Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife Chapter 636

~ 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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Incurable Chapter 61 Part 1

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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Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife Chapter 635

~ 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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~ A Beauty Like A Flower Beyond The Clouds ~

Amid the eager gazes of the crowd, a graceful figure appeared and walked towards them.

Even though it was the middle of winter, the Beijiang Princess was still dressed in light, flowing garments. Six layers of delicate gauze wrapped around her slender figure, with the hem of her dress trailing behind and her long sleeves brushing the floor. She exuded an aura of grace and beauty.

The night wind made her skirt flutter, making her seem almost weightless, as if she floated in the air. Her exquisite step ornament, crafted from red gold, was placed in her cloud-like dark hair, with long tassels that cast shadows in the candlelight.

Her face held a gentle smile, her eyes were bright, her lips were deep red, and her pale skin seemed to glow. With each step, a faint fragrance followed her, and it felt as if she left lotus flowers behind as she moved.

Seeing such beauty, Mu Yunyao couldn’t help but stare for a moment, admiring her inwardly. No wonder she has such confidence. Her beauty surpasses Su Yuyi by far.

The noble young men, who had initially been displeased with her constant flirtations with the princes, immediately cast aside their feelings of frustration the moment they laid eyes on her. With her beauty and her status as a princess, marrying her would be a dream. Even just seeing her every day would be a pleasure.

Yue Wang glanced at her briefly, then turned his attention elsewhere, thinking about the last preparations at the manor. He used to think half a month was too short to get ready, but now time seemed to move painfully slow. He wished the wedding day would come sooner so he could bring Yunyao home.

“Beijiang Princess Helian Liluo pays her respects to Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor, long, long life!”

At the sound of her voice, the crowd couldn’t help but feel a shiver run through them. Her voice was soft and clear, like a bird’s song or a gentle stream, naturally beautiful and captivating. Even with all the noise, everyone stopped to listen when she spoke.

“Princess Helian, no need for such formalities. Please, take a seat.”

Mu Yunyao watched the Beijiang Princess closely, her gaze lingering on her face. The Princess was indeed beautiful, but her appearance was almost too perfect, giving off a slightly seductive air.

Yue Wang noticed that Mu Yunyao was staring at the Beijiang Princess and frowned slightly.

Jin Wang raised his wine cup and, noticing Yue Wang’s expression, gave a small smile. “Fourth Imperial Brother, what do you think of the Beijiang Princess?”

“If you’re interested in marrying her, I can help convey it to Imperial Father.”

Jin Wang’s smile didn’t fade. His warm and gentle manner was like a spring breeze. “I wouldn’t trouble you, Fourth Imperial Brother. She’s beautiful, but she’s not the one I love.”

Yue Wang didn’t intend to respond, but Jin Wang seemed keen to keep talking. “Fourth Imperial Brother, I haven’t seen you much in the court lately. Are you truly content just being a leisurely prince?”

“Isn’t being a leisurely prince good? With a woman I love by my side, enjoying wealth and honor, without the need to worry about court politics or power struggles. I’m not as ambitious as Third Imperial Brother, so I’m happy with a peaceful life.”

Jin Wang smiled but didn’t say more, his gaze becoming thoughtful, gradually turning hard to read. The woman Yue Wang loved could only be Mu Yunyao. He glanced at her. Today, she wore a palace dress made of gold-threaded silk, embroidered with butterflies and flowers. The dress was elegant and refined, making her look noble and dignified.

Now that her mourning period was over, her accessories were no longer plain and simple. She wore a step ornament carved from a red ruby shaped like a phoenix, paired with small jade beads shaped like blossoming camellias. These matched the embroidery on her dress, making her look even more delicate and lively.

Jin Wang looked down and took a sip of wine. His thoughts deepened as he observed Mu Yunyao. Although the Beijiang Princess’s beauty might surpass hers in certain ways, he found himself utterly unmoved. All his attention was on Mu Yunyao.

She sat in the Princess’s seat, a distinction personally granted by the Emperor. Surrounding her were the daughters of many noble families, all of them adorned with makeup and glowing with beauty, but Jin Wang saw none of them. Only Mu Yunyao’s figure seemed vibrant, her presence like a burst of light among the rest.

She exchanged a glance with Yue Wang, her eyes bright with warmth, like a spring-blooming flower. The sight was so captivating that it made him yearn to protect her with all his might. He felt like a fool, deliberately ignoring Yue Wang, imagining that her gaze was focused on him, that her smile was meant for him. His heart burned with an intense, passionate heat.

Mu Yunyao noticed Jin Wang’s gaze. She frowned a little, and a hint of disgust showed in her eyes.

The sounds of the zither and bamboo flute filled the air, and just as the music paused, the Beijiang Princess rose. “Your Majesty, I come to the Dali Dynasty on behalf of the royal family of Beijiang, with two main purposes: one, to propose a marriage alliance, and two, to present a treasure from Beijiang. I hope that Beijiang and the Dali Dynasty can forge a peaceful bond, never again to resort to arms.”

Many officials were clearly moved by this. There hadn’t been any major wars with Beijiang lately, but small border fights happened often. The border had been constantly harassed, causing many casualties among the people. If the two countries could form a good relationship and avoid war, it would undoubtedly be a great thing.

“Why have I not heard of Beijiang having a treasure?” The Emperor’s expression was stern as he looked at Helian Liluo, his face devoid of emotion.

Helian Liluo clapped her hands, and a Beijiang envoy immediately stepped forward, holding a jade box. She opened it, and a faint light began to emanate from within. “Your Majesty, this is a Haiming Pearl. Like the Night Bright Pearl, it shines in the dark, but it is a hundred times more valuable. Drinking water that has been soaked with the Haiming Pearl ensures health, longevity, and freedom from illness.”

“Health, longevity, and freedom from illness?” The Emperor’s expression didn’t change. “Very well, I accept this gift. I now understand Beijiang’s goodwill. As long as your royal family promises not to invade our borders, I will agree to your marriage proposal.”

It was just a marriage to a princess. If that could prevent war, it was naturally the best outcome.

Helian Liluo noticed the Emperor’s reaction and frowned a little. “Your Majesty, do you doubt the Haiming Pearl’s powers? If you wish, I can demonstrate it for you.”

“You can demonstrate?” The Emperor’s interest was piqued.

“Yes,” Helian Liluo replied. She took a hairpin from her hair and slashed her hand with it. Blood started to drip right away.

The Beijiang envoy quickly filled a teacup with water and placed the Haiming Pearl inside. After a moment, they took out the pearl and poured the water over Helian Liluo’s hand.

The crowd gasped, and soon someone shouted in surprise.

At first, blood kept dripping from Helian Liluo’s hand, but after a moment, the bleeding stopped. Slowly, the wound began to heal, and within a short time, there was nothing left but a faint pink scar.

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Finland was cold, as if they had crossed from autumn straight into winter. Mu Wan wore a thick coat, and Liu Qianxiu wrapped her in a soft, cashmere scarf.

Once they stepped off the plane, staff from the Liu family’s Finnish branch were already there to greet them. They went to a property in northern Finland, a villa nestled in the woods.

The farther north they went, the colder it became. However, as the car drove along the wide roads, the European atmosphere grew denser, yet there was still no sign of snow.

The car’s heating was on, and Mu Wan removed her scarf, revealing her pale face. Since they were in Finland, Liu Qianxiu took the opportunity to review some documents. Noticing her movements, he looked up. Her eyes were shiny with a bit of moisture, and she was looking at him.

“No snow yet?” Mu Wan asked.

The driver, a member of the Liu family, sat in the front passenger seat, while the general manager of the Finnish branch sat beside him. They knew that the head of the Liu family had married recently, and everyone in the family knew that Liu Qianxiu had brought a beautiful woman with him. Without a doubt, she was the Liu family’s new mistress.

The guide, not wanting to seem inattentive, glanced at Liu Qianxiu and, after confirming he could speak, turned to Mu Wan and said with a smile, “There’s a five-month snow season in northern Finland, but it doesn’t snow much in late October. However, I’ve checked, and it should snow in the next couple of days.”

“Oh.” Mu Wan responded, feeling a little disappointed. Although she couldn’t see the snow just yet, she found it beautiful to wait for it. With such cold temperatures, the snow, when it finally came, should be quite heavy.

She looked forward to it eagerly.

The Liu family’s villa in Finland was nestled halfway up a mountain, surrounded by trees. It wasn’t too remote, and a twenty-minute drive would bring them to a small, bustling town. Despite its size, the town felt quiet. The Finnish people weren’t fond of excessive chatter, so the town was large but somewhat subdued.

The villa was a cozy two-story building painted red and white, already cleaned in anticipation of their arrival. Though not large, its fireplace blazed cheerfully. As Mu Wan stepped inside, the warmth flushed her cheeks.

Their room was on the second floor, kept toasty by the heater. Mu Wan sprawled across the bed, rolling about with contentment.

Liu Qianxiu and the general manager of the Finnish branch were downstairs handling some documents. After the handover, the manager left. Liu Qianxiu came upstairs, and Mu Wan, flipping over, knelt on the bed, smiling as she spread her arms wide.

He embraced her, and Mu Wan, already warmed up, had shed her coat and was now in a fitted sweater and long pants. Her soft, slender body pressed against his as he held her close.

Though they couldn’t see the snow yet, she was still happy. This was what a honeymoon was supposed to be—being with the person you loved, enjoying different views, and relaxing together.

“Are you hungry?” Liu Qianxiu kissed her.

Afternoon had faded into evening, and hunger crept in. Mu Wan slipped from his embrace and asked, “Is there food here?”

“No, the ingredients are all here, but we’ll have to cook ourselves,” Liu Qianxiu replied, holding her.

“Let’s cook then!” Mu Wan said excitedly.

He smiled and looked down at her. “We?”

“I’ll help you wash the vegetables,” Mu Wan said confidently.

“The water is cold,” Liu Qianxiu leaned down and kissed her forehead, saying, “You stay here and watch.”

And so, Mu Wan sat there and watched Liu Qianxiu cook their dinner. She didn’t have picky tastes, so he made a simple Western-style meal. After dinner, Liu Qianxiu loaded the dirty dishes into the dishwasher.

Mu Wan stood in front of him, watching his efficient movements, and asked, “The dishwasher is so convenient. Why didn’t we have one in the Southwind apartment?”

Liu Qianxiu glanced at her, remembering the porcelain dishes at Southwind, which could never go into a dishwasher. He thought of the bowl she had broken during their last visit.

His lips curved slightly as he replied, “I forgot, and we never installed one after that.”

Mu Wan took his answer without question and didn’t probe further. The night in Finland was long, with short days. It had already become completely dark. She turned to look outside. The sky was pitch black, but the stars were stunning.

“It feels like a fairytale,” Mu Wan said, turning to Liu Qianxiu with a bright smile.

The firelight danced in her eyes, making them shine. Liu Qianxiu squeezed her hand and suggested, “Let’s go outside and see.”

“Sure!” Mu Wan answered excitedly.

Though the view was beautiful, the temperature was freezing. Mu Wan had already felt the cold when they got out of the car. Before heading outside, she wrapped herself in a down jacket, and Liu Qianxiu added a scarf and gloves.

“I can put my hands in my pockets,” Mu Wan said, holding up her gloved hands, talking to him through her scarf.

With only her eyes visible, glistening like a little puppy, Liu Qianxiu gave her a hat, pressing down her fluffy hair. “This will keep you warmer.”

It was very cold outside, but there was no wind. After Mu Wan finished dressing, she ran outside ahead of him. Liu Qianxiu was still getting ready. She ran a few laps around the front of the villa, breathing in the warm air trapped inside her scarf.

The place felt so free. The whole world seemed open and without restraint. Mu Wan couldn’t resist running a few laps. After a while, Liu Qianxiu still hadn’t come outside. Mu Wan, confused, walked toward the door.

Flushed from running, she tugged down her scarf and let out a warm breath.

“Liu Qianxiu.” Mu Wan called out.

Liu Qianxiu finally emerged, tall and slender in his gray down jacket and scarf. When he saw her, she pointed upward and said, “I was wrong. There aren’t any stars.”

From inside, the stars must have been just firelight reflected on the glass. Mu Wan’s voice carried a hint of regret.

“Mm.” Liu Qianxiu replied softly. He adjusted her scarf to shield her cheeks, then took her hand and led her to the bench outside the villa.

Mu Wan sat down, and Liu Qianxiu pulled something out of his pocket. She looked carefully as he lit a match. The light from the flame illuminated his face, and in Mu Wan’s surprise, he lit a firework.

In the silent woods, with the cold air surrounding them, a firework blazed from Liu Qianxiu’s hand. His features were illuminated by the orange glow, and Mu Wan’s heart stirred.

He handed her the firework, saying, “A star for you.”

Liu Qianxiu was perfect for such an environment. His temperament and looks were incredibly calm. Yet, when it came to her, she could always feel the heat emanating from him.

Mu Wan grinned, took the firework, and kicked her legs in delight. It spun in her hand like a fiery ring, and when she peered through it at the night sky, it truly resembled the stars.

“The flowers you’ve given me are all so special,” Mu Wan said, watching the fireworks crackle. She leaned her head against his shoulder and looked up at him, her eyes curved into a smile.

“The first flowers you gave me were cotton candy, so sweet.”

“The flowers you gave me this time are fireworks, so beautiful.”

“Liu Qianxiu, I love you so much.”

Mu Wan never hesitated to confess her feelings. Her voice was gentle, and when the firework faded, she nestled into his arms. Even bundled in layers, he held her close, answering in a soft murmur.

“I love you too.”

Mu Wan raised her hand, awkwardly pulling off her scarf, and kissed his eyes.

Liu Qianxiu gathered her up and led her back inside. The room’s warmth wrapped around them as their clothes slipped away, and by the time they reached the bed, Mu Wan was nearly bare.

Desire thickened the air, their breaths entwined. Mu Wan melted into the soft bed, answering his gentle yet fervent kisses. Her mind grew hazy, and as his lips brushed her earlobe, her gaze drifted to the window.

“It’s snowing,” Mu Wan whispered, her voice rough with emotion as she clung to his face.

Before Liu Qianxiu could respond, she slipped from the bed, pulled on her slippers, and hurried to the window. Beyond the glass, thick snowflakes drifted down.

Liu Qianxiu lingered, half-kneeling on the bed, emotions swirling in his eyes. After a moment’s pause, he rose and joined her at the window.

“I want to make a wish,” Mu Wan said, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at the falling snow.

“What are you wishing for?” Liu Qianxiu embraced her from behind.

Mu Wan hadn’t planned her wish. She glanced at the swirling snow and said softly, “I wish for us to always be happy.”

She pressed softly against the window, slender fingers tracing patterns on the glass. The delicate lines of her back stood out, graceful as butterfly wings.

Liu Qianxiu kissed the back of her neck, and Mu Wan’s body trembled. She buried her face in his hair, her lips red, her eyes bright.

“I want happiness now,” Mu Wan murmured, turning to the snow, cheeks aglow. “The happiness only you can give me.”

Liu Qianxiu lowered his gaze, his throat moving slightly.

After a while, he pressed his body against hers.

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~ The Important Thing is Temperament ~

Grand Princess Yide looked at Mu Yunyao’s strange expression and couldn’t help but smile: “Alright, don’t think so much. Tomorrow is the New Year’s Eve banquet, and that princess from Beijiang will also be attending. If you’re curious, just go and see for yourself.”

Mu Yunyao nodded: “Grandmother is right.”

After a good night’s rest, Mu Yunyao got up early and went to the kitchen, only to find Xu Yanhan already busy there.

“Mother, why are you up so early?”

“Today is the New Year. Although we are in the palace now and don’t need to follow the customs of the common people, I can’t break my long-standing habit. I still want to make some Qiaomo (a type of steamed bun) and some cakes to make it lively. I don’t know if your grandmother is used to them?”

Mu Yunyao was taken aback, then quickly smiled: “Mother and I are thinking the same thing. I got up early to make some Qiaomo too.”

The mother and daughter worked together, and with the help of Jin Lan, Jin Qiao, Si Qin, and others, soon, baskets of plump white zodiac Qiaomo were made.

Xu Yanhan carefully examined the food for a moment, then felt quite satisfied: “Yao’er, your maternal grandmother should be up now. I’ll take it to her now. You should eat with us, too.”

“Mother, go ahead. I... I’ll make some more to take to Yue Wang.” Mu Yunyao said, a slight blush rising on her face, making her look even more radiant.

Xu Yanhan couldn’t help but recall the scene from the New Year in Jingling City and smiled, “The year before last in Jingling City, Jun Yue personally sculpted a tiger. I remember it even had the character ‘king’ on its head. It looked so cute. You ate it, didn’t you?”

Mu Yunyao blushed: “Mother, you’re mistaken. I didn’t eat it.”

“Alright, alright, you didn’t eat it. Do you need Mother’s help? After all, the Qiaomo you made didn’t look very good.”

“Mother, you’re teasing me again. I already had a mold carved. I didn’t need to sculpt it by hand.” Mu Yunyao lowered her head, her voice growing softer.

Xu Yanhan’s smile deepened: “Then hurry up and get busy. We still need to try on clothes later, so don’t waste time.”

“Okay.” Mu Yunyao took out the mold. Last time, Yue Wang said he wanted to eat the clever steamed buns she made. After trying several times without success, she had a craftsman make a mold. Now, all she had to do was put the dough in and remove the mold—it was very simple.

Mu Yunyao looked at the clever steamed buns placed on the steamer, pondered for a moment, and then made a large tiger and put it on. In the end, it didn’t look quite right, so she picked up a pen and wrote the character “王” (king).

After changing his clothes, Yue Wang was about to go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to pay his respects to the Emperor when Yu Heng entered carrying a food box. “Your Highness,” Yu Heng said, “Miss Mu sent this.”

Yue Wang was delighted. He opened the food box and saw several plump, white rabbit-shaped steamed buns. He gently poked one of the buns’ bellies with his fingertip, leaving a shallow indentation. As he withdrew his finger, the bun slowly returned to its original shape, making him smile.

Yu Heng glanced at them furtively, then his eyes widened slightly. “Your Highness,” Yu Heng said, “Miss Mu also steamed a Pixiu for you?” The Pixiu, with its claws outstretched, stood out conspicuously among the small, adorable rabbit-shaped steamed buns.

Yue Wang picked up the central steamed bun, carefully examining the slightly distorted “王” (king) character within. He couldn’t help but give Yu Heng a cold look: “This is a tiger.”

Yu Heng’s eyes widened slightly: “Your Highness, isn’t this clearly a Pixiu? How does it resemble a tiger?” “It resembles one in every way,” Yue Wang said firmly.

“But...” Yu Heng looked closely, still unable to discern a tiger’s shape.

Yue Wang held the somewhat distorted tiger in his palm, a distinct upward curve to his lips: “Yu Heng, another year has passed. During this time, Yu Yi has been traveling back and forth between Jiangnan and western Guangdong, a long and arduous journey. As brothers, you should be considerate of each other. After the New Year, you should go...”

“Your Highness, the tiger Miss Mu gave us is truly majestic, clearly unlike any other.” Most tigers don’t look like this.

Yue Wang looked up at him: “You can tell?”

“Of course, I could tell at a glance.” Yu Heng felt no guilt whatsoever because, once he realized it was a tiger, the more he looked at it, the more he felt it possessed the aura of a Pixiu, truly unique.

Yue Wang was finally satisfied, carefully examining it for a long time before reluctantly putting it down and going to the main hall to pay his respects.

Mu Yunyao finished eating with Grand Princess Yide and was then dragged to try on clothes. Having finally emerged from the mourning period, the palace dresses prepared were all in deep, vibrant colors, almost blinding at first glance.

Grand Princess Yide ignored Mu Yunyao’s objections, picking out dresses for her to try on one by one, finding every single one satisfactory.

Mu Yunyao was forced to change into more than a dozen outfits, but she showed no impatience whatsoever, always smiling. Granny Qu remarked, “Since Miss returned, the Princess has become so much more vibrant.”

Xu Yanhan nodded, “Yes.” Yao’er was like a ray of morning sunlight, warm and gentle, always able to make people lower their guard and smile genuinely. Thinking that her daughter would be married after the New Year, even she, usually so calm, couldn’t help but feel a little resentful towards Yue Wang. If only she could keep her for a few more years.

In the evening, the palace became lively. Because it was the New Year’s banquet, and with the Beijiang Princess present, the Emperor had specially granted permission for officials to bring their families. Many young noblemen were among those present.

Mu Yunyao didn’t arrive early this time, but accompanied Grand Princess Yide to the main hall.

At this time, all the officials had arrived, whispering auspicious New Year’s greetings, creating a particularly lively atmosphere.

Just as everyone was about to stand up and pay their respects, the Emperor arrived, following closely behind Grand Princess Yide. His expression was relaxed, a far cry from the gloom of the past few days.

“Imperial Elder Sister, why didn’t you wait for me?”

“Your Majesty has worked hard all year. I thought you might slack off at today’s banquet, but I never expected Your Majesty to be as diligent as ever.”

The Emperor couldn’t help but smile. “Only Imperial Elder Sister would praise me like that.”

Taking their seats according to the seating arrangement, Mu Yunyao and Yue Wang, seated in the prince’s seat, exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with silent warmth and understanding.

At the Beijiang envoys’ seats, the central seat of honor remained empty; Princess Helian Liluo of Beijiang had not yet arrived.

Just as everyone felt they had been impolite, a belated announcement rang out from outside: “The Beijiang Princess has arrived.”

Everyone fell silent and looked towards the hall entrance. This Beijiang princess, having arrived in the capital two days prior, had already established relationships with three princes; her intentions were now crystal clear. However, with such ambition, one should at least possess the qualifications to match it. For a woman, perhaps her greatest asset is her appearance. One wonders what this Beijiang princess, who sought to win over several princes, actually looked like.

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The wedding had kept them busy all day, and it wasn’t until the evening reception ended that Mu Wan finally took off her dress. She lay on the bed, the wedding room decorated in bright red, and everything before her was bathed in a crimson hue. Mu Wan tilted her head and glanced at Liu Qianxiu beside her.

He lay next to her. After the noise of the day, the room finally felt quiet. His eyes were half-closed, his long lashes curled, the corners of his eyes slightly lifted, his high nose bridge, thin, red lips, and deep, alluring cheekbones made him look even more captivating. His neck was slightly raised, his Adam’s apple pronounced at the center, giving him an alluring air under the light.

Mu Wan shifted slightly, trying to get a better look at him. As soon as she moved, his eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes opened. His dark pupils reflected the light, like a crescent moon in a cold pond. He turned toward her, their gazes meeting, and Mu Wan smiled at him.

Liu Qianxiu raised his hand, and like a little kitten, Mu Wan placed her cheek in his palm. Her face was warm, still tinged with a bit of color even after removing her makeup. Her bright eyes were as clear as two pieces of obsidian.

“Are you tired?” he turned to her, pulling her into his arms. She, in turn, curled up slightly, nestling into his embrace. The vast wedding room, now quiet, was filled with the sweetness of their closeness.

“Mm.” Mu Wan rested her head on his chest, her voice small, almost whiny.

He curled his lips slightly, his hand already gently massaging her body. The pressure and speed were just right, and Mu Wan, whose body had been tense all day, gradually relaxed.

Getting married was exhausting.

They were relatively lucky—Liu Qianxiu didn’t enjoy crowds, and she didn’t like complicated processes, so they had simplified much of the ceremony. Even so, she was still tired.

Her body gradually relaxed, and having just showered, she wore a light sleepwear. Softly, she nestled into Liu Qianxiu’s arms and said, “We should go out and relax.”

“Have you decided where to go?” Mu Wan had mentioned it yesterday, and he had remembered.

She shook her small, furry head. Her mind was exhausted, and she didn’t want to think too much. She simply said, “Let’s go see the snow, or maybe go to the beach. From the coldest place to the hottest place.”

“Mm.” Liu Qianxiu responded, his mind already working. He softly answered, “Okay.”

After speaking, Mu Wan shifted, her gaze drifting before she looked up at him. She licked her lips, then reached out, fingers curling gently around the collar of his shirt.

“Liu Qianxiu,” she called softly, tilting her head so her hair tumbled to one side, half her face veiled in shadow.

Liu Qianxiu pushed her hair to the side, his dark eyes fixed on her, asking, “What’s wrong?”

Instead of answering, she smiled, her cheeks blooming with a deeper blush. Her teeth peeked out beneath her red lips as she whispered, “It’s our wedding night...”

They had only just become husband and wife, the festivities behind them. Now, as night fell, she simply wanted to remind him of this moment. Liu Qianxiu’s smile was gentle, full of understanding.

“Aren’t you tired?” He cupped her cheek, his eyes still holding a lingering smile. After all, when they first entered the room, she hadn’t even wanted to shower. She had just flopped onto the bed, ready to sleep, but he had made sure she washed up.

Mu Wan’s tongue traced the roof of her mouth, her arms wrapping around him, pulling herself closer. The soft scent of her body filled his embrace. She looked at him, blinking her clear, bright eyes.

“I’m tired,” she admitted softly, “but tradition must be honored.”

Since it was a traditional Chinese wedding, this last step had to be completed properly.

Her blush deepened, eyelids lowering as she added, “Besides, you’re the one who has to do all the work. As long as you don’t…”

Before she could finish, Liu Qianxiu leaned in, pinning her gently to the bed. His body hovered over hers, and as she gazed up at his striking features, her heart thundered in her chest.

“I’m not tired,” Liu Qianxiu whispered, pressing a slow, tender kiss to the corner of her lips. Her sleepiness vanished beneath the heat of his touch. His lips traced her jaw, drifting down to her earlobe, his voice rough with longing.

“And I won’t tire out my little bride.”

Her heart raced, her chin quivering as she clung to him, arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

Mu Wan longed to see snow, so Liu Qianxiu made it happen. Their private plane soared from China, and after ten hours in the sky, they touched down in northern Finland.

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~ Staged Accident ~

The ship continued steadily northward. Just as it was nearing the capital, it suddenly lurched violently.

Inside the cabin, Mu Yunyao was making tea. The sudden jolt knocked over the small brazier, sending burning charcoal onto the carpet. Smoke and ash quickly filled the air.

Fortunately, Yue Wang had been keeping watch beside her. Seeing the situation turn dangerous, he pulled Mu Yunyao into his arms without hesitation. Once the ship steadied a little, he quickly doused the fallen coals with water. “Yao’er, are you all right?”

The back of Mu Yunyao’s hand had been splashed and reddened by hot water. It stung sharply. “I’m fine. What happened?” They were close to the capital, the weather was calm, and the river was wide and steady—how could the ship have rocked so violently?

Yu Heng knocked on the door. “Master, our ship collided with the vessel escorting the Beijiang Princess to the capital. Their ship has been damaged and can no longer continue. Beijiang has sent an envoy to request that the princess be allowed to travel to the capital on our ship.”

The Beijiang Princess?

Mu Yunyao blinked, then lightly shook her hand to ease the burning pain. “Just a few days ago, Fourth Master and I were just talking about this Beijiang Princess. Who would have thought we’d run into her so soon? What an incredible coincidence.”

Yue Wang’s gaze sharpened. He gave Yu Heng a cold command. “Bring our ship to shore. Yunyao and I will return to the capital by carriage. Give the ship to the Beijiang Princess.” Because of her special status, he couldn’t treat her like anyone else. Still, he had no intention of meeting her. If she wanted the ship, he and Yunyao would simply leave and take a carriage. In any case, the capital wasn’t far away.

“Yes.”

Mu Yunyao squeezed out a bit of burn ointment and dabbed it onto the reddened skin on the back of her hand. Hearing his decision, she couldn’t help laughing. “She’s clearly coming for you. If you avoid her like this, you might stir up her competitive streak—she may chase after you even harder.”

After all, this was a sturdy river ship. The wood was hard and water-resistant, unlike paper. It wouldn’t break from a small bump. The river was wide, and it would be hard to crash two ships together by accident. This ‘accident’ was just an excuse for the Beijiang Princess to get close to Yue Wang.

Yue Wang walked over, took the ointment from her, and carefully applied it to her hand. Then he bent down and softly blew on the red, swollen spot. “Aren’t I just worried that Yao’er will knock over her vinegar jar (get jealous)?”

Mu Yunyao’s eyes sparkled with laughter. She leaned in and pecked him lightly on the corner of his mouth. “A reward.”

Yue Wang’s eyes lit up. He was about to ask for more shamelessly when Mu Yunyao straightened. “If we’re switching to a carriage, then hurry and have them pack.”

Yue Wang lifted a hand and brushed his fingertips over his lips, as if savoring something sweet. “All right.” At that moment, even if Mu Yunyao told him to jump into the river and swim back, he would agree without hesitation.

As soon as the ship reached shore, the two of them disembarked without stopping to greet anyone and left at once by carriage.

At the front of the ship, a beautiful woman with a gauze veil watched the carriage disappear in a cloud of dust. Her eyes flashed with a sharp light. Only after the carriage was gone did her expression return to its usual calm and placid stillness. She turned to her maid. “Set sail.”

“Yes.”

To avoid the Beijiang Princess, Mu Yunyao and Yue Wang took their time. By the time they entered the capital, it was already the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.

In preparation for the wedding, Yue Wang had already moved out of the palace earlier. But with the New Year approaching, he decided to return to the palace for a few days, so he accompanied Mu Yunyao directly back to the palace.

Grand Princess Yide had been waiting anxiously. When she heard Mu Yunyao had returned, she went out to greet her at the hall’s entrance.

Mu Yunyao hurried forward to salute. “Greetings, Grandmother. Greetings, Mother.”

Xu Yanhan stepped forward and helped her to her feet, examining her from head to toe. Only after seeing that she was safe and well did she finally relax. “You’re finally back. Your grandmother and I have been worried sick these days.”

“It’s all Yunyao’s fault,” Mu Yunyao said, feeling her heart ache at how tired they looked. “I won’t be away for so long again.”

Grand Princess Yide clasped her hand, her face full of warmth. “It’s good that you’re back. This journey must have exhausted you. I had food prepared—come and eat. Afterward, wash up and go rest.”

“I’m not tired. These past few days, to avoid the Beijiang Princess, Yue Wang and I traveled quite slowly.”

Mu Yunyao was practically forced to eat, then carefully told them what she had seen on the journey. She also handed over Mu Cheng’s letter and jade pendant to Xu Yanhan.

After reading the letter, Xu Yanhan held it to her chest. Tears spilled down uncontrollably. “I knew it… I knew Mu Cheng wouldn’t lie to me…”

Mu Yunyao felt a painful tightness in her chest. “Mother, Father didn’t lie. His feelings for you were sincere.”

After crying, Xu Yanhan’s eyes were red, yet her spirit seemed far lighter than before—as if a heavy weight had finally been lifted from her heart.

Seeing this, Mu Yunyao quietly let out a breath of relief.

When Grand Princess Yide heard Mu Cheng’s background, she sighed softly. “Who would have thought Mu Cheng was a descendant of the Mu family… Fate really works in strange ways. Yanhan, since the knot in your heart has been untied, live with a lighter mind from now on. Don’t keep thinking about the past.”

Xu Yanhan nodded. “Yes. Your daughter understands.”

Grand Princess Yide looked to Mu Yunyao. “Yao’er, you said earlier you encountered the Beijiang Princess?”

“Yes. The Beijiang Princess ship collided with ours and was damaged. So Yue Wang and I let her have the ship and hurried back to the capital by carriage.” Mu Yunyao asked as she spoke, “Grandmother, have you met the Beijiang Princess already?” Then, noticing Xu Yanhan’s oddly strained expression, she grew concerned. “Did something happen?”

Xu Yanhan said, “The Beijiang Princess, Helian Liluo, arrived in the capital yesterday. At once, rumors began to spread throughout the city, saying Yue Wang took pity on her damaged ship and deliberately yielded his ship to her.”

Mu Yunyao found the phrasing unpleasant and corrected calmly, “A Beijiang envoy came to request it. Yue Wang and I, considering her status, didn’t wish to enter the capital alongside her and invite misunderstandings, so we yielded the ship.”

Xu Yanhan continued, “Not only that. Yesterday, Yu Wang was arranged to receive the princess. When she disembarked, she fainted—and fell straight into Yu Wang’s arms.”

Mu Yunyao’s eyes widened a little. “She just… fainted like that?”

“They said she wasn’t accustomed to the local climate,” Xu Yanhan replied, her expression growing even more peculiar. “Also—after she entered the palace to pay respects to His Majesty, when she was leaving, her skirt was accidentally torn… and she happened to run into Jin Wang…”

Mu Yunyao blinked, feeling as though her mind could hardly keep up. “So… did she also just ‘happen’ to run into Ling Wang?”

Xu Yanhan nodded. “Not yet. The timing was too tight. She probably hasn’t had the chance.

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~ What If She Does Something Rash? ~

Mu Yunyao’s heart trembled. She took the envelope and the jade pendant, took a deep breath, and broke the seal with care.

Standing beside her, Yue Wang read along. His eyes narrowed suddenly as he read the letter.

In the letter, Mu Cheng described his investigation into Xu Yanhan’s past. It was clear he had already uncovered crucial clues, but he died before he could confirm them.

But there was something even more important.

Mu Cheng revealed that he was born into the Mu family, once one of the Six Great Clans. He was a concubine’s son. His birth mother had been framed within the inner household and sent away to a remote estate. Later, when the great clans were purged, he and his mother narrowly escaped. When she fell gravely ill, he was taken in by the Su family and eventually arranged to remain at Su Qing’s side.

After finishing the letter, Mu Yunyao pressed her lips together.

No wonder she had always felt her father was different from other villagers—he had come from a noble family.

She lifted the jade pendant and examined it closely. It was small, carved into the shape of a qilin. Underneath, one character was carved: Cheng.

Carefully putting away both letter and pendant, she turned and bowed to Coroner Liu. “Thank you.”

“County Princess, you are too courteous. I have now fulfilled an old friend’s request. There is nothing left weighing on my heart.” With that, he turned and departed without looking back.

Mu Yunyao stood holding the letter, her face showing mixed emotions. “I truly didn’t expect Father to be a descendant of the Mu family.”

Yue Wang gently pulled her into his arms. “Yao’er, don’t dwell on it. The past can’t be changed. Living well is the best way to honor Father-in-law’s wishes.”

Mu Yunyao nodded softly. “This letter tells about Father’s background, his investigation into Mother’s past, and everything he carried in his heart over the years. Once Mother reads it, she’ll finally be able to untie the knot within her. She didn’t love the wrong man—Father never once failed her.”

Even after learning the truth about their backgrounds, Xu Yanhan still carried a shadow in her heart. She feared that even her marriage had been arranged by the Su family from the beginning. She never said it out loud, but sometimes she would fall silent, her face showing quiet sadness.

Now, with this letter, she could finally let go of that burden.

Yue Wang sighed to himself. If Yunyao had never learned about her real background, she might never have seen this letter. Mu Cheng would have kept everything to himself, suffering in silence.

“Father-in-law truly endured much,” Yue Wang said quietly. “He had to contend with the Su family, investigate Mother-in-law’s background, keep Li-shi from suspecting anything, and provide for the household. Every step was a hardship. Yao’er, when the Six Great Clans were eliminated, much of it was to stabilize the court. Not every clan was greedy for power. The Mu family once rendered great service to the Dali Dynasty. I can memorialize Imperial Father, restore the Mu ancestral shrine, and allow Father-in-law to return—”

Mu Yunyao shook her head gently.

“There’s no need. Father told me about his past so I would understand him better and never think he was just a servant of the Su family. He didn’t want me to feel ashamed for him. Now that I know, there’s nothing further to pursue. Father only wished for a peaceful life with Mother. Those big family titles mean nothing to him anymore. Let him stay quietly in Xiayan Village.”

Yue Wang paused, then nodded. “Very well.”


After having dinner at Yang-shi’s home and thanking her, the two left by carriage.

With no burdens left upon her heart and her father’s keepsake secured, Mu Yunyao felt a strong urge to go home as the year’s end approached. They didn’t stay long. Once they reached Yancheng, they got on a ship to the capital right away.

On their way back, news kept coming one after another.

After Noble Consort Li, birth mother of the Eldest Prince, was demoted to a mere concubine, she refused to accept her fall. She sought to regain the Emperor’s favor while simultaneously retaliating against those who had helped bring her down. Having survived for years in the inner palace, she held countless secrets. Soon, the harem descended into chaos—today one concubine exposed, tomorrow another disgraced.

The Emperor was furious and dispatched the Shadow Guards to conduct a thorough investigation. The records they gathered filled volumes almost two chi thick. Aside from Noble Consort Qi, who appeared comparatively clean, almost every high-ranking concubine had used underhanded tricks.

When the Emperor read the reports, he was so angry that he almost fell ill again. Fortunately, Mu Yunyao had left sufficient Spirit-Nourishing Pills behind, so nothing serious happened.

He severely reprimanded the harem and suppressed many factions. Only then did the inner palace become somewhat peaceful again.

When the Li family saw that Noble Consort Li had no chance of getting her old position back, they sent more beauties to the palace in a final attempt. But the Emperor wasn’t interested and sent them straight to Liuli Palace to keep Concubine Li company. The Li family’s actions caused a stir at court, and many people mocked them for running out of ideas.

Meanwhile, the Beijiang envoys became impatient. They pushed for a marriage alliance with the Dali Dynasty. When the Emperor kept delaying, they announced that the Beijiang Princess was already on her way and urged His Majesty to select a suitable prince without further hesitation.

Mu Yunyao finished reading and handed the report to Yue Wang, a faint smile playing in her eyes.

“Fourth Master, who do you think this Beijiang Princess will ultimately choose?”

“Why has Yao’er suddenly taken an interest?”

“I counted carefully. The Imperial Father has only four adult sons. Ling Wang and Yu Wang are already married. That leaves only you and Jin Wang—and Jin Wang’s ability to walk is still uncertain. Beijiang would not send a princess without a motive. The Third Prince, once confined, is hardly a viable choice. So…”

Seeing her narrow her eyes at him, Yue Wang couldn’t help but laugh.

“I am an unfavored prince. I have no support at court. I’ve left the fight for the throne and no longer attend morning court. I devote myself to accompanying my future consort. The Beijiang Princess wouldn’t be so… reckless.”

Mu Yunyao snorted lightly and cast him a sidelong glance. “That may not be so. What if she truly does something rash?”

“She is most likely aiming for Second Imperial Brother.”

“And you are so certain?”

“The Li family already has connections with the Beijiang Imperial family. Another marriage wouldn’t help much. At present, besides Ling Wang, the Second Imperial Brother has the most influence at court. Whether the alliance is real or just a way to get a foothold in the Dali Dynasty, choosing him is the best choice.”

Mu Yunyao frowned slightly. “If Beijiang truly chooses Yu Wang, Yu Wangfei will have a hard time.”

Yu Wang and his consort shared genuine affection. To suddenly introduce a Beijiang Princess—one they could not easily touch—would be infuriating and suffocating.

Yue Wang’s voice became calm and distant.

“Second Imperial Sister-in-law should have prepared herself long ago.” People saw only the splendor of the imperial family. They did not see what imperial women were required to endure. The battles of the inner household carried no smoke of war, yet their cruelty was no less than the battlefield.

Chi (尺 - chǐ): A traditional Chinese unit of length, with one chi equaling approximately 0.333 meters.

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