Neither of them asked that question, but Huyan Yichen asked curiously, "What do you mean? This is a memorial to His Majesty. You can't just hand in blank sheets."
Feng Wu only smiled mysteriously and didn't say anything.
The less Feng Wu said the more curious Huyan Yichen became. He nudged Feng Wu's arm and said anxiously, "Just tell me."
Having no other choice, Feng Wu sighed and waved at the three of them.
Hence, the three of them gathered around and formed a circle.
A few steps away, Quan Xi, the prince's personal guard, couldn't believe his eyes.
Wasn't the prince supposed to be aloof and unapproachable? But now, he was eavesdropping with his back arched and his buttocks raised… Was he still the prince and the future king?!
Feng Wu had no idea what was going on in the guard's head. She summarized her plan in a few words.
Huyan Yichen was the first to be astonished.
