Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed!-Chapter 48 - 47: She Really Can Hear What I’m Thinking!
Wu Ziyu was nearly frenzied, cursing Su Juan.
She cursed her for being hypocritical, for outwardly respecting the Emperor while internally calling him an old fool.
Su Juan was shocked, "Damn! She can really hear what I’m thinking!"
"Heavens, what’s going on!?"
"Wait...could it be that others can hear it too?"
The surroundings were silent, and Su Juan discreetly glanced around, suspicious of everyone’s reactions.
The Old Emperor and others were better at feigning ignorance than one another.
First, Xie Xun sneered, "How many times has Miss Wu said this? How is it possible for anyone to hear others’ thoughts?"
Duke Ping agreed, "She must fear punishment by Your Majesty, hence speaking nonsense."
The Old Emperor looked at Minister Wu, furrowing his brows slightly, "Minister Wu, could it be your granddaughter has gone hysterical?"
"Should we summon the Imperial Physician to examine her?"
Minister Wu was in terror, "This old minister thanks Your Majesty for your concern!"
If she was still skeptical of the others, observing Liu Xuan gave Su Juan true reassurance; Liu Xuan never lies.
These people clearly didn’t look like they could hear her, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Scared me to death, I was afraid everyone could hear—what a calamity that would be."
"But come to think of it, if the Old Emperor and others could truly hear my thoughts, my head would have surely been removed a thousand times by now!"
Just now, the Old Emperor almost called to have Minister Wu’s insane granddaughter dragged away and beaten to death with sticks, but had only just cooled his anger.
Fortunately, you have some self-awareness, and it is due to my sage governance that I don’t engage in senseless accusations.
Su Juan knelt on the ground, her voice filled with bleeding loyalty, "Your Majesty, I have a sincere and loyal heart, never daring any disrespect towards Your Majesty or other noble lords!"
"I do not acknowledge such charges, nor dare to admit them!"
Wu Ziyu was reddened with anger, looking at her father and grandfather, "Father, Grandpa, can you really not hear it?"
Minister Wu’s face was pale, "Ziyu, do not speak nonsense before the Emperor! What has the family taught you daily to make such slanders?"
Su Juan was surprised, "Minister Wu is really so upright, he doesn’t even believe his granddaughter’s words."
"But of course, the idea of hearing others’ thoughts sounds absurd—if it were me, I wouldn’t believe it either."
Wu Ziyu’s eyes were red, not understanding why none of these people helped her, not even her grandfather, father, or uncles, all pretending not to hear.
She felt both angry and sorrowful, tears streaming down, "Your Majesty! I am not lying!"
The Old Emperor was extremely disappointed, waving his hand to signal the Wu Family to take Wu Ziyu away.
Su Juan met Wu Ziyu’s gaze, those eyes like knives, seemingly wanting to slice her a thousand times. She sighed, "Why was I born in this world when Ziyu exists."
Wu Ziyu was pulled away by Father Wu, accompanied by the sound of two slaps, startling Su Juan.
She was still a bit dazed, "But how is Wu Ziyu able to hear what I’m thinking?"
"Could she be some sort of chosen one...no no no! Who would have such a stupid chosen one?"
Xie Xun nearly laughed out loud; indeed, it was absurd.
The Wu Family felt discontent internally; what do you mean stupid, what Ziyu said was clearly the truth, but with the Old Emperor feigning ignorance, what dare they say unless they wished to lose their heads.
"I don’t know how the wise Minister Wu taught such a simple-minded granddaughter."
Su Juan almost shook her head; if she could hear others’ thoughts, she certainly wouldn’t speak of it lightly—otherwise, she’d be considered a monster.
The Old Emperor inwardly scoffed, this Minister Wu nearly ruined my plans!
His voice was low, bearing the authority of the Emperor, "Minister Wu, regardless of how busy affairs may be, you mustn’t neglect the discipline of the young ones."
"Your Majesty’s rebuke is justified, this old minister admits his fault." Minister Wu lowered his head, preparing to face the fury, memories clouded by Su Juan’s recent words.
He hesitated to believe the words of Su Juan, merely an inner-chamber woman, yet each time she spoke, her accuracy was disturbing.
Your Majesty has no heir; eventually, someone capable from the clan must be chosen as Crown Prince. The court is ever-changing, who among them isn’t involved?
Prince Jing is Your Majesty’s full brother, the most reasonable choice, yet everyone knows he lacks interest in governance and has attempted to resign several times, let alone become Crown Prince.
Prince Han has spent years on the battlefield, focused on warfare, his aura of murder too strong—how could such a person be fit?
In truth, Prince Heng seems most suitable; though somewhat mediocre, historically not every monarch has been exceptionally brilliant.
Initially selecting Prince Heng, Minister Wu held no doubts about his decision, but now, Su Juan’s words made him falter, fearing that supporting Prince Heng could bring disastrous consequences to the Wu Family!
His heart raced, eyes blinded, nearly fainting.
Su Juan observed, hoping, "Minister Wu isn’t going to fake fainting like others now, is he?"
Minister Wu: "..." Even if I die here, I’ll never faint!
The Old Emperor coughed lightly; if they delve further, Su Juan might suspect something.
He then assumed a fair posture, "It seems Miss Wu’s hysteria caused this commotion."
"Indeed, if not treated properly, this hysteria could scare me to death, my soul nearly vanished."
"Gentlemen, in my view, it’s time to conclude this matter; disperse for now, with the year-end approaching, avoid causing trouble."
"The Old Emperor indeed seems lazy, just wanting a holiday."
The Old Emperor’s temple throbbed hard, for whom does he labor?
For whom does he labor!?
The Old Emperor was heartbroken—the Su Juan truly failed to understand his painstaking efforts!
The Wu Family dared not object, bowing to the Old Emperor and apologizing to Duke Ping’s family before leaving sheepishly.
Duke Ping snorted coldly, finding no solace, but did not press the matter.
Ultimately, with the situation at this point, any further pursuit would antagonize the Old Emperor.
As the group departed, Su Juan glanced at the warm clothes beside her, "Alas, come tomorrow, I’ll make another for Duke Ping." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
Duke Ping’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, appreciating the thoughtful girl.
He regretted that such a good girl wasn’t his own daughter!
Comparisons are painful; at this moment, as Duke Ping looked at Xie Xun, he couldn’t hide his disdain—unlike this son, who was useless and merely squandered family wealth.
Xie Xun: "???" What kind of look!?
Are you blaming me for not being able to have a daughter?
After these people left, the Old Emperor cradled the warm clothes as if they were a treasure, "Look, what a marvelous thing."
The Eunuch chuckled, "Indeed, this Lord Su is truly wise."
The Old Emperor narrowed his eyes, pleased, acknowledging that despite her occasional annoyances, Su Juan was sometimes useful.
...
Outside the palace hall, Earl Shengping coughed several times, rubbing his palms, muttering about the cold, then changed his tone, "Xiao Su... this weather is cold, do take care of yourself."
Su Juan was puzzled by the sudden address from Earl Shengping, who had no usual interaction, "?"
