Started as a mute girl? I prospered in the lean years

Wei Yunjue has been back in the palace for seven or eight days. During this period, he has not reviewed any memorials, but he has not had an easy time.

Seven days ago, after He Yin left, he yawned continuously while reading memorials. Finally, he could not resist the sleepiness and fell asleep on the table.

He didn't know how long he had slept before he was awakened by the young eunuch who had been watching him. With a dazed look on his face, the eunuchs dressed him up as the little servant who used to be with He Yin. After he woke up a little, he was taken to the bedroom where He Yin lived.

He talked with the energetic Mr. He until dawn, and Mr. He revealed to him mostly some recent changes in the court.

Wei Yunjue was tired and sleepy, with an injury on his leg. He complained in his heart, but he had to listen patiently. When he was about to give up, the regent, who was obviously in a good mood, said, "Before Nanxia goes on a diplomatic mission to Dajin, you must be careful about your words and actions. After I leave, the position of regent will be temporarily held by you."

These words startled Wei Yunjue so much that he lost all sleepiness and almost jumped up from his seat.

If this were discovered by others, who knows what kind of disturbance it would cause.

and also……

"We clearly agreed on three years. How can you... Sir, go back on your word?"

He Yin's eyes darkened instantly. "If I really want to leave, can you stop me? Not to mention you, who in the whole country of Nanxia can stop me?"

Wei Yunjue's excitement receded like a tide in an instant, and he suddenly realized one thing - when the gap in strength between the two sides is too big, the stronger party can be free from any constraints, especially since his only bargaining chip has been taken away by the other party.

He slumped down in his chair, his mind full of thoughts, "What about Wei An? How are you going to deal with him?"

"Whether he is good or bad depends on your thoughts."

Wei Yunjue gritted his teeth and said, "I understand. I... agree."

"In that case," Fu Yin's expression turned from gloomy to bright, "The regent is still short of a little servant. After I leave, he will continue to follow you."

Wei Yunjue looked up suddenly, and was caught off guard by the surprise. He grinned immediately, and only after the joy did he have the energy to think about the possibility of someone else taking his place.

"How can this... be concealed from the world?"

Not to mention anything else, just the fact that their figures and voices are not similar at all, how could they possibly deceive those ministers who are full of tricks?

Fu Yin said calmly, "That depends on your ability. I will go as a subordinate of the regent during this mission to Dajin. During this period, you will be in charge of Nanxia's political affairs."

He stood up from his seat and looked down at Wei Yunjue, "Don't worry, I will do what I promised you. Since you have returned to the palace, you should help me. Do you really expect me, a non-Southern Xia person, to work hard for the Southern Xia Kingdom for three years?"

Wei Yunjue opened his lips, then felt he had nothing to say, so he closed his mouth.

This was supposed to be his burden, and he really had no right to complain.

The sky was just getting brighter outside. Fu Yin had been busy all night, and his brows were inevitably stained with fatigue. He walked slowly towards the door and said in a weary tone: "During this period, if there is any unusual movement in the court, kill them without mercy."

After saying this, his slender figure slowly disappeared around the corner.

The lazy voice uttered murderous words, and hearing them made people feel as if there was a cold and slippery poisonous snake quietly spitting out its tongue behind their neck.

Wei Yunjue's expression was blank for a moment. After he came to his senses, he suddenly realized something and looked thoughtful.

Ever since he faked his death, Mr. He never attended the morning court despite being the regent. Although he was in the harem, he knew everything that happened in the previous court.

Now the court is divided into two factions. His uncle was not at peace when he was in power, and now that his son has become the emperor, he is secretly forming a clique for personal gain, becoming a faction naturally opposed to He Yin.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, so the Wu family naturally stood on the side of the little emperor.

Wei Yunjue secretly wondered, Mr. He wanted to use the diplomatic mission to Da Jin as an excuse to trick the emperor's uncle and his party into thinking they could take advantage of the situation?

Then wouldn't it be better if he pretended to be less like her?

It turned out that he was wrong.

During the seven days, he was almost inseparable from Mr. He, following him like a shadow, observing and imitating him.

The scary thing was that this former gentleman seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He noticed that he was distracted and just gave him a cold look. Then he began to test him on some urgent issues presented by his courtiers.

After all, he had been an emperor for so many years. Wouldn't it be a disgrace to say something without substance? He had to rack his brains every time, and his master was never satisfied with this.

It must be said that Mr. Heyin did his job very well, but he, as a student, could only swallow his bitterness and suffer in silence.

Wei Yunjue was suffering during those difficult days. Seven days passed like this. Early in the morning, the eunuch beside Mr. He came to his door and told him that he didn't need to follow him today. This gave him a brief moment of relaxation from the tension in his head.

At this time, Fu Yin was waiting in the space for Shen Huaixu to tell him whether there were any changes in the Cui Yi vine.

Entering the space without using his mental power to detect the outside world meant that he could only wait passively. And he could not sense the passage of time in the outside world while in the space.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Fu Yin heard that familiar voice.

"The Emerald Vine... has sprouted a new bud, a very small one."

Fu Yin put down the finger that was pressed against his long eyebrows, and a hint of joy flashed across his face, "In that case, can I go over and take a look?"

There was no talk from the other side, only rustling sounds. After a moment, he heard Shen Huaixu hesitate and say, "I dug the soil away and took a look. The iron box seems to be corroded."

Fu Yin's eyebrows jumped, and without thinking, he flashed out of the space.

Shen Huaixu was squatting in front of a flowerpot, turning the soil with a silver hairpin in her hand. The sudden appearance of someone scared her so much that she almost fell to the ground.

"You--why didn't you tell me you were coming out? You scared me."

Fu Yin's temples throbbed, "I said it."

He glanced at the turned-over flowerpot. Some sticky and disgusting flesh and blood tissue were dug out from the still moist soil, and he could vaguely see the remnants of the iron box that had not yet been completely corroded.

There was a strange and unpleasant smell in the air.

Shen Huaixu continued to turn the tree without changing his expression or heartbeat, being careful not to touch the roots of the green vine. "Ah, maybe I didn't hear it. The sand boa must be dead."

As she spoke, her silver hairpin touched an object that was different from the soil. She thrust it in forcefully and then pulled it out. The tip of the hairpin brought out some gray-green liquid.

Shen Huaixu looked up to show Fu Yin, "Look, the encyclopedia says that the body fluid of sand boa is gray-green."

As a member of the Feiyuan clan, Fu Yin was inevitably a bit of a germaphobe, but his germaphobia was almost cured by Shen Huaixu during the process of fleeing famine. Although he still felt disgusted in his heart, he still took a look.

“I don’t feel any discomfort either.”

He looked at the flower pot again, and suddenly remembered something, so he squatted down and asked, "Have you found the tail sting of the sand boa?"

"Tail sting?"

Fu Yin took the silver hairpin from Shen Huaixu and nodded, "It is said that the tail spines of sand boa are very beautiful."

Shen Huaixu's eyes lit up. She had seen this in the encyclopedia. The bigger and more beautiful the tail spine of a sand boa constrictor, the higher its status in the tribe.

Unfortunately, there were no pictures in the encyclopedia, and the sand anaconda died so she never got to see what this creature looked like.

Noticing Fu Yin also digging the soil with a silver hairpin, she asked, "Are you looking for its tail thorn? What are you looking for?"

The tall guy was squatting in front of her and digging a pile of dirt. The contrast was quite big.

"Let me show you."

Shen Huaixu hurriedly grabbed his hand, "It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. Didn't you say that it is the only natural enemy of your Feiyuan? What if their flesh and blood are harmful to you?"

Fu Yin stopped and silently glanced at the hand that was grabbed by him. He dropped the silver hairpin and held it with his backhand, "Then I won't look at it."

After confirming that the sand boa was completely dead, Shen Huaixu put the Cui Yi vine back into the space, thinking of waiting until the Cui Yi vine grew up before testing whether it had medicinal value.

What she didn't know was that that night, when it was dark and windy and she was soundly asleep, Fu Yin came to the flowerpot and rummaged around for a long time before finding two tail thorns, one dark red and one pink and purple.

The two tail spikes were indeed very beautiful in color, just as Fu Yin had said, and it seemed as if there was water flowing inside them, and they looked sparkling to the naked eye.

He put them away carefully, intending to make a unique gift in the world.

Shen Huaixu originally wanted to find some time to look for it himself and broaden his horizons, but he came up empty-handed. He thought that the sand boa could become so vicious that it could even corrode its own tail stinger.