Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 27 - 026 Prime Minister Residences Number One Talented

Chapter 27: 026 Prime Minister Residence’s Number One Talented Lady (8)

Chapter 27: 026 Prime Minister Residence’s Number One Talented Lady (8)

“The precious daughter of Ye Aiqing!” The Emperor couldn’t contain his excitement at the thought, and looking at the Third Prince, said, “I remember that you were once quite close with Shaohua. How is it that you seem to know nothing?”

At these words, everyone present shrank their pupils, especially the Third Prince. He stared blankly at the blueprint.

If it weren’t for the Emperor’s firm declaration, who amongst those present would believe that this meticulous blueprint could come from that former talented lady long forgotten by all?

The current talented lady who treasured her revised blueprint like a gem—it now appeared rudely crude like a piece of rough paper in front of that blueprint.

“Has Commander Yu of Shenji Camp arrived?” the Emperor inquired, then turned to ask the eunuch beside him.

“Your Majesty, he will arrive shortly,” the chief eunuch said in a high-pitched voice. “This servant has already sent people to hasten Commander Yu with all speed.”

Commander Yu, responsible for weapon manufacturing, arrived promptly. He gazed at the blueprint left by Ye Shaohua, unable to collect his thoughts for a long time, “Quick, instruct Shenji Camp that we have a lead! No one is to disturb us during this time!”

Upon learning that the blueprint was from Ye Shaohua, Commander Yu gasped in shock.

He nearly ignored the Emperor in his excitement, but the Emperor understood his feelings and said nothing, merely waving a hand with a smile, signalling the Shenji Camp to work through the night diligently.

As the Third Prince and others left with Commander Yu, the commander was unaware that Bai Zhenzhen had also come to present a blueprint and hurriedly bowed to the Third Prince, “Your Highness, I must urgently attend to weapon matters and must take my leave.”

The Third Prince stood still, tugging at his mouth, failing to muster a smile. What was the Emperor’s expression when he left implying?

And how… could such a blueprint have been created by Ye Shaohua? The Third Prince forced himself to recall past information about her—a rigid woman like most others of the world, whose impression had faded long ago after seeing how different Bai Zhenzhen was.

But now, who could have imagined that such a woman had such enormous talent?!

Especially since yesterday, when Prime Minister Ye had personally visited the residence. The Third Prince had not even bothered to entertain him. Reflecting on this, his face grew even more regretful.

At a time like this, one must not push the Ye Family away. “Someone, summon Imperial Physician Li to see me.”

He remembered that the illnesses of the entire Prime Minister Residence were under the care of Imperial Physician Li.

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The Third Prince left in a rush, without even speaking much to Bai Zhenzhen.

Bai Zhenzhen herself was not calm. She knew that design was from the modern era. Now that someone had drawn it so clearly, did it mean that Ye Shaohua was also from the modern time?

No, that can’t be right. If Ye Shaohua was from the modern era, she would’ve exposed Bai Zhenzhen’s lies by now. It must be a coincidence.

With that thought, Bai Zhenzhen’s mind gradually settled, and her gaze grew deeper. As long as they were ancient people, that was good. Her mind was loaded with countless mature systems from ancient times, and she could casually take out a system that would impress the Emperor. She had plenty of methods to deal with these ancient people.

**

The Third Prince brought Imperial Physician Li to the Ye Residence. The physician was somewhat unwilling, but it was just to give face to the Third Prince.

“Prime Minister Ye, I heard that your esteemed wife is seriously ill. I have specially sought Imperial Physician Li to treat her,” the Third Prince said smoothly and with respectful courtesy, “I think, Prime Minister, you wouldn’t want your wife to be ill continuously, right?”

Prime Minister Ye truly did not wish for much interaction with the Third Prince. In these past few days, he had seen through more people’s true natures than in half his lifetime.

Especially since even his daughter was being dragged into it, Prime Minister Ye pursed his lips.

If his wife were well, she would certainly not accept this insincere kindness from the Third Prince. After some thought, he declined politely.

“Prime Minister Ye, only Imperial Physician Li can treat your wife’s illness,” declared the Third Prince, looking at him with an implicitly threatening tone.

Everyone knew that Imperial Physician Li was affiliated with the Third Prince.

“Only he can treat her? Tsk, even I wouldn’t dare to say that,” a voice came from outside the main entrance as a figure in a green brocade robe walked in with an air of casual elegance, a piece of ancient jade hanging from his waist.

“The Divine Physician Zu Huan!” exclaimed Imperial Physician Li.

The Third Prince was greatly shaken. Zu Huan, the number one divine physician of Jianghu, a name known to many but seen by few, just like Tan Jizi, usually stayed out of imperial affairs. What was he doing here?

Not just the Third Prince, Prime Minister Ye was also astonished.

Zu Huan, such a haughty individual, would not bother with Imperial Physician Li and only bowed to Prime Minister Ye, “Shaohua sent a message by pigeon, asking me to hasten here with all speed. Uncle Ye, I rushed here from my duties, you’ll have to let her compensate me well…”

When the Third Prince left the Ye Residence, he floated away, hardly believing that Ye Shaohua, whom he hadn’t inquired about for three years, had such great capabilities, even enjoying a close relationship with Zu Huan.

**

The next day, the Emperor rewarded the Ye Residence with high praise, sending rare treasures one after another to their doorstep.

After experiencing decline, the Ye Residence rose to become the foremost household in the Imperial City, more prosperous than ever before!

And the matchmakers who came to propose for Ye Shaohua and Ye Huaijin were countless.

To avoid Zu Huan and Lady Ye, Ye Shaohua went out for a stroll through the streets and alleys with Mo Hen.

Ye Shaohua carried a birdcage in one hand and bird food in the other, whistling merrily, the very picture of a dandified youth.

“Lady, we should take a different alley; there are assassins ahead,” said Mo Hen, glancing at the bustling alley with some displeasure, “We’ll have to take a detour again.”

A line of fierce, black-clothed figures, hearing this, turned their menacing faces, drawing their swords, and headed straight towards Ye Shaohua, “Since you’ve seen us, not one of you shall leave!”

“Miss, be careful!” The Crown Prince’s bodyguard exclaimed, his pupils shrinking.

Before they knew it, Mo Hen reached out and caught the sword that had been aimed at Ye Shaohua’s throat, trapping it between her fingers.

The Crown Prince’s bodyguard also paused for a moment, and in that instant, noticed the Crown Prince turning pale, his hand that had been blocking a hidden weapon went limp, “Your Highness!”

Ye Shaohua narrowed her eyes slightly. She wanted to turn away but at that second, she saw a bright red mole on the palm of the Crown Prince, who had lowered his hand.

Huangfu Yunzhong anticipated his inescapable fate as his chronic affliction flared up, yet the next moment, a whistling sound pierced the air.

The poisoned hidden weapon collided with a copper coin, and both clattered to the ground.

Huangfu Yunzhong swiftly turned to look at the canary-yellow figure.

“Lady, didn’t you say that people would be jealous if they knew about your supreme martial prowess?”

“Useless mutt, if you could be of any use, would your master have to take action?”

…

The Imperial Palace.

The Empress’s chamber was filled with the fragrance of burning incense as Huangfu Yunzhong and the Third Prince sat down to her side.

She took a sip of tea and spoke blandly, “Yunzhong, your health is poor, so hand over the management of Shenji Camp to your younger brother.”

Huangfu Yunzhong, having just survived an assassination attempt, felt no grief. Since childhood, due to combat wounds from the battlefield, he had suffered from a hidden illness so the throne was never a prospect for him.

Everyone knew that his position as Crown Prince was merely a consolation from the Emperor.

He had grown accustomed to the cold treatment from his mother.