Incurable Chapter 62 Part 2

By the time they arrived at Lin Wei’s home, the sky had already turned dark. November nights carried a slight chill. Mu Wan had put on a coat, and after ringing the bell, Lu Feng came to open the door.

Lu Feng did not look well either. Since Mu Wan still did not know what had happened, she only asked, “Where’s Lin Wei?”

“In the bedroom,” Lu Feng said. He knew how close Mu Wan and Lin Wei were. Seeing her, some of the tension left his eyes. He looked tired, with bloodshot eyes, but with Mu Wan there, Lin Wei would probably calm down soon.

If Lu Feng looked this bad, Lin Wei must be feeling even worse. Liu Qianxiu waited downstairs while Mu Wan hurried upstairs. Lin Wei’s door was closed tight. Mu Wan knocked softly.

“Lin Wei?”

Footsteps came from inside, and Lin Wei came to open the door.

Mu Wan relaxed a little when she saw Lin Wei. Lin Wei looked pale, but otherwise seemed okay. But just as Mu Wan thought that, Lin Wei suddenly ran to the bathroom. Soon, Mu Wan heard her dry-heaving inside.

Mu Wan’s heart lurched. She quickly followed her in. Lin Wei was sitting on the floor in front of the toilet, weakly saying, “I don’t want to have this baby anymore, and I don’t want to get married anymore.”

Lin Wei was dealing with severe morning sickness and couldn’t sleep. The constant nausea and lack of rest made her miserable, and the discomfort brought on serious pre-wedding anxiety.

This had been going on for three days. Lin Wei had been holding herself together, but as soon as she heard Mu Wan’s voice, she broke down.

Mu Wan didn’t know where she found the strength, but she bent down and helped Lin Wei up from the floor. With Lin Wei in that state, nothing else mattered. Mu Wan just focused on getting her settled in bed and comforting her.

Time passed slowly, and the sky outside grew completely dark.

Downstairs in the living room, the two men sat on opposite ends of the sofa, waiting. After Mu Wan arrived, Lu Feng relaxed greatly. But now, with no idea what exactly was going on upstairs, he kept glancing in that direction from time to time.

After Mu Wan went upstairs, Liu Qianxiu sat quietly with an interior design book. He turned a few pages, then checked the time.

It was already seven in the evening.

Liu Qianxiu closed his book, looked at Lu Feng, and asked calmly, “Can I use your kitchen?”

The living room had been quiet the whole time. When Liu Qianxiu spoke, Lu Feng froze for a moment, then turned and met his eyes, a little surprised.

Lin Wei had told him before that Mu Wan’s husband was special. Even without being told, anyone who looked at him could see he was different from most people.

“Huh?” Lu Feng answered hurriedly. “It’s not being used. Why do you ask?”

Liu Qianxiu practiced the Dao, and even in regular clothes, he seemed calmer than most people. With his refined features and quiet presence, he almost seemed untouched by the world, like someone out of reach.

After Lu Feng spoke, Liu Qianxiu put his book aside. His expression stayed calm as he stood up. He glanced toward the bedroom where Mu Wan had gone, then said quietly,

“My wife still hasn’t eaten dinner.”

“I want to make something for her.”

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After staying in Finland for a week, the two of them flew to Tasmania, Australia, in the second week. As November arrived, the Southern Hemisphere was gradually entering summer, and the weather was at its most pleasant. Mu Wan and Liu Qianxiu stayed in a seaside villa on the island. In such weather, sunbathing felt especially wonderful. Almost every day, Mu Wan would go out and bask in the sun for a while. Her skin tanned just a little, taking on a faint honeyed glow that made her look especially healthy.

And yet, even without sunscreen, Liu Qianxiu sat out in the sun with her every day and still remained cool and pale-skinned, looking like an immortal from some celestial palace, as if sunlight never touched him.

They had such a good time abroad that even after coming home, they still felt restless. After landing, Liu Qianxiu took Mu Wan to Xu Xingkong’s place to pick up the cats. On the drive back, Mu Wan looked at the sparkling sea along the coast and said to Liu Qianxiu,

“Actually, living by the sea would be pretty nice too.”

When the car stopped at a red light, Liu Qianxiu rested one hand on the steering wheel and turned to glance at her. Her complexion was just a little darker than before they went to Australia, as a layer of caramel melted over white chocolate, making her look especially sweet and tempting.

Looking past her toward the sea, he asked, “Do you want to live here?”

The moment he asked that, Mu Wan’s eyes widened slightly. No matter if they were in Finland or Tasmania, the Liu family had branch companies there, and the places they stayed had all been Liu family properties.

“You have a house here, too?” Mu Wan asked.

“No,” Liu Qianxiu replied.

Mu Wan’s widened eyes narrowed a little.

The red light turned green. Liu Qianxiu started the car and added, “We have a house here.”

Since they were husband and wife, their property was naturally shared. If it was his house, then it was also her house.

Mu Wan: “...”

Seeing that she only smiled without answering, Liu Qianxiu asked again, “Do you want to live here?”

Leaning back in her seat, Mu Wan thought for a while before saying, “It’s too far from the hospital. One is in the south district, the other in the north. By the time you get off work and come home, you won’t even have time to cook dinner for me.”

“Then we can come here on weekends,” Liu Qianxiu said. The villa in the south district was always kept clean, so they could move in whenever they wanted. They would just need the staff to buy groceries a day ahead.

Mu Wan listened to him making arrangements, but did not answer right away. At the next red light, Liu Qianxiu stopped again and turned to glance at her. She was looking straight ahead, seeming to be thinking about something.

“Is that not okay?” Liu Qianxiu asked, lifting a hand to touch her cheek.

His palm settled against her face, and Mu Wan made a soft sound of acknowledgment, snapping back to herself. She turned to look at him, her eyes dark and beautiful, then shook her head and smiled. “I like it. Of course, I like it.”

Being able to live anywhere she wanted, without any worries, was really an easy, comfortable life.

“Then what were you thinking about?” Before pulling his hand away, Liu Qianxiu tucked her hair behind her ear and gently pinched her earlobe.

The spot behind Mu Wan’s ear was very sensitive. When he pinched it, she let out a soft cry and pulled her neck back, her cheeks turning red. Her face warmed, and she tilted her head, rubbing against his hand like a small puppy.

“I was just thinking that I used to have no ambition,” Mu Wan said.

Starting the car again, Liu Qianxiu curved his lips faintly. “How so?”

Thinking back over her past, Mu Wan laughed too. Leaning slightly toward him, she said, “Ever since I graduated from high school and entered film school, my life goal has been just to become a minor actress. Take home film pay that was a little more than an ordinary salary, buy a house that felt comfortable to live in, buy a car that felt comfortable to drive, and then live the rest of my life in comfort.”

When she reached this point, she paused. Liu Qianxiu pressed his lips together slightly, eyes forward, and asked in a light voice, “And now? Is it uncomfortable?”

“Of course it’s comfortable!” Mu Wan said with a sigh. “We have a private plane when we travel, so we can go anywhere. Even in Xia City, we have houses in every district—east, west, south, and north—and staff takes care of them all. We can live wherever we want.”

“It’s exactly because it’s too comfortable that I feel like I have no ambition,” she lamented. “Having money is really wonderful. No wonder everyone chases fame and profit.”

After saying that, she quickly corrected herself, as if reminding herself of her values. “But it’s still better to earn money on your own. Like me...”

Liu Qianxiu looked at her.

Mu Wan pointed at herself and smiled, her eyes crinkling. “I also used my own ability to find such a rich husband.”

She burst out laughing before she could finish. Liu Qianxiu just watched her with a faint smile and replied softly, “Mm.”

When they got back to Nanfeng Apartment, everything looked just as it had before—clean and tidy. It was already evening. Liu Qianxiu went to the kitchen to make dinner, while Mu Wan took the cat carrier to the cat room.

She first filled the cat bowls with fresh food and water, then let the three little ones and Zhou Yi out. Since she had been away for quite some time, the three little cats rushed into her arms the moment they were released, meowing as they threw themselves at her.

Mu Wan laughed as the cats’ fur tickled her, petting each one in turn. Zhou Yi stood off to the side, still a bit shy, but Mu Wan picked him up and gave him a big cuddle, too.

Just as she was happily petting them, a phone rang in the living room. Mu Wan got up from the cat room and went to get her phone. The screen flashed with the name Lin Wei.

After coming back, Mu Wan and Liu Qianxiu went straight to pick up the cats and hadn’t told Lin Wei yet. Her schedule for the next few months was light, and Liu Qianxiu could also take another two weeks off. They had actually come back early to make it in time for Lin Wei’s wedding.

Lin Wei’s wedding was set for early November—next Monday, in fact. That meant there were only four days left, and it should have been the busiest time.

Although Lin Wei was from Jing City, she had attended high school in Xia City and had been Mu Wan’s classmate there. While Mu Wan was still in Tasmania, Lin Wei had already messaged her about the invitation list for the high school classmates.

Lin Wei had always been popular and still kept in touch with many old classmates. She had even joked that the wedding could be a class reunion.

Thinking of that, Mu Wan smiled and answered the call. “Hello, Lin Wei.”

“Are you back in the country?” Lin Wei’s voice carried almost no rise or fall.

After so many years as friends, Mu Wan could tell right away that something was wrong. Her smile disappeared. She straightened up, frowned, and asked, “What happened to you?”

The moment the words left her mouth, Lin Wei burst into tears on the other end.

“I’m not doing very well, Wanwan. Come stay with me for a while.”

Lin Wei cried so hard that Mu Wan started to panic, too. She did her best to comfort her, and after a while, Lin Wei finally stopped sobbing. Still flustered, Mu Wan had just calmed her down and hung up when Liu Qianxiu came out of the kitchen and asked,

“What happened?”

“I need to go check on Lin Wei,” Mu Wan said, turning to him.

Worry filled her eyes. Liu Qianxiu didn’t ask any more questions. He just said, “I’ll drive you there.”

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Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife Chapter 640

~ Liu Liang is the Beijiang Royal Family ~

Palace banquets continued one after another, and it was not until the sixth day of the first month that Mu Yunyao finally had the chance to leave the palace again.

Ni Yun Fang had opened its doors early that morning. Even on New Year’s Day, customers kept coming without pause.

Mu Yunyao entered through the back door and headed straight upstairs, without drawing anyone’s attention.

Liu Liang had been waiting in the room since early morning. When he saw her arrive, he hurried forward and bowed. “This subordinate greets Master.”

“No need for ceremony. How are things with Qi Ming?” Though Wei Jiu had been relaying messages to her in the palace, hearing the news firsthand made her feel more at ease.

“Reporting to Master, Qi Ming is safe for the time being. He has also sent word that Jin Wang has already begun contacting the Beijiang people. The letter Master arranged has already had its effect.”

When Liu Liang first read the letter, he felt uneasy. It seemed too careless and childish. Jin Wang was so cunning that surely he would not fall for it. Yet, to his surprise, Jin Wang slowly accepted it and even started secretly reaching out to Beijiang.

Mu Yunyao nodded. “Remind Qi Ming to be extremely cautious. If he notices anything even slightly amiss, he must withdraw from Jin Wang’s side immediately. Jin Wang is very calculating and always thinks things through. There’s no telling what he might do.”

She had spent years by that man’s side, studying his thoughts every day. Over time, she came to understand him. He trusted his own skills too much. If a plan seemed perfect, he would suspect a trap. So she did the opposite: the letter she sent was full of flaws. Because it looked suspicious, he became uncertain. Once doubt took hold, he would keep thinking about it until it slowly settled in his mind.

As she spoke, Mu Yunyao noticed that Liu Liang seemed distracted.

“Liu Liang, what’s wrong?”

Liu Liang clenched his fists and looked up at her. A trace of struggle flashed through his usually empty eyes. After a long moment, he suddenly dropped to his knees.

“Master…”

Before he could continue, a knock sounded at the door.

Mu Yunyao looked up. Jin Lan hurried in, clearly flustered.

“Miss, the Beijiang princess has arrived. She seems to know that you’re upstairs and asked this servant to come report. She says she wishes to ask you why you are detaining her royal brother.”

Mu Yunyao froze. “Her royal brother? Did you hear correctly?”

Jin Lan shook her head quickly. “This servant also found it unbelievable when I heard it and asked the Princess to confirm it again. She definitely said, “Royal brother.”

Liu Liang’s face turned pale, and his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

“Master… the royal brother Helian Luoli mentioned… is me.”

Mu Yunyao shot to her feet, astonishment filling her heart. “Liu Liang… you… You are of the Beijiang royal family?”

“Master may punish me.”

Jin Lan gasped in shock and hurried to Mu Yunyao’s side to steady her arm. “Miss…”

Mu Yunyao frowned deeply. Ever since she had discovered Liu Liang’s extraordinary abilities, she had secretly wondered about his background. Yet no matter how boldly she speculated, she had never imagined he might be a member of Beijiang’s royal family.

“If you are royalty, how did you end up a slave?”

“My birth mother was a woman of the Dali Dynasty captured by Beijiang raiders. Because of her beauty, she was presented to the king of Beijiang. Later, she became pregnant and gave birth to me, after which she was bestowed upon a meritorious Beijiang general as a reward. Unable to endure the humiliation, she died. I grew up in the Beijiang royal palace as a slave. Later, I attempted to assassinate the general who had dishonored my mother and was imprisoned in Tiger Prison. By chance, I escaped and eventually fled to the Dali Dynasty. I was badly wounded and sold to a slave broker. That was when I met Master.”

Liu Liang kept his head lowered, his face growing paler.

He knew well the common saying of the Dali Dynasty: Those not of our kind will never share our hearts. Moreover, his origins were a disgrace he rarely spoke of.

He had imagined countless times how his identity might be exposed. But he had never expected it to happen in such a sudden and humiliating way.

The room fell deathly silent.

Seeing Mu Yunyao’s serious expression, Jin Lan pressed her lips together and did not dare speak.

Suddenly, Liu Liang drew a dagger from his sleeve and pointed it at his chest.

“Master need not worry. I will never implicate you.”

Mu Yunyao’s brows drew together, and anger flashed across her face, something rarely seen.

“Liu Liang, do you still recognize me as your master?”

He shuddered. Meeting the fury in her eyes, he felt a chill spread through him, freezing his entire body.

“Master…”

Mu Yunyao took a deep breath, strode forward, and snatched the dagger from his hand. Only after restraining herself several times did she suppress the anger in her heart.

“Stand up. Go stand to the side and say nothing. Jin Lan, go tell the Beijiang princess that the noise downstairs is too loud and invite her upstairs to speak.”

“Yes, Miss.”

Soon, the Beijiang princess followed Jin Lan upstairs.

The moment she saw Liu Liang, a brilliant light flashed through her eyes.

“Sixth Brother. It has been a long time. Are you well?”

Liu Liang glanced coldly at Helian Luoli, his gaze utterly devoid of emotion.

This Princess had the face of spring blossoms but the heart of a venomous snake. Over the years, more than a few of her brothers and sisters had died at her hands.

Mu Yunyao turned to Jin Lan. “Jin Lan, our guest has arrived. Why aren’t you serving tea?”

“Yes, Miss.”

Helian Luoli turned her gaze toward Mu Yunyao, her eyes shimmering with intrigue.

“Greetings, Princess Wenxian. My Sixth Brother is quiet by nature and rarely speaks to anyone. For you to keep him by your side, PrPrincessust have put in considerable effort.”

More than two years ago, she had already begun searching for Liu Liang. She had combed through the entirety of Beijiang without success. Only later had she discovered a clue within a merchant caravan, eventually deducing that he had fled to the Dali Dynasty.

Mu Yunyao smiled faintly.

“For the Princess to find her way to me so quickly must have required considerable effort as well. Let us not waste time with polite evasions. If the Princess has something to say, speak plainly.”

Helian Luoli removed her veil, revealing a face of mesmerizing beauty.

“Princess speaks strangely. I merely came to express my gratitude for taking care of my Sixth Brother for so long. There is no other meaning. Princess is overthinking things.”

Mu Yunyao looked at her with a half-smile.

When Jin Lan brought the tea, Mu Yunyao lifted the cup and took a delicate sip.

“If the Princesses have nothing else to say, then please try some tea from the Dali Dynasty—Lu’an Guapian. It is excellent for calming the mind. Tell me whether the Princess enjoys it.”

“Thank you, Princess Wenxian. But as the saying goes, people cherish their homeland, and the moon shines brightest over home. No matter how fine the tea of the Dali Dynasty may be, it cannot compare with one’s homeland.”

“I personally prefer the phrase, when in a place, follow its customs. After all, people must always move forward.”

Jin Lan stood silently at the side, barely daring to breathe.

Though her mistress and the Beijiang princess had only exchanged a few sentences, the air in the room felt tense enough to cut with a blade.

Helian Luoli took a sip of tea. As her sleeve moved, it shimmered like flowing water. Her movements were elegant and fluid, revealing that she was extremely familiar with the etiquette and customs of the Dali Dynasty.

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Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife Chapter 639

~ The Mantis or the Oriole? ~

Yue Wang gently tucked the loose strands of hair behind Mu Yunyao’s ear. Seeing a faint smudge of dark makeup at the edge of her brow, the smile in his eyes deepened.

Mu Yunyao froze for a moment, then remembered their earlier playful moment. She quickly covered her face and rushed to the dressing table. Seeing her smudged eyebrow in the mirror, she groaned in embarrassment, forgetting all about the Beijiang issue.

“Fourth Master! My makeup is ruined—why didn’t you remind me?”

Yue Wang walked over and gently took her hands away from her face. “What does it matter? Yao’er is naturally beautiful without makeup, breathtaking with it, and even when it’s smudged, you’re still captivating.” Meeting such a wonderful girl was a blessing earned over several lifetimes.

Mu Yunyao quickly turned back to the mirror and wiped the smudge pigment from her brow. “Fourth Master, you only know how to say sweet things.”

“Even if they’re sweet words, they’re still the truth.”

The atmosphere between them was warm and gentle, while outside the palace, in Ling Wang’s residence, the study was in chaos.

Li Qingzhou frowned slightly. “Your Highness, please calm down. What’s done is done, and anger won’t help now.”

Ling Wang’s eyes were bloodshot. “Grandfather, look at Imperial Father. He’s lost all sense! He only favors Yu Wang. Does he even notice me, his eldest son?”

A shadow passed through Li Qingzhou’s eyes. “Your Highness, you shouldn’t say that. He is still the sovereign and your father.”

Ling Wang snorted coldly. “Sovereign and father? If the Emperor were impartial, I would naturally honor him as such. But if he insists on favoritism, then he cannot blame me for being ruthless. Grandfather, you should see clearly now—the Qi family is forcing the Li family to retreat step by step. If we do not resist, the fate of the Su family will become our own warning.”

“Your Highness… have you truly made up your mind?”

“The road to the throne has always been paved with blood.” Ling Wang’s gaze turned cruel. Noble Consort Qi’s recent incident had struck him too deeply. It made him fully realize the Emperor’s bias. He refused to be Yu Wang’s whetstone or the stepping stone for his rise.

“Your Highness, don’t rush. This matter must be carefully planned. The Emperor holds extremely tight control over the army. The Imperial Guard protects the capital, and the Forbidden Guard watches the palace. With a single command from the Emperor, not even a mosquito could fly into the imperial city. We must wait for the right moment—preferably find someone to act as the vanguard.”

“The vanguard?”

“Indeed. Jin Wang’s legs have already recovered. Do you think he can calmly watch Yu Wang grow stronger and stronger? The informant I placed at Jin Wang’s residence has reported that he has been secretly contacting Beijiang. It seems he harbors questionable intentions.”

Ling Wang’s eyes lit up. “Jin Wang and Beijiang? Could he actually dare to betray the country?”

“I doubt he would betray the country. He probably wants to use Beijiang as leverage in the power struggle. Lately, Beijiang has faced internal conflict and disease. The people are suffering and unhappy with their rulers. To calm things down and buy time, Beijiang sent envoys for peace, but the Emperor treated them coldly. Mu Yunyao’s map yesterday was also a clear warning. For their own stability, Beijiang might support one imperial prince’s ascension in exchange for greater benefits.”

Ling Wang’s eyes flickered as thoughts raced through his mind. “Grandfather, what if I married the Beijiang princess?”

“Your Highness, for a Beijiang princess to become your secondary consort would already be a great honor for her. But… the Princess Consort might not be pleased about it.”

Ling Wang snorted. “After all these years, she has yet to give me a legitimate son—does she still have the face to interfere with whether I take another consort? Grandfather, quickly sound out Beijiang’s intentions. If Jin Wang wishes to play the mantis catching the cicada, then I will be the oriole waiting behind! Let him borrow Beijiang if he wishes. Once he succeeds in forcing matters with the Imperial Father, I can gather troops under the banner of protecting the throne. When that time comes, Jin Wang will bear the infamy, and not a drop of dirty water will splash onto me.”

If he was going to make a move, he wanted both fame and gain.

Li Qingzhou bowed respectfully, admiration evident on his face. “Your Highness is wise indeed. I’ll gatherour people right away and uncover Beijiang’s intentions as quickly as possible.”

Meanwhile, at Jin Wang’s residence, a personal guard brought in several gifts.

“Your Highness, these are all the gifts sent from Beijiang.”

“Mm.” Jin Wang sat in his wheelchair. Though his legs had recovered enough for him to stand, each attempt brought pain like blades slicing through his bones. He could only minimize the time he spent standing.

He carefully opened and inspected each gift from Beijiang but found nothing unusual.

The letter Beijiang had previously sent weighed heavily on his mind, leaving him restless. Yet since that one message, no further word had arrived.

After helping him put the gifts away, the guard reported, “Your Highness, regarding the Li family—you asked us to watch them closely. Recently, we’ve received reports that Li Qingzhou has left his residence several times under the cover of night, apparently contacting Beijiang.”

Jin Wang’s eyes grew sharp. “The Li family and Beijiang… It looks like I need to make some decisions soon.”

He had seen the Emperor’s favoritism toward Yu Wang. Ling Wang’s many setbacks made him realize something important: ever since the Emperor found out that he and Ling Wang had jointly blown up the river dike, the throne had been forever out of their reach.

The only reason they were still allowed in court was to serve as whetstones for Yu Wang, helping to shape him into the next Emperor.

If he wanted to change his fate and find his own path, he needed another way. Right now, Beijiang was his best chance.

He knew Beijiang had its own ambitions, but he believed he could keep them in check.

“I’ll write a letter. Have someone secretly deliver it to the Beijiang princess.”

Helian Luoli was not just a princess, but also a possible heir among the Beijiang royals. She was far more perceptive and wise than most. She would surely understand his intentions.

But the letter had barely left Jin Wang’s residence before it was intercepted by the Shadow Guards and delivered straight to the palace.

Mu Yunyao glanced at the letter and gave a mocking smile. “Ling Wang and Jin Wang really do think alike. They both chose the same unusual path. Send this letter to the Beijiang princess and let’s see which side she picks.”

As the Shadow Guards left, Grand Princess Yide took a sip of tea, her eyes smiling. “Yao’er, you’re getting better at using the Shadow Guards. I’ve already talked with the Emperor. These guards won’t be given to Yu Wang anymore. From now on, you and Yue Wang must be careful. Don’t lose the calm heart you have now.”

“Grandmother,” Mu Yunyao said as she sat beside her, “there may not be many Shadow Guards, but they carry great significance. Is it truly appropriate?”

“If Junyue hadn’t already given up on the throne, the whole empire would be his. Compared to that, a small group of Shadow Guards is nothing. Accept them without worry.”

Mu Yunyao leaned softly against Grand Princess Yide. “Yes, I won’t let you down, Grandmother.”

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~ Mu Yunyao, the One Who Earns the Family Fortune ~

After Yu Wangfei escorted Noble Consort Qi back to her palace, the two of them remained inside for a long time. No one knew what mother and son discussed, and no one dared mention Wen Lixiao’s name again.

When Mu Yunyao later went to offer New Year greetings to Noble Consort Qi, she noticed that aside from her slightly reddened eyes, the Consort’s expression appeared perfectly normal. The red envelope she handed out was especially generous.

On the way back, Jin Lan held her curiosity in for quite a while before finally giving in. “Miss, do you think Noble Consort Qi already knows about the death of that Qin musician?”

“The palace isn’t that large, and news travels quickly. It would be difficult for her not to know.”

“Then… then… isn’t she sad?”

Mu Yunyao looked up at the sky. It seemed like it might snow again soon, since the weather had been gloomy for days. “So many years have passed—everything has already changed beyond recognition. Even if she feels sorrow, what good would it do?”

Time was the cruelest thing in the world. No matter how deep love once was or what promises were made, in the end, it could only become a beautiful memory that would never come back.

Jin Lan sighed softly, feeling a vague melancholy. “It really makes one reflect…”

Mu Yunyao suddenly smiled. “I heard that not long ago, Yu Heng gave you an ice lantern?”

Jin Lan looked up, her expression turning strange as she shook her head. “Miss, that wasn’t an ice lantern—it was an ice lump! A round block of ice with a hollow carved out in the middle for a candle. If you dropped it, it could smash a pit in the ground!”

Mu Yunyao couldn’t help laughing. “That Yu Heng really doesn’t understand romance. The first gift he gives a young lady is a chunk of ice? One day, I’ll have Yue Wang punish him.”

Jin Lan’s cheeks reddened immediately. “Miss, it’s nothing serious. How could someone be punished over such a small matter?” Even though it was just a lump of ice, once the candle was lit inside, it sparkled quite beautifully.

“Who told him to be so unromantic—giving a block of ice and making our Jin Lan unhappy?”

“Miss!” Realizing Mu Yunyao was teasing her, Jin Lan blushed even deeper. “Please don’t make fun of me.”

“Jin Lan, you’ve been by my side for many years. Though we are mistress and servant, our affection is like that of sisters. Other people’s feelings always inspire reflection, but what love truly tastes like must be experienced personally. I spoke with Yue Wang about this earlier—we want to find good matches for you and Jin Qiao. Many of Yue Wang’s subordinates are decent men. If you feel there is fate, you can get to know one another.”

Jin Lan’s cheeks grew even redder. “Miss… this servant will follow whatever arrangements Miss makes.”

Hearing that, Mu Yunyao instantly understood her thoughts. “No hurry. I think Yu Heng is having quite a good time coaxing you. Let him struggle a little longer.”

After completing the rounds of New Year greetings on the first day of the year and returning to Yuhua Palace, Mu Yunyao felt as if her legs no longer belonged to her. She lazily leaned against the couch with her eyes closed to rest, and before long, sleepiness overtook her.

Jin Lan covered her with a blanket and quietly stepped back toward the door. Just as she reached it, Yue Wang stood straight outside and quickly curtsied.

Yue Wang gestured for silence and quietly stepped into the side hall.

The room was warmed by glowing charcoal braziers. The moment Yue Wang entered, he smelled the gentle sweetness of Suhe Zinuan incense (a refined lotus-blend fragrance), the same scent Mu Yunyao carried. It was intoxicating.

He crouched beside her and gazed at her soft, jade-like face, flushed faintly pink. His throat moved involuntarily.

Yue Wang reached out and put his hand beside the couch. Just then, Mu Yunyao stirred in her sleep and turned slightly, shifting to the side—pressing his hand underneath her.

Yue Wang held his breath right away. It felt like he was holding a piece of soft tofu. The warm, smooth feeling under his hand sent a tingling numbness up his arm.

Suddenly, Mu Yunyao opened her eyes, mischief dancing in her eyes. “If I hadn’t woken up, Fourth Master—were you planning to stay frozen like that forever?”

Seeing those lively eyes, Yue Wang couldn’t help but lower his head to kiss her forehead. “You naughty girl.”

A lock of Yue Wang’s hair fell forward onto Mu Yunyao’s chest. She reached up and caught it, winding it around her fingers playfully. Wrinkling her nose, she narrowed her eyes at him. “How am I naughty?”

Yue Wang couldn’t resist pressing her down lightly against the couch and leaning in to kiss her. This time, he did not deliberately avoid it—his lips landed directly on her soft pink ones.

Mu Yunyao’s eyes widened. Feeling the warmth on her lips, she unconsciously ran her tongue across them.

The small pink tip of her tongue brushed over his lips, soft as flower petals. Yue Wang stared, stunned, and had to try hard not to kiss her again. His ears turned red as he cleared his throat. “Were you deliberately teasing me today?”

Mu Yunyao blinked innocently. Seeing Yue Wang’s awkward expression only made her more mischievous. “What does Fourth Master mean? I don’t understand.”

“This morning when I came to pay New Year’s respects, you asked me for a red envelope.”

“Of course. Fourth Master is my uncle—shouldn’t you give me one?”

Yue Wang’s dissatisfaction deepened. “I am your husband!”

Mu Yunyao smiled and pressed her lips together. “Fine—my husband. Then it’s only natural for my husband to give me money so I can support the household.”

Yue Wang bent down and kissed her again. Her lips felt like the sweetest honey in the world, and just one taste was enough to haunt him forever. “Mm.”

It was natural for a husband to contribute to the household… but unfortunately, he seemed to have very little money. In fact, he even owed Yunyao quite a bit of silver. That was… somewhat awkward.

“Yao’er… I… I don’t seem to have much money…”

Mu Yunyao burst into laughter. She pulled Yue Wang’s hand to her waist and wrapped her arms around his neck, sliding off the couch and onto him.

Yue Wang had been crouching on the floor. With Mu Yunyao suddenly moving onto him, he lost his balance and fell backward. Fortunately, he held her tightly to protect her as they landed.

“Yao’er…”

Mu Yunyao lay on top of him, cupping his handsome face and planting a quick kiss on his lips with a cheerful pop.

“Don’t worry,” she said brightly. “Even if Fourth Master has no money to support the family, I won’t dislike you.”

Yue Wang’s ears turned bright red, though his gaze softened deeply. “As long as Yao’er doesn’t dislike me, I will stay by your side forever.”

“Then it’s settled. As long as I don’t let go, you’re not allowed to leave. Even if someone tries to pull you away, you must cling stubbornly to my side.”

Yue Wang laughed, starlight shining in his eyes. “Alright. Even if someone tries to pull me away, I won’t go.”

The two of them lingered like that for quite some time before finally getting up from the floor.

Mu Yunyao didn’t bother smoothing the wrinkled hem of her skirt. Instead, she took Yue Wang’s hand and pulled him to the table to sit.

“Didn’t you just finish the New Year visits? Why didn’t you leave the palace?”

“I didn’t feel like dealing with those people, so I stayed to keep you company.”

“Don’t the court officials all know your temperament? Would anyone still come bother you?” Mu Yunyao’s eyes flickered with sudden realization, recalling the scene from the previous night’s banquet. “Don’t tell me the Beijiang envoys went to your residence?”

Yue Wang nodded, a hint of irritation flashing in his eyes. “Yes. After hearing that I helped you draw the map at last night’s banquet, those envoys came to my residence during the New Year to pry for information.”

Mu Yunyao smiled faintly. “Their guess wasn’t wrong.”

The map really had been drawn with Yue Wang’s help. But trying to get information from him was completely pointless.

“Alright.”

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~ Only for You to See ~

The map Mu Yunyao had presented was like a massive stone pressing heavily upon the hearts of the Beijiang envoys. They secretly resolved to investigate whether the Dali Dynasty truly possessed a detailed map of Beijiang. Otherwise, once they returned home, they feared they would lose sleep for many nights.

Seeing the envoys’ uneasy expressions, the officials of the Dali Dynasty smiled faintly, their eyes full of pride. Their mutual dislike of Beijiang had lasted for years. Seeing the Beijiang envoys so unsettled made the officials feel they could enjoy an extra bowl of rice tonight.

The Emperor kept a pleased expression, and his smile only faded slowly after the banquet ended.

The officials departed one after another, and the Beijiang envoys were escorted out of the palace. Silence fell over the grand hall. Mu Yunyao glanced at Noble Consort Qi kneeling on the floor and quietly asked Grand Princess Yide, “Grandmother, should we withdraw first?”

“There’s no need. Stay and listen. Though these are old matters, much of the future will rest upon your shoulders. It is good to understand more.”

Noble Consort Qi knelt on the ground. The phoenix hairpin atop her head hung, its long tassels brushing the floor, their brilliance somewhat dimmed.

Yu Wang and Yu Wangfei knelt behind her with their heads down, not daring to speak.

The Emperor leaned against the dragon throne, his gaze unusually deep. “Wanyan, you’ve been in the palace for many years. I know you carry a knot in your heart, but I don’t think I’ve treated you badly.”

Hearing the Emperor call her by name, Noble Consort Qi’s shoulders trembled slightly. “Your Majesty has treated this consort very well.”

“Since you know this, then you should also understand the proper boundaries.” A trace of anger entered the Emperor’s tone.

Noble Consort Qi raised her head, tears streaming endlessly down her face. “Your Majesty, though Li Xiao and I once had a marriage agreement, we have never overstepped propriety. Your Majesty should know this better than anyone. If I had ever been disloyal to Your Majesty, my father would never have sent me into the palace.”

“The Duke of Wei’s loyalty is something I understand clearly. Naturally, I do not doubt him. As for you—if I did not trust you, would you still be kneeling here safely, shedding tears?”

Noble Consort Qi froze, her tears falling even more fiercely. “Your Majesty… this consort has failed you.”

She remembered the moment she had first entered the palace. The Emperor had been young then, his bearing spirited and noble beyond compare, yet his gaze was particularly calm and upright. He had told her, If you are unwilling, I will allow you to leave the palace after one year. Her heart had pounded wildly at those words. But later, he had been schemed against, and the two of them shared a night of intimacy. It was that single night that led to her conceiving Junyu—and so she remained in the palace for many years.

The Emperor let out a heavy sigh. “Wanyan, rise. You are now my Noble Consort and Junyu’s mother. You no longer have the freedom to act on impulse. I’ve had Wen Lixiao kept in the palace. You may see him one last time. After today, you must let go of the past. Don’t shed another tear for those old memories.”

He deeply loved the Empress and understood the pain of longing. It was because he measured others by his own heart that he had not been overly harsh.

Noble Consort Qi bowed deeply, kowtowing respectfully. “This Consort thanks Your Majesty for your kindness. However… it will not be necessary. Your Majesty has already said those matters belong to the past. Since they are past, there is no need to dwell upon them any longer. The glimpse earlier was already enough.”

In truth, she was a selfish woman. She could not cast everything aside for love alone. She had to consider the Qi family and plan for Junyu’s future. With so many matters weighing upon her mind, there was simply no room left to indulge in a love that was destined to bear no fruit.

Grand Princess Yide’s eyes shifted slightly, the tight line of her lips easing a little. Fortunately, Nobke Consort Qi had not allowed old emotions to cloud her judgment and do something that might harm Junyu. The Crown Prince of the Dali Dynasty was concerned about the empire’s fate. He must remain flawless. If the mother of a future Crown Prince failed to understand her place, the rear palace might once again accumulate another debt of blood.

Yu Wang and Yu Wangfei helped Consort Qi stand up.

The Emperor spoke again. “Yu Wangfei is with child—she should focus on proper rest. I will instruct the imperial physicians to care for you. Return first to Liyang Palace. Let Junyu escort Noble Consort Qi back.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

After bidding farewell to the Emperor and the Grand Princess, Yu Wang supported Consort Qi as they headed toward the inner palace.

Mu Yunyao slowed her steps slightly, walking beside Yue Wang. As they exited the hall, the candlelight revealed what appeared to be bloodstains on the ground. She called Eunuch Li over.

“Eunuch Li, this blood on the floor?”

Eunuch Li glanced down and quickly ordered the attendants to clean it up. “Thank you for the reminder, Princess. The blood was left by that Qin musician earlier.”

“The Emperor previously said he would keep that musician in the palace. Where is he now?”

“Replying to Princess—just after leaving the hall, that musician vomited a mouthful of blood. We did not have time to report it, so we first summoned the imperial physicians. After examining him, they said he had been poisoned. He has already passed away. Since it is the New Year and we did not wish to disturb His Majesty with such ill news, we have yet to report it. This servant has been quite troubled over it.”

“Poisoned?” Mu Yunyao frowned. Thinking of Ling Wang’s furious expression earlier, a chill rose from the depths of her heart.

“Yes. The physicians said he had taken duanchang grass—‘heartbreak herb,’ a deadly poison. When it takes effect, the pain is unbearable, but if the antidote is taken in time, it will not be fatal. Unfortunately, though the physicians brought the antidote, the musician refused to take it and endured the agony until he died.”

Mu Yunyao exchanged a glance with Yue Wang, worry flashing across her eyes. “I understand. Thank you, Eunuch Li.”

“Princess is too courteous. This servant will take his leave.”

Seeing that Mu Yunyao’s expression remained troubled, Yue Wang took her hand and led her forward. “Yao’er, do you want to go see that Wen Lixiao?”

Mu Yunyao was taken aback. Hearing Yue Wang’s question, she hesitated. “Does Fourth Master wish to involve himself in this matter? It concerns the previous generation, and judging by the Emperor’s mood earlier, it might not be appropriate for us to interfere.”

Yue Wang turned to look at her. “Your expression looked troubled. I thought you were upset.”

Mu Yunyao burst into laughter. “Fourth Master is overthinking it. Seeing what happened today did leave me with many thoughts, but not enough to make me meddle in someone else’s affairs.” She had never been a particularly warmhearted person.

Yue Wang tightened his grip on her hand. “As long as you’re happy, it doesn’t matter—even if it means meddling.”

Mu Yunyao’s smile grew sweeter. She lifted his hand and slowly interlaced their fingers. “There are countless matters in this world. How could anyone manage them all? Being able to know and stay with Fourth Master without regrets is already enough for me.”

Yue Wang lowered his gaze to look at her. In his deep eyes, it seemed as though countless tiny stars were shimmering.

Mu Yunyao found herself staring, momentarily entranced. Seeing no one around, she quickly reached out and gave his face a playful stroke, grinning like a cat that had just stolen a bite of cream. “Fourth Master is truly handsome.”

Yue Wang’s ears turned red. Watching Mu Yunyao tilt her head with her eyes narrowed in delight, he suddenly thought that if she had whiskers at the corners of her lips, she would look exactly like the mandarin cat he once raised.

“Then I will only let Yao’er see me,” he said softly. “And Yao’er is only allowed to look at me.”

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~ Intimidating Beijiang ~

Palace attendants brought in a tall frame covered in red silk. It looked like a screen, but its size made it stand out as especially grand and impressive.

Mu Yunyao stepped forward and pulled away the silk in one swift motion. Everyone focused their eyes on it, and surprise immediately spread across their faces.

What she had presented was indeed a screen, but an extraordinarily tall one. Its surface held a pale jade tone, giving off a cool shine as if it had been carved from real jade. Instead of the usual patterns or flower embroidery design, it showed an exquisitely detailed map.

The map was magnificent in scale, yet rich in detail. Mountains, rivers, plateaus, plains, cities, and roads were embroidered across the territory of the Dali Dynasty in different-colored threads. Next to the map were several great characters, sharp and forceful as if cut by axe and chisel—

Map of the Dali Dynasty’s Territory!

The Emperor stood up and stepped down from the dais. He stared at the map in amazement. “Yunyao, this map…” The Dali Dynasty was so large that most people could not name all its prefectures and provinces, let alone create such a topographical rendering of such complexity.

Mu Yunyao smiled and said, “In answer to Your Majesty, I have been preparing this gift for over a year. Yue Wang helped me with it. We consulted people from various regions who were skilled in river works, water management, and the lay of the land, and we also searched through a great number of books and records before piecing it together little by little. Your Majesty is wise and sagely, and under your rule, all is peaceful beneath heaven. I offer this territorial map at the year-end banquet, hoping the Dali Dynasty will have lasting peace, and that Your Majesty will have blessings and a long life.”

The officials hurried to their feet and declared in unison, “May the Dali Dynasty enjoy everlasting peace, and may Your Majesty have blessings and long life!”

The Emperor stood before the map, looking at the vast lands of the Dali Dynasty, and a surge of pride rose in his heart. “Good! Yao’er, you truly put a lot of thought into this.”

Yu Wang stepped forward at just the right moment and praised her, “Yunyao claimed her gift was too modest to present, but if a gift like this is considered unworthy, then the rest of our gifts might as well be tossed out onto the street.”

The Emperor nodded, looking at Mu Yunyao with even greater approval. “Yunyao, I must reward you properly. Tell me—what gift would you like? Feel free to say anything.”

“Your Majesty, I am getting married on the eighteenth day of the first month. Since you have offered a reward, then I will not stand on ceremony—please grant me more gold, silver, pearls, and jade for my dowry!”

She spoke honestly, her cheeks faintly flushed with pure delight, and the Emperor could not help laughing aloud. “I heard your grandmother opened her private treasury and let you take whatever you wanted. What is this? Are you planning to marry Junyue while bringing along an entire mountain of gold and silver?”

On one side, Yu Wang—rarely distracted from Min Fanghua even for a moment—found his thoughts turning to what Yue Wang had once said about how much silver Mu Yunyao could earn in a single year. He could not help nodding inwardly. Mu Yunyao was not bringing a mountain of gold and silver with her—she herself was a mountain of gold and silver! And one so vast you could not even see its peak.

Mu Yunyao’s cheeks turned even redder. “Your Majesty, no one ever complains that a dowry is too generous. With a rich dowry, you won’t be bullied by your husband’s family.”

“Rest assured. If Junyue ever dares to bully you, not just your grandmother—even I will stand up for you first.” The Emperor was deeply pleased with her gift. Seeing Mu Yunyao’s bright smile, he almost wished he had a daughter as clever and sweet as her. Still, having a delicate, exquisite young lady as a daughter-in-law was just as good.

The Beijiang envoys’ expressions turned stiff. They endured it for a moment, but in the end, one of them could not hold back. “Greetings, Princess Wenxian. I would like to ask the Princess a question, if I may?”

Mu Yunyao turned to look at the envoy who had spoken, her expression calm and distant. “What does the envoy want to ask?”

“Just now, I happened to glimpse one corner of the map. It seemed that the terrain of Beijiang was also shown there. But since the screen is limited in size, Beijiang’s map wasn’t fully displayed.”

Mu Yunyao looked at him with a puzzled expression, as though she truly did not understand his question. “What I presented to His Majesty is the Dali Dynasty’s territorial map, so naturally it displays the Dali Dynasty’s lands. If you wish for Beijiang to be embroidered on it as well, then you would have to ask His Majesty.”

A burst of quiet laughter ran through the officials nearby.

What Princess Wenxian said was excellent. To have Beijiang embroidered onto it would mean bringing it into the Dali Dynasty’s territory—in other words, Beijiang submitting itself. And not only would you have to request submission, whether it was accepted or not would still depend on His Majesty’s will. It was an answer that filled one’s heart with satisfaction.

The Beijiang envoy’s face grew darker. “Beijiang does not belong to the Dali Dynasty. That’s not what I meant…”

Mu Yunyao looked even more confused. “Then what did you want to ask me?”

“Princess Wenxian, just now there was one section on the map showing the border where Beijiang and the Dali Dynasty meet, and I noticed that part was rendered with exceptional detail…”

That envoy himself was highly skilled at observing terrain and landforms. He had seen that even a small branch stream in Beijiang was clearly marked on the map, and he was inwardly alarmed. He could not help secretly wondering whether the Dali Dynasty had only grasped the terrain of the border regions, or whether they held a complete understanding of the entirety of Beijiang’s geography. If it was the former, then perhaps it was merely a bluff, and there was no great cause for alarm. But if it was the latter, it was enough to make one’s scalp crawl.

When two nations went to war, marching and military formations relied upon timing, terrain, and human unity. Timing could not be controlled and could only be followed. Human unity depended on how well those in power could command hearts and minds, and there was rarely much difference in that regard. Only terrain could really be used to gain an advantage, and even become the deciding factor in victory.

Beijiang and the Dali Dynasty had fought many times before, but the conflicts always ended in a stalemate because the border region was obstructed by plateaus and mountains. No matter which side entered, it was easy to defend and hard to attack. It was the perfect ground for ambushes, making both sides wary of advancing too far. But if the Dali Dynasty possessed a detailed map of Beijiang, it would be like giving themselves a huge advantage and putting Beijiang in danger.

Mu Yunyao frowned slightly and signaled for the attendant nearby to cover the map again with the red silk. “So it turns out the envoy simply found fault with my embroidery. When I made it, I did not think so much of it. The Dali Dynasty’s map was so detailed that, for completeness and beauty, I added more detail to Beijiang’s map as well. Otherwise, if the Beijiang side were left completely blank, it would look too empty. Embroidery is like painting—blank space is important, but where you leave it matters. If it’s only at the edges and corners, it looks ugly.”

When the Beijiang envoy heard that, he was so frustrated that he nearly spat out blood. Who was asking about embroidery? Who wanted to discuss the art of blank space with her?

The Emperor’s eyes filled with amusement. “Yao’er truly has an ingenious mind. Men, take this territorial map to my Treasure Pavilion. Post heavy guards around it. No one is to approach it.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Yao’er, in recent years, I have collected quite a few pearl ornaments, jade, and precious stones. When the banquet is over, have them packed up and sent to you in several chests.”

Mu Yunyao was overjoyed and quickly knelt to thank him. “Thank you, Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live ten thousand years!”

“Rise. Let the banquet continue.”

The Beijiang envoy still wished to press further. Still, seeing that the ministers of the Dali Dynasty were already on their feet competing to offer toasts, he could only swallow his words back down unwillingly.

The Beijiang Princess lifted her eyes to look at Mu Yunyao, then glanced at Yue Wang, who met her gaze. Lowering her gaze slightly, she brushed her fingers lightly across the wine cup at her side.

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Incurable Chapter 61 Part 2

The day started off sweetly. Mu Wan hugged his waist from behind as Liu Qianxiu walked ahead. She rubbed her cheek against his back, softly whispering sweet nothings to him. His dark eyes, full of tenderness, caught the snowy light as he walked.

The villa’s kitchen looked a lot like the one in Liu Qianxiu’s Southwind apartment. It had an island in the center and a dining table. Mu Wan sat on a high stool, facing the window with the red heart.

She ate her food and laughed when she saw the heart. Liu Qianxiu handed her freshly warm glass of milk. Mu Wan took it and drank most of it with a smile. When she finished, she turned to him and asked, “Shall we go into town later?”

Since they were traveling, staying inside the villa didn’t sound fun. After seeing the snow, it seemed like a good idea to walk around town and experience the local culture.

“Sure,” Liu Qianxiu agreed.

The manager of Liu Qianxiu’s Finnish branch was quite considerate. While Liu Qianxiu and Mu Wan enjoyed their private time in the villa, he arranged for the driver and housekeeper to stay in the nearby town, just in case they were needed.

After contacting the driver, Liu Qianxiu was informed that the car would arrive in about twenty minutes. Finland’s snow season was long, and the locals had their ways of dealing with it. The car’s tires were fitted with chains to prevent slipping.

Even with the snow falling, it was still safe to drive.

The driver was Chinese but had lived in Finland for a long time and knew the area well. Finland is the home of Santa Claus, and even in small towns like this one, there were plenty of Christmas-themed shops and even a theme park with reindeer.

Mu Wan and Liu Qianxiu got out of the car and strolled around the park. Mu Wan even took a photo with a reindeer. She had never celebrated Christmas before and didn’t care much for it initially, but now, immersed in the festive atmosphere, she found it charming.

After their walk in the park, Liu Qianxiu took Mu Wan to a small restaurant nearby.

This was likely the biggest restaurant in town. Although it wasn’t too crowded, it was exceptionally quiet. Finnish people generally didn’t enjoy much conversation, so everyone enjoyed their meals in a peaceful atmosphere.

People in Finland spoke both Finnish and Swedish. A waitress wearing traditional Finnish attire came over, and Mu Wan was about to ask if she spoke English, but Liu Qianxiu had already started conversing with her in Finnish.

“What would you like to eat?” Liu Qianxiu asked. He handed the menu to the waitress after signaling her to wait.

Mu Wan was surprised. “You order for me. I’m not picky.”

She had never eaten Finnish food before, so she didn’t know what to choose. Seeing how familiar Liu Qianxiu was with the situation, she trusted him to make the choice. She watched as he gave the waitress a brief response, and she nodded before leaving.

She had never eaten Finnish food before, so she didn’t know what to choose. Since Liu Qianxiu seemed comfortable with the situation, she let him decide. She watched as he spoke briefly to the waitress, who nodded and left.

Liu Qianxiu folded the menu and placed it aside. He looked up and saw Mu Wan gazing at him, her chin resting on her hands, her eyes blinking as she watched him. He took a sip of lemonade and asked, “What’s on your mind?”

“Can you speak Finnish?” Mu Wan was surprised. When they were in Austria, he spoke German, and now in Finland, he was speaking Finnish as well. Did the Liu family have branches in every country, and did he learned their languages?

“A little,” Liu Qianxiu replied.

His answer, “a little,” reminded her of a movie character who always said he “knew a bit” about everything. Even though he said it was just a little, it made her feel at ease.

Mu Wan’s heart melted again because of Liu Qianxiu.

She looked at him, and their eyes met. She smiled, her eyes shining as if they were sharing a secret.

“I have great taste,” Mu Wan said.

He didn’t understand her words right away, but when he looked at her, he could sense the meaning. He smiled faintly and reached out to pat her head. She let out a small “ah” as she smiled.

As she smiled, she felt a tug on her sleeve. Mu Wan looked down and saw a little boy, about three or four years old.

The little boy was white, with fair skin, round cheeks, long black lashes, and a pair of blue eyes like the starry sky.

It was the first time Mu Wan had seen such a beautiful little boy.

When she looked at him, the boy seemed to realize he had mistaken her for someone else. His parents hurried over and called his name.

Mu Wan didn’t understand Finnish, but the boy’s parents apologized for bothering her. She waved it off, and Liu Qianxiu translated as the parents apologized again before leaving.

“What’s his name?” Mu Wan asked, the boy’s name still echoing in her mind.

Liu Qianxiu repeated it. Mu Wan tried to say it, but couldn’t keep up. She gave up and asked, “What’s it called in Chinese?”

“Star Light,” Liu Qianxiu said. “In the north part of town, you can see auroras, and even when there aren’t any, the starlight is beautiful.”

“Is it because the starlight is so beautiful here that they named him that?” Mu Wan said, looking back at the little boy, the memory of his beautiful blue eyes lingered in her mind.

“Yes,” Liu Qianxiu answered.

“When we name our children, I want the name to have Chinese cultural meaning,” Mu Wan said suddenly, looking at Liu Qianxiu with hope. “You read a lot, so you should name our child.”

After she spoke, Mu Wan frowned. She realized she might be asking too much and hadn’t really thought it through.

“Let’s think about it when we’re home. Or else…”

“‘Lai Zhi,’” Liu Qianxiu said.

He interrupted her. She looked at him, her eyelashes fluttering. “That’s a boy’s name, isn’t it? What if it’s a girl?”

“An Zhi,” Liu Qianxiu said.

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Snow had fallen all night, quiet and gentle. After a long trip and a joyful evening, Mu Wan woke up feeling groggy. She curled up under the soft down blanket and opened her eyes to a world covered in white.

Liu Qianxiu was already awake. The bedroom was spacious, with a fireplace burning brightly. European-style sofas and a coffee table sat nearby, and a patterned carpet covered the floor.

He wasn’t on the sofa. Instead, he sat by the floor-to-ceiling windows, where the carpet stretched out beneath a low table and two cushions. Wearing a green robe, Liu Qianxiu meditated in the morning light.

Outside, thick snow blanketed the mountains and forests, with bits of green showing through. He sat quietly, eyes half-closed and brows relaxed, like a peaceful painting.

Liu Qianxiu sat below her line of sight. Mu Wan shifted under the white down blanket to see him better. As she moved, his long lashes fluttered, and he opened his clear, dark eyes, glancing at the bed. Their eyes met, and he smiled.

“You’re awake?” Liu Qianxiu uncrossed his legs and stood up. He was tall and straight, rising with an easy, graceful posture.

“Mm.” Mu Wan watched him come closer, lying back and looking up at him. “The snow is really coming down.”

Liu Qianxiu got onto the bed and, with the blanket between them, pulled her into his arms and kissed her hair. They pressed close together, watching the snow outside.

The room was filled with the scent of incense, but it was nowhere near as pleasant as Liu Qianxiu’s scent. He carried the fresh fragrance of masculinity, mixed with sandalwood, evoking both desire and coldness.

They had nothing urgent to do. Since they woke up early and weren’t hungry, they stayed in bed watching the snow. Liu Qianxiu enjoyed the quiet, but Mu Wan grew restless. She turned her head, and when he looked at her, she gave him a quick kiss before turning away.

She couldn’t help but giggle for a moment, but when Liu Qianxiu realized what had happened, he held her shoulders, not letting her turn away. Instead, he slightly tilted his head, his breath close to her ear. Mu Wan’s heart skipped a beat when he nipped at her earlobe.

The action was neither too hard nor too soft, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, sending a tingle through her. She let out a small gasp and quickly tried to escape. But before she could move far, her body was held in place by him, and she laughed out loud. Liu Qianxiu kissed the back of her neck.

His warm lips pressed softly against her, and Mu Wan’s eyes shifted as a soft moan escaped her.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

Liu Qianxiu turned her to face him, their eyes meeting. His clear eyes softened as he spoke softly, “You were the one who provoked me first.”

Mu Wan caught the playful accusation and smiled. She turned to look at him. Liu Qianxiu was so handsome, she couldn’t help wanting to tease him.

“I was just teasing you. Is that not allowed?”

He listened quietly to her unreasonable explanation. Before she could finish speaking, he cupped her face with both hands and kissed her lips gently. The soft kiss made the remaining words of hers turn into whispers.

His dark eyes became unfocused for a moment, and Mu Wan couldn’t resist his sudden approach. Each time he did this, it felt like she was a torch drenched in honey and then set ablaze by him.

She laughed, burying her face in his chest, murmuring, “Liu Qianxiu, I’m hungry.”

They got up. Liu Qianxiu went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and Mu Wan, feeling a little bored after inspecting the villa, put on a down jacket and scarf and stepped outside.

The snow had stopped, and the sun had even come out. The brilliant white snow reflected the sunlight, illuminating everything.

Mu Wan stepped off the stairs, her snow boots sinking into the thick snow, which covered her heels. The snow was about four or five centimeters deep—just the right amount to step on comfortably.

The front of the villa had no traces of anyone else, so the snow was perfectly smooth. Mu Wan put her hands behind her back and left a trail of footprints as she moved like a little penguin.

She walked all the way around the villa, as if drawing a circle around it. After completing the circle, she felt warm and walked up to the kitchen window, and saw Liu Qianxiu flipping eggs inside.

He wore a dark blue sweater, his tall, long-limbed figure as he calmly turned the eggs over. Mu Wan stood by the window, tapping the glass. He looked up, and as soon as he saw her, his dark eyes were filled with warmth.

Mu Wan smiled at him, seeing her reflection in the glass. She paused, then took off her scarf, showing her red nose and lips.

She put her hands on the glass and blew on the window. When the white mist appeared, she quickly drew a heart with her finger.

It was a game she used to play with her mother as a child. Every time it snowed in winter, before going to school, she would knock on the window and leave her mother a heart.

Dressed in a dark down jacket, her black, fine curls hidden beneath a knit hat, her lips were red, and her nose slightly pink. She leaned against the glass like a little hamster, smiling from the heart.

But soon, the cold cleared the mist from the glass, and the heart faded. Mu Wan frowned and quickly blew on the glass again. After drawing another heart, she looked inside, but Liu Qianxiu was gone.

“Eh?” Mu Wan was surprised and leaned closer, looking for him in the glass. Before she could spot him, she heard the door open behind her. Liu Qianxiu came outside.

He held a small bucket and a paintbrush, and Mu Wan wondered what he was carrying. She tilted her head at him. Before she could say anything, Liu Qianxiu set the items on the table and gently pulled her scarf back over her face.

“Cold?” he asked. Mu Wan’s face was red from the cold after she had blown on the glass.

The scarf wrapped around her cheeks, and Mu Wan’s warm breath soon heated her face. She blinked and noticed the frost on her long lashes. She shook her head, pointing at the glass. “I drew you a heart, but it disappeared.”

Liu Qianxiu looked in the direction she was pointing. On the clean glass, the heart had faded into faint marks. He lowered his gaze and squatted down, opening the small bucket in his hand.

Mu Wan’s gaze was blocked as she crouched down with him. The bucket opened, and inside was red paint. She watched as Liu Qianxiu dipped the brush into the paint, and then he began to trace the faint heart on the glass.

He recreated the heart with red paint, his brush gently sweeping across the surface, and Mu Wan’s reflection was once again enclosed in the red heart on the glass.

She smiled at the red heart and looked back at Liu Qianxiu. He set the brush aside, picked up the bucket, took her hand, and walked toward the room. “It won’t disappear now.”

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~ Pregnant ~

Yu Wang froze for a moment. “Uncle?”

Noble Consort Qi nodded. “That’s right. Lixiao and I once had a marriage engagement. But it was only a verbal agreement between your maternal grandfather and the old Lord Wen of that time. The two families never exchanged formal documents or betrothal gifts. Later, Lixiao realized he had no heart for officialdom and chose to leave the capital to travel the world. After the discussion, the two families agreed to cancel the engagement. In order not to damage the friendship between our houses, your maternal grandfather acknowledged Lixiao as his adopted son. That means he is my elder brother—and therefore, your uncle.”

Those words were something he had once instructed her on, tear by tear, syllable by syllable, many years ago—so that if the engagement ever became public, it would not become a weapon for others to attack her. Over the years, she had replayed the moment of their separation countless times. The pain clung like a parasite to the bone, tormenting her day and night. She had thought that if they ever met again, she would be numb with sorrow—yet when the moment truly came, she collapsed at once, her defenses shattered.

Yu Wang saw the deep, unspoken agony in Noble Consort Qi’s eyes. He understood perfectly well that the truth could not possibly be as simple as she had described it—but for the sake of his Mother Consort’s reputation, he could only follow her lead. “Junyu pays respects to Uncle.”

Wen Lixiao turned his head slightly toward the sound. “Your Highness need not be so formal. When I left the capital back then, I departed in haste. I also did not return for many years, so the matter of my relationship with my adoptive father became unknown to others. I never expected we would meet so suddenly today—I did not even have time to prepare a gift. I hope Your Highness will not take offense.”

“Uncle is too courteous.”

Ling Wang’s brows snapped together. He stared at Wen Lixiao as if he could bore through him. “You had better think very carefully before you say another word!” Earlier, this man had agreed to admit to a private affair with Noble Consort Qi, helping Ling Wang destroy her reputation. But now, he had suddenly changed sides.
Wen Lixiao turned his head away. “Ling Wang, thank you for bringing this commoner into the palace so that I could see my sworn younger sister once.”

“You—” Ling Wang whirled toward the Emperor’s throne and hurriedly bowed. “Imperial Father, it was Wen Lixiao who sought your son out of his own accord. He claimed he and Noble Consort Qi had a private relationship. Back then, Noble Consort Qi was engaged to him, but she was vain and greedy for splendor—she concealed the engagement and entered the palace to become Your Majesty’s Consort. And before that, she and Wen Lixiao had already…”

“Junling, have you made enough trouble?” The Emperor’s face darkened, disappointment clear in his eyes. He knew Ling Wang was not clever, but he had not expected such foolishness. Today was the palace’s New Year’s banquet. What good could come from ruining it? Worse still, the Beijiang envoys were present. Did Ling Wang not understand the need to protect the dignity of the court?

Ling Wang’s expression stiffened sharply. “Imperial Father, your son…”

“I have long been aware of Noble Consort Qi’s matters before entering the palace,” the Emperor said coldly. “The Duke of Weiguo also spoke to me of it. Step back.”

“Imperial Father…”

“Step back!” The Emperor’s shout cracked through the hall, his gaze forcing submission.

Ling Wang clenched his teeth and, unwilling, retreated to the side.

Noble Consort Qi’s body was rigid; she did not dare lift her head to read the Emperor’s expression. “Elder Brother Lixiao… since you have returned to the capital, you should go home and take a look…”

“No need,” Wen Lixiao said, shaking his head. Though he could not see, he still faced stubbornly toward Noble Consort Qi’s direction. “I am afflicted with a terminal illness. My days are numbered. This time, I came mainly to see my sworn younger sister one last time.”

Noble Consort Qi bit down hard, the metallic taste of blood rising in her mouth. “Elder Brother Lixiao…”

Wen Lixiao bent and gathered the guqin from the table, holding it close. “My wish is fulfilled. From today on, I have no more regrets.” He and Noble Consort Qi had chosen this guqin together, hoping it would symbolize a future spent in harmony. But fate led her to the palace as a consort, and the guqin became his only comfort for many years, staying with him through the long, dark days of the Da Li Dynasty.

Noble Consort Qi held back her tears, looking intently at the man before her. In the years since they last met, he was no longer the peerless, radiant figure of the past. His posture was no longer straight, white hair had appeared at his temples—yet the quiet elegance, the gentle forbearance in his aura, had never changed. “Elder Brother… travel safely.”

“Good.” Wen Lixiao turned, and palace maids immediately came forward to guide him away.

Ling Wang’s eyes darkened with malice as he watched Wen Lixiao. He dared to deceive me. And Imperial Father —why did he trust Noble Consort Qi so completely? Was there not even a hint of doubt in his heart? Was everything Ling Wang did always wrong?

Li Qingzhou saw his expression and quickly signaled with urgent glances. The Emperor was already furious, and this was definitely not the time to provoke him further.

Mu Yunyao watched quietly. Then she noticed Yu Wangfei signaling to her and gave a small nod.

Only then did Yu Wangfei relax slightly. Supporting Noble Consort Qi as they moved back toward their seats, she spoke softly, “Mother Consort, since Uncle has returned to the capital, there will be chances to meet again in the future. You…”

Mid-sentence, Yu Wangfei suddenly covered her chest and retched.

Noble Consort Qi immediately looked over. “Fanghua, what is wrong?”

“Mother Consort, I’m fine… ugh…”

Mu Yunyao stepped forward and placed her fingers on Yu Wangfei’s wrist. After a brief pause, a bright, radiant smile bloomed on her face. “Congratulations to Your Majesty. Congratulations to Yu Wang. Yu Wangfei has happy news. From her pulse, it appears she is nearly two months along.”

Yu Wang stared in shock, then joy spread across his face. “Happy news? Happy news! I’m going to be a father!” His feelings shifted from grief to happiness so quickly that he hardly knew how to react. If it had been appropriate, he would have picked up his wife and spun her around.

The Emperor had been upset, but upon hearing this, his expression gradually softened. In his heart, he had already chosen Yu Wang as the next Crown Prince. Now that Yu Wang had an heir, it meant the line would continue—undeniably a joyous matter. “Good. Yu Wangfei has merit. Reward her!”

At the Emperor’s words, congratulations rose around them in waves, and in the blink of an eye, the earlier unpleasantness was swept away. Only Ling Wang’s hatred deepened further. His gaze slid across Yu Wang and Yu Wangfei, chilling to the bone with bitterness.

The Emperor’s mood had lifted. Seeing Mu Yunyao’s pleasing smile, his tone grew more relaxed. “Yao’er, why have I not seen you present a congratulatory gift to me?”

Mu Yunyao blinked, her smile warm and dazzling. “In reply to Your Majesty, I was so absorbed in watching the princes’ gifts that I suddenly felt my own gift might be too embarrassing to present.”

“If you say that, it means you did not prepare with care,” the Emperor said with feigned sternness. “Then I must certainly take a good look. If I am not satisfied, I will punish you.”

“Grandmother…” Mu Yunyao immediately turned to Grand Princess Yide, her expression carrying a trace of grievance.

Grand Princess Yide’s heart softened at once. “Your Majesty, you must not punish our Yao’er. She put great thought into preparing your gift—so much so that even I found it astonishing.”

“Oh?” The Emperor’s curiosity rose. If even his Imperial Elder Sister called it astonishing, then it could hardly be ordinary. “Yao’er—present it at once.”

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~ But People Say Old Friends’ Hearts Are Easily Changed ~

The musician played “Feng Qiu Huang” with deep sorrow, the notes plaintive and lingering, like the sound of weeping carried by the wind.

Mu Yunyao lifted her gaze toward Noble Consort Qi’s seat above, and her heart gave a sudden, sharp jolt.

Noble Consort Qi was staring intently at the musician in the hall. Tears streamed down her face, and the pain she was forcing down seemed to press upon every line of her expression.

Ling Wang curled his lips in satisfaction, bright gleams of exhilaration flashing in his eyes. After all his effort, he had finally found the man. It seemed the trouble had not been wasted—his frantic work had paid off in the end.

Grand Princess Yide’s expression darkened, a heavy trace of displeasure passing through her eyes. She did not care about the younger generation’s struggles, and she understood well that battles over imperial power had never been about fairness—only victory, never scruples. Noble Consort Qi’s past had truly existed. If Ling Wang could dig up the man once betrothed to her in those years, that was his skill. Used well, it could strike unexpectedly—perhaps even help him regain a lost advantage.

Yet she disliked how poorly Ling Wang hid his feelings. Anyone who wanted to stand above others needed to keep joy and anger off their face, so ministers could not read their ruler’s heart or spot any weakness. But Ling Wang was far too obvious, as if he was afraid the hall might not notice this scheme was his.

The Emperor’s brows drew tightly together. He turned toward Noble Consort Qi, who was drenched in tears, his expression unusually cold. “Noble Consort Qi—could it be that today’s dishes are not to your taste?”

Noble Consort Qi clenched her fist so hard her knuckles whitened. Forcing herself to pull her gaze away, she raised a handkerchief and wiped the tears from her cheeks, then rose and saluted the Emperor with deliberate respect. “Hearing ‘Feng Qiu Huang’ made me recall certain memories from the past.”

Before the Emperor could respond, Ling Wang spoke first. “Imperial Father, this musician was someone your son happened to meet by chance. It is said he is a master of the qin, yet in his entire life, he plays only a single piece—‘Feng Qiu Huang,’ the one Imperial Father just heard. And I have also heard that Noble Consort Qi is highly knowledgeable in music. Might I invite Her Ladyship to offer a comment or two?”

Noble Consort Qi’s face turned cold, but her eyes were full of grief. “I fear I must disappoint Ling Wang. Since entering the palace, I have never touched the qin again. It has been more than twenty years since I last played—no matter how fine one’s skill, it grows rusty.”

A cold smile hovered at Ling Wang’s lips. “What a pity. The musician beside me—Musician Jiang—claims that many years ago, he once had the honor of receiving Her Ladyship’s guidance. Now that they have met again after so long, he hopes to boldly invite Her Ladyship to judge him once more and see if his years of hard work have brought any improvement.”

Noble Consort Qi began to tremble. The phoenix step ornament in her hair quivered with her movement. In the candlelight, the pearl-set phoenix eyes seemed to shimmer as if they, too, were wet with tears. “I do not recall ever offering commentary to anyone.”

“How strange,” Ling Wang said lightly, his words cutting like a blade. “Since when has Her Ladyship’s memory grown so poor—so poor that even a former lover can be forgotten?”

“Insolence!” The Emperor’s face hardened as he barked the rebuke. “Junling—are you speaking to your honored Mother Noble Consort in such a manner?”

“Father Emperor,” Ling Wang said, voice-controlled, “Today is the palace’s New Year banquet. Your son understands these matters ought not be raised on such an occasion. Yet this concerns something of grave importance. I fear Father Emperor has been kept in the dark, and so I cannot remain silent. The musician at my side is named Jiang Shuihan—but many years ago, he had another name: Wen Lixiao!”

The instant the name fell, a wave of murmurs surged through the hall.

The Wen family had produced two Imperial Tutors—an illustrious house. In those years, young master Lixiao was famous throughout the capital for his talent and was celebrated as the foremost gentleman of his generation. At only sixteen, he became the top scholar and entered officialdom, even more dazzling than Su Qingwu. Yet later, for reasons no one knew, Young Master Lixiao vanished without a trace. The Wen family also declined, and in less than twenty years, they became just another aristocratic house.

Some officials studied the blind musician’s features closely and could not help nodding. “Indeed. His appearance has changed somewhat, but he truly is Young Master Lixiao.”

“To think… we would see him again…”

Hearing the hall’s reaction, Ling Wang’s smile only widened. “Imperial Father, you may not know this: the man before you is not only the famed Young Master Lixiao—he is also Noble Consort Qi’s former lover!”

At once, Yu Wang sprang to his feet, fury blazing in his eyes. “Elder Imperial Brother—one cannot speak such nonsense!”

Ling Wang’s eyes shone with savage satisfaction. “Whether it is nonsense—lift your head and look at Noble Consort Qi’s expression. Will you not understand everything then?”

Yu Wang turned sharply. Noble Consort Qi was trembling from head to toe. Even with desperate restraint, she could not stop the tears that kept falling. At that sight, Yu Wang’s heart sank heavily.

Ling Wang pressed forward, unrelenting. “Noble Consort Qi—an old acquaintance stands before you. Do you truly have nothing to say?

Noble Consort Qi stood up and slowly walked down the stairs. Her face was pale, and tears kept falling, yet her lips curved into a faint smile. “What happened to your eyes? When you left back then, were they not perfectly fine?”

Wen Lixiao stood as well. He opened eyes that had remained closed for so long. They were still clear and bright—yet before them lay only darkness, never able to see his beloved’s face again. “After leaving the capital, I intended to travel the world. When I passed through Luocheng, I encountered bandits robbing travelers on the road. I could not bear it and stepped in to help. I drove them off, but in the struggle, I injured my eyes. After that, my sight faded little by little. It has been many years. Now I am accustomed to the darkness. In daily life, all is manageable, and so it no longer matters.”

“A person in the prime of life, suddenly blinded… You must have suffered greatly.”

“At first, I could not adjust. But later I thought—there is no one left in this world worth seeing every day. Whether I can see or not makes little difference.” Wen Lixiao wore a faint smile. His words were calm and distant, almost painfully so.

Noble Consort Qi’s tears fell even more violently. Once, they had agreed to leave the capital and roam the world together. Instead, she had been forced into the palace, while he left alone—and then lost his eyes in Luocheng, the very place she had most longed to see. “In Luocheng, the peonies bloom most brilliantly in the fourth and fifth months. You had not even seen them—yet you lost your eyes. It is… truly a regret.”

“Though I cannot see, I have been to Luocheng,” Wen Lixiao said softly. “I have breathed the peony fragrance that fills the city. The wind carries warmth, the sunlight pours down, making the scent even more intoxicating. With one gentle breath, even without sight, one can imagine a scene of blossoms like brocade.”

Noble Consort Qi choked, then covered her mouth and broke into bitter sobs.

Ling Wang’s lips lifted again. Before entering the palace, she had been entangled in private affection—on that point alone, Noble Consort Qi was finished. His own mother had been demoted to a concubine, and Yu Wang had played a part in it. No matter what, this hatred had to be repaid.

Yu Wang and Yu Wangfei rushed forward, each supporting Noble Consort Qi by an arm. “Mother Consort…”

Noble Consort Qi took a deep breath. A fragile but steady smile returned to her lips as she turned and motioned for Yu Wang to step forward and salute. “I am fine. Ling Wang is not wrong. Lixiao is indeed an old acquaintance of mine. If we speak strictly… Junyu, you should call him Uncle.”

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~ Disrupt ~

The Emperor stared in astonishment at the scene before him, unable to believe what he saw. “What is the meaning of this?”

Helian Liluo smiled, her manner composed. “In reply to Your Majesty, I have been raised since childhood on water infused with the Haiming Pearl, and so my constitution is far stronger than that of ordinary people. Over the years, with constant nourishment, even my wounds heal swiftly. This Haiming Pearl has always been kept as a treasured heirloom within the royal family. If it were not for the sake of friendship between our two nations, we would never have offered it.”

The Emperor’s gaze shifted slightly. “Amity is a matter between states. Even without this Haiming Pearl, I would still give the matter careful consideration.” Such an extraordinary gift, yet Beijiang seemed to want nothing in return. No matter how he looked at it, something felt off.

Helian Liluo bowed. “In reply to Your Majesty, Beijiang has one additional condition.”

“Speak.”

“I have heard that the Da Li Dynasty has already found a way to treat plague. We hope to obtain the prescription for curing epidemic disease.” Beijiang had vast grasslands, and its people lived as nomads, following the water and the grass. Once an epidemic started, it spread quickly and was almost impossible to stop.

“The prescription benefits the people of the realm,” the Emperor replied evenly, “but it was not obtained easily. If Beijiang truly seeks it in sincerity, then after a treaty of amity between our two nations is signed, it is not impossible to discuss.”

Helian Liluo’s face brightened with delight. She handed the Haiming Pearl to an attendant at her side, who brought it forward to present to the Emperor.

Mu Yunyao watched as Helian Liluo slipped her hand back into her sleeve, then glanced at the bloodstains on the floor, which palace maids had already cleaned away with practiced speed. She frowned slightly.

Noticing her expression, Grand Princess Yide smiled and said to the Emperor, “Junling and Junyu must have prepared gifts as well. Why not present them quickly, to bring Your Majesty some joy?”

The Emperor was about to open the jade box and look at the rare Haiming Pearl himself. At her words, he waved his hand for the box to be put away, then turned to the princes’ seats. “What congratulatory gifts have you prepared? Present them at once. Your Imperial Uncle is curious.”

Ling Wang rose first. “Imperial Father, allow your son to keep you in suspense for a moment. My gift is somewhat special. Let my younger brothers present theirs first.”

The Emperor merely nodded, his expression unreadable. “Very well.”

Yu Wang stood. “Imperial Father, my gift has long been prepared. It is a newly developed suit of armor. This armor uses a new technique—easier to produce, requiring fewer materials, yet it does not compromise its ability to withstand force.”

The Emperor’s eyes lit up. “Has it been thoroughly tested?” Military supplies permitted no errors. If this new armor truly performed as Yu Wang claimed, the Da Li Dynasty’s strength would take a decisive step forward.

“Imperial Father, this matter is of great consequence. Your son would never treat it lightly. I have had it repeatedly verified, and can guarantee there will be no mistake.” He had intended to offer it early, but the arrival of the Beijiang envoys had made him change his mind. He had deliberately chosen this critical moment to make a show of strength.

The Emperor was openly delighted. “Good! Junyu, this is an excellent gift. I shall reward you heavily.”

The Beijiang envoys’ faces stiffened. The stronger the Da Li Dynasty’s army became, the greater the threat to them. This was the last thing they wanted to see.

“This is only your son’s duty,” Yu Wang said. “I would not dare trouble Imperial Father for a reward.”

The Emperor’s gaze turned even more kindly. “To share your sovereign father’s burdens—this greatly pleases me.”

Jin Wang gave a faint smile. When Yu Wang sat down, Jin Wang lifted a hand, signaling the palace maids to withdraw. Two maids had been about to help him stand, but after his gesture, they did not dare approach and quietly stepped away.

Jin Wang braced one hand on the table and slowly stood up, each movement difficult. After a moment, he managed to stand on his own. “Imperial Father, your son is not skilled in things like armor. I have only copied one hundred volumes of Buddhist sutras by hand, hoping you will have blessings and a long life.”

The Emperor’s eyes widened in shock, then joy flashed across his face. “Junjin—your legs have recovered?”

“In reply to Imperial Father, your son can now stand. There is still residual poison, but after another period of recuperation, I should fully recover.”

The officials widened their eyes in surprise. Jin Wang’s legs had recovered after all this time? The court was about to become much livelier.

“Good,” the Emperor said. “I shall richly reward the physician who treated you.”

“Your son thanks Imperial Father.”

In high spirits, the Emperor’s tone turned notably light. “And Junyue? What gift have you prepared?”

Yue Wang stood up. “Imperial Father, your son is the most ordinary of all. I have only brought gold and silver, porcelain, pearls, and jade—nothing compared to Elder Imperial Brothers.” As he spoke, he drew a gift list from his sleeve and handed it to the attendant beside him.

The attendant hurried it forward. After reading, the Emperor couldn’t help laughing aloud. “Xu Li—read it out for all the ministers to hear.”

Xu Li cleared his throat and recited in a loud voice: “A jasper ruyi scepter, a jadeite cabbage…” He read for more than a quarter of an hour before finishing.

The Emperor took a sip of tea and joked, “Fourth, are you giving gifts or moving house? You’ve cleared out your entire estate and delivered it to me. How will you live after this?”

Yue Wang’s expression was cold and unyielding, yet his reply nearly shocked everyone out of their seats. “In reply to Imperial Father—Yunyao is exceedingly skilled at earning silver.” If he ever became penniless, he would just rely on Yunyao. They were already engaged, so there was no turning back.

Seeing Yue Wang speak as though it were perfectly reasonable, the Emperor was both annoyed and amused. In the end, he could do nothing but let it go.

The Emperor turned to Ling Wang, who had been smiling all this time quietly. “Junling—have you prepared your gift?”

“Imperial Father, it is ready.” As Ling Wang spoke, he glanced at Noble Consort Qi, who sat beside the Emperor. A cold light flashed in his eyes. Let’s see if you can still smile in a moment, he thought.’

He then signaled for attendants to place a guqin in the hall, and said, “Please invite Musician Ruan to enter.”

Attendants brought in a middle-aged man. He was handsome and refined, with his eyes lowered respectfully as the maids led him to the guqin. “This commoner pays respects to Your Majesty, and wishes Your Majesty blessings and long life.”

The instant Noble Consort Qi saw him, her face drained of all color. When she heard his voice, her eyes reddened at once, tears threatening to spill.

Noticing Noble Consort Qi’s loss of composure, Mu Yunyao suddenly recalled what her grandmother had once said about Noble Consort Qi: before entering the palace, she had been formally betrothed. Yet the Marquis of Weiguo, to demonstrate loyalty to the Emperor, had voluntarily broken the engagement and sent her into the imperial harem. Seeing her reaction now… could it be that she knew this guqin musician?

The musician was led to the guqin and took his seat. After testing the strings, his tension faded, and his breathing became steady.

Ding-ding, dong-dong. The melody was especially pleasant to hear.

Mu Yunyao’s brows twitched slightly. In her heart, she silently named the tune: “Feng Qiu Huang.” This musician was actually playing “Feng Qiu Huang” at the palace’s New Year banquet. Where had Ling Wang found him, and what was he planning?

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