Dad, don't be greedy! My brother climbed into the emperor's bed, and I became famous overn

The servants, suppressing their laughter, stepped forward and politely "invited" the young master back to his room.

The door slammed shut, and two rows of servants stood guard at the entrance like door gods.

Gu Mingli stood frozen in place.

He turned to look at his younger sister behind him, Gu Mingyue could only shrug helplessly, unable to offer any assistance.

The countdown has already reached [03:50:45].

Gu Mingli sighed dejectedly.

He strode to the window, pushed it open a crack, and whispered into the night, "Yishi?"

The next moment, a very slight breeze swept by, and a dark shadow appeared silently.

The bodyguard gripped the window frame with both hands, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Young master, who are you planning to meet under the moonlight with?"

Gu Mingli, his face darkening, beckoned Yi Shi into the room and lowered his voice, saying:

"I'm under house arrest by my father. Do you have any special channels to contact His Majesty immediately during this time?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Shi's already bright eyes suddenly lit up with a gossipy light.

"Young Master, are you unable to sleep at night because you're thinking of His Majesty?!"

"Don't worry, young master, His Majesty is well, although he may already be in bed!"

"Young master, may I include this passage in the next issue of the 'Da Yong Min Bao' serialized storybook?"

"..."

I miss your grandpa!

"Don't write!"

Gu Mingli gritted his teeth.

He felt that one day he would be driven crazy by the group of people around him who had such vivid imaginations.

"Ten!"

He raised his hand and patted Yi Shi's shoulder heavily, suppressing his temper as he explained very seriously:

"First of all, I have absolutely no concern for His Majesty, not even a little bit."

"Secondly, I do have an urgent text message to send him. But I can't leave this room right now. Do you have any special solutions?"

Yi Shi blinked, somewhat disappointed.

"Are you really not worried at all?"

"..."

Damn it! You're still lacking inspiration for your novel?!

Gu Mingli took a deep breath to calm himself. He maintained an official smile, but his hands were already clenched into fists.

"Ten... if you say another word, you won't get any of your snacks for the whole week!"

Yi Shi was shocked!

He suddenly stood up straight, quickly putting away his playful expression, and nodded solemnly.

"Young Master! Our Shadow Guards have a top-level dedicated carrier pigeon postal line! It's even equipped with a special red 'Urgent Needle' message tube!"

"This pigeon will fly directly into the palace. The shadow guards who are there to receive it will see the red bullet and, no matter what His Majesty is doing—whether he's attending the morning court or sleeping—it will be presented to him immediately. There will be absolutely no delay!"

"..."

Gu Mingli pinched the bridge of his nose.

Although this channel sounds very high-end, isn't it a bit too... wasteful to use a dedicated line for transmitting urgent military affairs to transmit a guessing game?

Gu Mingyue stood up, walked over, and gently tugged at her brother's sleeve.

"Brother, maybe we should just let this go? What if His Majesty gets furious at such an urgent report?"

"fine."

Gu Mingli waved to his sister in a defiant manner, as if to reassure her.

"If the sky falls, I'll hold it up. If he throws a tantrum, I'll figure out a way to appease him."

It is indeed very unfair to force the emperor, who is busy with state affairs and should be resting, to do interactive games at this time.

But when I think of that top-notch team of craftsmen...

For his sister's grand ambitions, he felt that Xiao Ye could sacrifice a little sleep.

Gu Mingli rubbed his cheeks, walked back to his desk, relit the candle, and brought up the system panel.

Looking at the ten questions inside, he picked up a wolf-hair brush, dipped it in ink, and prepared to quickly copy all the questions onto a piece of paper.

The moment the pen touched the paper, that annoying system voice rang out again.

[Host! Friendly reminder: This game is a level-based game that progresses gradually.]

[You must wait for the other party to answer the first question correctly before you can send the message and proceed to the second question. Any violation will result in immediate task failure.]

Gu Mingli's hand holding the pen suddenly stopped, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

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Ask them one by one?!

Do we really expect the other party to answer each question one by one?!

How many pigeons would that take to deliver back and forth?!

We'll have to ask this next year! Is this lousy system some kind of magic weapon sent by the Demon Orb to play shuttlecock?

Gu Mingyue also quickly came over to help come up with ideas.

"Brother, since we're asking questions one by one, please don't pick anything too difficult right away! If the first question stumps His Majesty and he gets stuck, the mission time will be used up."

"That makes sense!"

The brother and sister huddled together in the dim candlelight, carefully selected and quickly wrote the first note, then rolled it into a very thin little roll.

[Question 1: What will Xiao Wang look like if he styles his hair in a middle part?]

With a solemn expression, Yi Shi took the note carrying the urgent message and carefully placed it into the red communication tube, which symbolized the highest level of crisis.

Then he whistled a very low-frequency sound towards the night sky above the courtyard.

Before long, a smooth-feathered gray pigeon landed steadily on the windowsill.

Yi Shi tied the red letter tube firmly to the pigeon's leg and gently tossed the pigeon into the air.

The pigeon flapped its wings, carrying Gu Mingli's urgent secret letter, and quickly disappeared into the deep night.

……

Meanwhile, in the Hall of Mental Cultivation in the Imperial Palace.

The night was deep, and only two dim palace lanterns remained lit in the hall.

The emperor, who was extremely busy with state affairs, had just managed to finish processing the last few memorials concerning the border, despite his exhaustion.

He had just taken off his elaborate bright yellow outer robe, wearing only a snow-white inner garment, and was rubbing his aching temples with his eyes closed, preparing to go to bed.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Geng Zhi strode in, holding up a small bamboo tube with a red string attached, looking alert.

"Your Majesty! Something terrible may have happened!"

"A highly urgent secret message has arrived!"

Xiao Ye's drowsy state vanished instantly.

He suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the dragon bed, and the weariness in his eyes instantly transformed into sharpness and calmness.

Urgent! Red mailbox?

Could it be that powerful families have raised an army and joined forces with foreign enemies to launch a large-scale invasion?

Xiao Ye reached out and took the bamboo tube, pulling out a thin roll of paper inside.

After seeing the contents, the hall fell into a deathly silence.

Geng Zhi and Liu An exchanged a glance, so anxious that they didn't dare to breathe, only looking up at the emperor, waiting for urgent orders.

The emperor, however, remained silent, staring at the note in his hand.

After a moment, Xiao Ye took a deep breath and rolled his eyes in disdain.

"Gu! Ming! Li!"

Xiao Ye gritted his teeth, slammed the note onto the dragon bed, and laughed in exasperation.

"In the middle of the night, instead of sleeping, you're using the most urgent and top-secret special line from your bodyguards, just to play a... guessing game with me?!"

"I'm so busy reviewing memorials every day I'm about to vomit blood. How much free time do I have to spend playing this game with him in the middle of the night?!"

"Riddles? I'm not playing that game!"

Geng Zhi and Liu An nodded in silence.

Gu Dadan has really gone too far this time!

Using military aircraft emergency reporting lines for fun is bound to be punished.

Geng Zhi frowned and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"Your Majesty! Shall we punish Lord Gu?"