When she saw Yu Dingxing's only remaining eye bloodshot and furious, staring at her with rage, Yu Mingyue felt a bit guilty despite her disgust for this scoundrel.
She averted her gaze and softly said, "I just asked a question, why is Father so angry?"
Yu Dingxing, having navigated the treacherous waters of officialdom for years, managing to align himself successfully at critical moments to become a founding hero, had an eye trained in the fires of experience, so Yu Mingyue's thoughts couldn't escape his notice. He clenched his fists, the illness and suffering over these days making it hard to suppress the fury in his heart. Yet with another thought, he forcefully swallowed back the rage that was close to erupting.
He sneered and said, "So, you're saying, it's just me being paranoid?"
"..."
Yu Mingyue glanced at him, eyes flickering, without responding, prompting Yu Dingxing to continue, "What answer does the Crown Princess Consort wish to obtain from this old minister?"
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