Wen Qingyu slowly turned around, looking at Yan Daiqing who was holding the dossier, with a face full of genuine bewilderment, said: "Your Majesty? Isn't Your Majesty inside the hall, reviewing the dossier?"
Yan Daiqing holding the dossier, said: "I just went there, didn't see him."
"You're here, did you not see Your Majesty?"
Wen Qingyu replied: "No."
Yan Daiqing asked suspiciously: "Really didn't see?"
Wen Qingyu straightforwardly replied:
"Certainly not, do you really not trust me?"
Yan Daiqing looked into Wen Qingyu's frank eyes, suddenly sneered coldly, and said:
"Of course, I don't trust you! If you really didn't see Your Majesty, you would surely say you saw him and make up some excuse, but now you are so surely and honestly saying you didn't see."
"That's a big problem!"
"Tell me, where did Your Majesty go?!"
Wen Qingyu's temple twitched, looking at this friend who was already extremely familiar to him, he said simply for a moment: "I don't know."
