The moment the court officials heard that today’s gossip was about the Northern Prince, none of them had any mind left for state affairs.
Their ears perked up higher than ever before.
Finally!
They were going to hear his gossip!
This was truly unprecedented!
In the ranks, Feng Huai’an had just managed to settle his nerves, only for them to rise again.
Please, this girl… don’t expose anything scandalous.
His poor old father’s heart couldn’t take it!
He silently prayed.
In the back row, Feng Zhe Kai subtly adjusted his posture.
He had already decided that if his sister’s inner thoughts touched anything private, he would step forward—
and interrupt her with a cough!
At that moment, the system spoke up eagerly:
【Host, you left home in such a rush this morning you didn’t notice.】
【This system scanned the area and found several groups of people lurking around your residence, acting suspiciously!】
【Lurking?】
【Who?】
Feng Zhe Xuan’s heart tightened.
Countless possibilities flashed through her mind.
【Don’t tell me… assassins trying to kill me?】
【Or some corrupt officials I exposed coming for revenge?】
The atmosphere in the Hall of Golden Luan instantly dropped.
A cold glint flashed in the emperor Xiao Jue Chen’s eyes.
His fingers tapped the dragon throne unconsciously—
each tap heavy with killing intent.
An assassination attempt on the Northern Prince?
Who had the guts?
Over the past year, thanks to the leakage of her inner voice, there were certainly many who wanted her silenced.
But those bold enough to act in the capital…
Officials glanced around nervously, trying to identify the hidden assassin.
Several who had been exposed by her gossip were sweating profusely, afraid they would be suspected.
Feng Zhe Kai’s brows also darkened.
The system continued:
【Host, you’re overthinking it. They don’t have the courage to kill you even if you gave them ten times the guts.】
【Then what are they doing?】
【Robbery?】
Feng Zhe Xuan grew more puzzled.
【Neither.】
The system paused dramatically.
【Strictly speaking… they’re a group of peeping toms.】
【Huh?】
Feng Zhe Xuan was stunned.
She thought she misheard.
【They’ve been stationed outside your residence since dawn, freezing in the cold wind, noses running…】
【Just waiting for your carriage to come out, so they can peek through the curtain gap… and catch a glimpse of you.】
【A glimpse of me?】
She froze.
Then a wildly narcissistic thought surfaced.
【System… are you saying they admire me?】
Her heartbeat inexplicably sped up.
【Bingo! Correct!】
The system’s voice rose:
【Host, you severely underestimate your popularity.】
【There’s already an unofficial “Northern Prince Admirers’ Alliance” in the capital.】
【So many people that it could form an entire reinforced battalion!】
【And it’s highly organized too.】
【There’s an intelligence group tracking your movements.】
【A logistics group collecting your preferences.】
【And even a literary group writing storybooks about you!】
The entire court: “……”
This twist nearly threw their backs out.
After a brief silence, everyone slowly processed it.
The Northern Prince was powerful, wealthy enough to rival a small nation…
and blessed with a face that could topple cities.
With that combination, not being admired would be the strange part.
But this “structured fan organization”…
was a bit too professional, wasn’t it?
Feng Zhe Xuan was overjoyed internally.
She tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth from rising.
Outwardly, she still maintained a calm, composed expression:
【Sigh, this is really troublesome.】
【I know I’m naturally gifted and charming beyond control.】
【But having so many people like me… it’s honestly a burden.】
【After all, my heart only holds two things: state affairs and gossip.】
The system couldn’t help but retort:
【Host, true beauty is not being aware of it. You are way too aware.】
Feng Zhe Xuan snorted internally:
【Not aware of it?】
【That’s either self-deception or insecurity.】
【Someone like me—confident and outstanding—how could I not know I’m beautiful?】
【There are mirrors in my residence, you know.】
【Every morning I confirm it: yes, still breathtaking.】
The system sighed:
【That’s not confidence. That’s clinical narcissism.】
The court officials: “……”
Hard to argue.
Because… somehow it sounded reasonable.
After all, the Northern Prince did have the qualifications.
【So how many secretly like me?】
She asked eagerly.
【Conservatively speaking—over a hundred.】
【Most of them hide their feelings.】
【But more than ten are hardcore fans, actively creating chances just to see you.】
【Some wait outside the palace gates after court.】
【They watch your carriage disappear from afar before reluctantly leaving.】
【Their backs are extremely tragic.】
【So timid? They don’t even dare follow you?】
She was surprised.
【Some even rent small attic rooms along your route to court.】
【They wake up earlier than chickens just to peek at your carriage through window cracks.】
【Those rents are now sky-high.】
Feng Zhe Xuan was slightly dazed.
She passed those streets every day—how had she never noticed?
Were these people secretly trained assassins or something?
Or was she just too focused on eating gossip?
Feng Huai’an felt complicated.
Proud… yet worried.
And then came the darker thought:
With so many people after her… maybe we should just bring them all into the household.
Feng Zhe Kai, however, frowned slightly.
This behavior, while seemingly “romantic,” bordered on harassment.
He silently made a note—
security at the manor must be strengthened.
【Strange… if so many people like me, why does no one dare confess or propose?】
The question echoed through her mind.
The entire court, including the emperor:
Who would dare?!
Confess to the Northern Prince?
Rejection or acceptance didn’t matter.
If she got annoyed, she might expose your entire family’s scandals.
Light cases: social death.
Severe cases: extermination-level embarrassment.
This ancestor had even once hung princes from trees.
Who would dare provoke her?
The system gave a very official answer:
【Probably because you’re too perfect. Radiant beyond reach.】
【They feel unworthy and can only admire you from afar.】
Feng Zhe Xuan pouted:
【That’s not necessary! I’m very approachable!】
The system gave examples:
【For instance, the youngest son of the Minister of Personnel goes daily to “Fuman Pavilion” to buy candied hawthorns.】
【Hoping to run into you.】
【After half a month, he never saw you—he just gained five jin instead.】
The minister nearly stumbled in court.
So that brat had been eating candy all this time?!
He thought it was filial piety!
And now he was chasing her?
Madness.
The system continued:
【The grandson of Minister of War Li studied military strategy obsessively just to talk to you one day.】
【He became so absorbed he now mutters to sand tables like a lunatic.】
【His parents even called a Daoist priest.】
【The priest said: not possession—love sickness.】
The old minister turned bright red.
He wanted to find a crack in the ground and disappear.
And then—
【Oh right, Host. Do you remember the naked man you once rescued from a tree?】
【Naked? Oh… vaguely.】
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