Ren Baqian took a break in a room while pondering over how he could find an opportunity to contact the empress. At that moment, he heard the ringing of a bell coming from the center of the village.
"12 rings. All of the honored ones are coming! They actually think so highly of you!" Yun Yuhan was leaning against the door when her face suddenly changed.
Ren Baqian opened his eyes and smiled, saying, "I asked you yesterday if you wanted to know what I said to Wen Xiaosheng… Now, it's too late!"
She walked to Ren Baqian and asked softly, "Why is it too late? Unless you don't want to tell me…"
He slid his finger across Yun Yuhan's face and said, "I really don't have much interest in telling you now!"
Her arm started moving, but it stopped almost instantly. Her palm paused a few centimeters away from his face, and he could feel the wind from it.
