All the members are good people, only the host is a pervert

"Xiao Shiqi, if you count the days, the people sent by the court should be here soon. They are so slow." Lin Ruan thought of the system that she had neglected for a long time.

. . . . . .

"Seventeen, don't play dead. Isn't it just that I haven't chatted with you for a while? Is it dead?"

I won't even freeze if your computer crashes! Do I need you to chat with me? What I need is for you to let me intervene, what I need is for you to ask me to help you!

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But the system can't tell.

"I'm not pretending to be dead." The system said dryly.

Lin Ruan simply turned the tables, "Shiqi, I think you've been slacking off lately. Don't you have any channels for me to report this?"

The system was about to cry, "I'm not slacking off! It's you, the host, who won't let me get involved!"

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Lin Ruan's thoughts raced, but she didn't say anything. She just smiled and said, "Oh, it seems there is a channel for complaints. How do I complain? Can I just shout directly? Hurry up, I want to complain!"

The system was amused by Lin Ruan's anger. "Give up, host. The complaint channel doesn't exist."

While Lin Ruan was teasing the system every now and then, the envoy sent by the emperor finally arrived. Without even a moment to breathe, the messenger rushed to the door of the Princess's residence and loudly instructed Lin Ruan to prepare to receive the decree.

She respectfully accepted the imperial edict ordering her to return to Beijing soon, but when she stood up, her figure swayed a few times, and An Lan quickly supported her.

Facing the imperial envoy, Lin Ruan displayed the vulnerability expected of a young woman from the harem. Tears welled up in her eyes, her hands tightly clutching the jade pendant at her waist, a relic of her mother's, as if unable to withstand such a blow. "I... I always thought I was staying here to mourn for my mother and father, but now... now... what should I do?"

Her voice trembled, and her bewildered look made the imperial envoy soften his voice. He said softly, "Princess, please accept my condolences. The Emperor has already ordered the management of the Princess's residence in the capital, so you can go there to observe your mourning. Moreover," the imperial envoy's voice was soothing and comforting, "the Emperor is also your uncle. He is deeply saddened by the Princess's sudden passing. He was still in poor health when I arrived. Your presence would also ease the Emperor's pain of missing his family."

Lin Ruan raised her eyes and looked at the imperial envoy timidly, "I haven't seen my uncle for three years. Will the emperor still like me as much as before?"

Looking at Lin Ruan like this, the imperial envoy's expression became more relaxed and gentle, "Princess, I will. The emperor misses you too."

"Okay, then please wait for a few days, sir. I'll take care of things and give orders to the government. After all, I have to take my mother and father's spirits back to the capital, and I'm afraid they won't come back again."

"Okay, I'll take my leave now. Please let me know when the princess is ready." After the imperial envoy left, Lin Ruan returned to his room. After thinking for a moment, he whispered to Kong Zhu, "Send a message saying I want to see the General of the State."

After the training of Lin Ruan's four maids, Luo Mei was the most capable and was mainly responsible for managing the affairs of the outer courtyard and outside the mansion. Rou Mei was gentle but extremely careful and was in charge of the maids and old women in Lin Ruan's courtyard. She was good at diabolo and had a lively personality. She was bold and secretive and was responsible for contacting the generals privately and gathering information. An Lan had some abilities in all aspects, so she was kept by Lin Ruan to serve her.

Under An Lan's protection, Lin Ruan followed Kong Zhu to the Fuguo General's Mansion, where they had a private conversation in the study. "General, I'm going north this time. You need to pay close attention to the military affairs on the frontier." Her voice was soft, but it revealed unquestionable determination. "The Emperor has sent someone here this time. You need to pay attention to the changes in the positions of the generals. Those who remain unchanged or have been promoted don't need to worry about it for now, but keep an eye on those who have been demoted."

Lin Ruan still spoke out, "I'm afraid someone might be guilty, like that General."

The auxiliary general's expression remained unchanged. Perhaps he had already guessed it in his mind, "The princess means..."

"I didn't say anything," Lin Ruan interrupted General Fuguo. "Those who are promoted aren't necessarily clean, but those who aren't clean are just targets. The dog that bites doesn't bark." She looked at General Fuguo, fearing that this loyal general would be blinded by the thought of revenge. "The truth about my mother and father's death is indeed important, but you and I can guess who is behind it. This is not the Dali Temple. There is no need to find evidence. The most important thing is to protect ourselves. The Princess's Mansion can't lose you again at this time. We can't lose control of the Northern Frontier. Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, Princess. I will protect this place well." General Fuguo knelt on the ground, a gesture of true submission. His answer was sonorous and powerful, and his eyes showed his trust and respect for Lin Ruan.

The Princess's residence seemed a bit chaotic, with servants and stewards bustling in and out of the house, busily sorting various items. However, this was just a show Lin Ruan put on to conceal her true intentions. To outsiders, the Princess's residence seemed to be in chaos, but only the mourning hall remained as solemn and quiet as ever.

This time, not only were the Princess's trusted aides brought to the capital, but also informants from higher-ups were also taken away by Lin Ruan. After all, the Northern Frontier Princess's Mansion would only have the housekeeper in charge, and it would be difficult to control these volatile informants. Rather than letting them discover or do something in Northern Frontier that would put Lin Ruan out of reach, it would be better to bring them under his watch, which would reassure the higher-ups.

The two nodded in response.

It was just after the beginning of autumn, and amidst the grief of the people in the city, Lin Ruan finally set out on the journey back to Beijing with the spirits of his parents.