”

Ji Mingxiao raised her hand and ruffled Zhao Xun’s hair. “Now it’s a matter for the entire Zhao royal family. It can’t all fall on you alone.”

The two had dinner together, and Ji Mingxiao didn’t return until it was dark.

Zhao Xun showed Ji Mingxiao some confidential reports. The situation was slightly better than she had thought.

At the very least, the royal family itself was united, so the several princes outside the capital were now also suppressing the Wen family’s branch.

When Ji Mingxiao returned, Xi Ruan was standing at the door waiting. Their eyes met, and they both brightened a little. Ji Mingxiao couldn’t help but curve her lips into a smile. They looked at each other, and even though they didn’t speak, everything was understood without words.

Xi Ruan poured Ji Mingxiao a glass of plain water, without any tea leaves.

“Was everything okay while I was gone?” This time, Ji Mingxiao hadn’t taken Xi Ruan with her.

“Yes, there were far fewer people to chat with than before.”

Ji Mingxiao nodded. Her current persona for Xi Ruan was a timid little white flower, but she was meant to evolve into a domineering one, step by step.

However, in Xi Ruan’s words, she hoped to finish this world before she had to become a domineering flower.

She didn’t like ancient worlds and absolutely, absolutely did not want to clean.

“Should I just tell the Emperor I’m taking you as my own?” Ji Mingxiao thought that with Zhao Xun’s doting-on-his-sister mentality, he would definitely accept her being with a girl. “That way you won’t have to do any work.”

Xi Ruan: …

“No. I refuse. Don’t even think about it,” Xi Ruan said with a cold, three-part rejection.

Ji Mingxiao was a little disappointed but knew she was just daydreaming.

The Duke Yi’s birthday was fast approaching, and Ji Mingxiao was also going. Duke Yi had fought in the northwest in his youth, conquering all the small neighboring states. Although he was no longer in court, his prestige remained.

It was normal that Duke Yi didn’t like Zhao Yan, as she was too willful and lived a life of luxury.

Ji Mingxiao went with Zhao Xun. The Empress didn’t accompany them, so Ji Mingxiao walked half a step behind Zhao Xun. Zhao Xun wanted Ji Mingxiao to walk beside him, but Ji Mingxiao refused.

She scanned the people kneeling on the ground, slowly averting her gaze. It was her first time being knelt to by so many people at once. To be honest, it was a bit shocking and a little disorienting.

Zhao Xun personally helped Duke Yi up and said many kind words.

Ji Mingxiao also stepped forward and said a few words of good fortune, a smile on her face that made her look joyous.

Duke Yi looked at Ji Mingxiao but didn’t say anything. Ji Mingxiao sat down in a seat among the female guests, and her eyes immediately fell on Wen Yue in the distance.

Perfect. She had brought that set of headdresses.

Wen Yue also smiled back at Ji Mingxiao, looking like she was in a very good mood.

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