Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife Chapter 602

~ COLD-FACED CLINGY PERSON ~

Mu Yunyao flashed a radiant smile, leaning into Yue Wang’s embrace, with Yue Wang’s strength supporting her. “Fourth Master, a human life spans but a mere few decades. Living joyfully is what truly matters. No matter what decision you ultimately make, I will walk beside you.”

Yue Wang held her close, the confusion and loss in his eyes gradually fading. “Yaoyao, I didn’t sleep at all last night. I thought long and hard. I never had much ambition. My efforts to build power were only to gain the means to uncover the true cause of my mother’s death. Now, even that obsession has vanished. It feels as if a pillar has been torn from my heart, leaving me hollow and empty.” Fortunately, I still have you, Yao’er. Will you become the new pillar in my heart?”

Having lived in the Cold Palace since childhood, he developed an extremely solitary nature and grew accustomed to the fickleness of human relationships. Were it not for the diligent efforts of Grand Princess Yi De to correct him, he likely would have become an outcast in the eyes of others long ago. Later, he learned to wear masks, knowing when to display which emotions. Yet to him, those so-called feelings all wore the same cold, hollow mask. He cared little for whether he felt them or not, for it made no difference.

It wasn’t until he fell for Mu Yunyao that his heart gradually became occupied by another. His thoughts began to stir because of her, and his eyes slowly took on a different hue. Only then did he understand how profoundly essential emotions could be to a person.

Mu Yunyao gazed into Yue Wang’s eyes, her thoughts churning. His gaze was too intense and solemn, making her suddenly realize that the “pillar” he spoke of wasn’t just empty words—he truly intended to make her his reason for living, his driving force.

“Fourth Master, don’t you feel constrained by tying your life to another?”

Seeing the complexity in Mu Yunyao’s gaze, Yue Wang knew she understood his meaning, and his heart swelled with joy: “If it’s you, everything is worth it.”

Mu Yunyao suddenly broke into a smile, brighter and more radiant than ever before. “Very well, then let me be the pillar in Your Royal Highness’s heart. I can protect myself and won’t be easily driven away by persecution. I also possess considerable wealth, allowing me to accompany Your Highness in pursuing whatever you desire. Most importantly, I cherish Your Royal Highness and wish to spend my life with you.”

Yue Wang blinked, struggling to suppress the bitter ache in his heart, yet his eyes still welled up. “Yao’er, am I the most important person to you?”

“If I had to rank them, Mother and Grandmother would come first. You’d probably be second.”

Yue Wang felt a pang of hurt, but the thought of Lady Huiyi and Grand Princess Yi De made him sigh in resignation. He honestly couldn’t compete with those two. Second place was second place—it was still the most important position, after all. Even so, he couldn’t shake the lingering sense of dissatisfaction. He pulled Mu Yunyao into his arms and rubbed her cheek firmly.

“Yao’er, you hold the most important place in my heart. No one can compare.”

Mu Yunyao curved her lips. “Mm.”

Yue Wang held her tightly, feeling the soft, fragrant warmth against him, and couldn’t help but pull her closer. “Yao’er, what are your plans from here on?”

“Fourth Master should see clearly now. The Li family’s schemes target not only Yu Wang, but also include my maternal grandmother and us. Their ambitions run deep—they seek to place Ling Wang on the throne while eliminating the Grand Princess, whose influence over the Dalì Dynasty is too great to tolerate. Thus, our paths with the Li family can never coexist.”

Yue Wang lowered his gaze, concealing the icy murderous intent in his eyes. “Very well. I know what must be done.”

After accompanying Yue Wang through breakfast, Mu Yunyao gathered the food boxes and prepared to depart.

“Your Royal Highness will be leaving the Palace shortly. Once outside, please remember to visit Ni Yun Fang to check on the progress of our wedding attire.”

“Very well.”

“Then, Your Royal Highness, I shall take my leave?”

“Mhm.”

Mu Yunyao turned back, looking at Yue Wang with a helpless expression. “Didn’t Your Royal Highness just agree? Why won’t you let go?”

Yue Wang, who had been holding her sleeve, now took her wrist into his palm and stroked it tenderly. “Yao’er, I’ll speak with Imperial Father shortly. I still feel rather low and need to stay in the Palace a few more days to recover.”

Mu Yunyao couldn’t help but laugh aloud. “Very well, then. Your Royal Highness may wallow in your sorrow.”

Fourth Master still didn’t let go. “I want to eat qiaomo buns. They must be shaped like rabbits—with long ears, bright red eyes, and steamed until plump and white.”

Mu Yunyao smiled at him. “Is there anything else Your Royal Highness desires?”


Yue Wang pulled her into his embrace and gently rubbed her. “I haven’t decided on dinner yet. After you accompany me through the afternoon snacks, I should have settled on something. Don’t worry, Yao’er.”

Mu Yunyao could only force a wry smile. “Then take your time deciding.”

Yue Wang helped adjust Mu Yunyao’s sleeves and skirt hem before reluctantly letting her go. “Remember to come by at noon, Yao’er.”

“Understood.”

On the way back to the Yuhua Palace, the smile never left Mu Yunyao’s lips.

Jin Lan smiled and remarked beside her, “Miss seems to be in an excellent mood today.”

Mu Yunyao’s smile deepened. “Indeed. I’ll have the kitchen prepared—I’ll personally make the pastries for lunch.”

“Then this servant dares to ask for some, hoping to indulge my palate.”

“Of course. You won’t be left out.”

“This servant thanks you, Miss.”

After Mu Yunyao departed, Yue Wang remained silent for a long while before instructing Yu Heng to fetch food from the kitchen.

“Your Royal Highness, did you not just finish the breakfast the Princess sent?” Could it be he hadn’t eaten enough?

“Who says? I didn’t eat what the Princess sent, and I won’t eat what you bring either.”

Yu Heng’s mind raced, then suddenly understood: “Your Royal Highness, are you planning another hunger strike?”

“Yes, a hunger strike.”

Over the next two days, Mu Yunyao delivered meals and pastries to Yue Wang three times daily without fail, while Yu Heng fetched food from the kitchen at the exact times each day. Mu Yunyao used food boxes whose contents were unknown. Yu Heng, however, brought back exactly what he had taken. Within two days, rumors of Yue Wang’s hunger strike spread throughout the Palace once more.

The Emperor already harbored feelings of guilt. Seeing Yue Wang in this state only deepened his concern. He couldn’t help but summon him: “Fourth Prince, I hear you haven’t been eating properly these past few days?”

Yue Wang’s voice was low and heavy: “Imperial Father, my heart is heavy. When it is heavy, I cannot eat anything.”

The Emperor sighed: “You... are you still thinking about your Imperial Mother?”

“Yes and no.” Yue Wang looked up at the Emperor. “Imperial Father, after the banquet, you told me that Imperial Mother was the best mother in the world, the only wife in your heart. I thought about it for a long time after hearing that. In the Cold Palace, countless times, resentment welled up within me. I resented Imperial Mother for leaving me so early, resented Your Majesty’s indifference for leaving me in the harem for years without a care. But later, every time I saw Your Majesty, I realized that beneath Your coldness lay a quiet concern for me. It was I who was unfilial, misunderstanding Your Majesty all along.”

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~ AT LEAST YOU STILL HAVE A GOOD WIFE ~

Upon hearing Ling Wang’s objection, the officials in the grand hall fell silent. The succession of the Crown Prince was a matter of national importance, one that could not be treated lightly. Yet the Emperor's demeanor moments ago seemed resolute, leaving the assembly uneasy. After all, the incident involving Yue Wang and Grand Princess Yi De at last night’s banquet had only just occurred. For the Emperor to rush to designate an heir today carried an air of unusual urgency.

Was this an attempt to intimidate the Li family, signaling the Emperor's displeasure with both Ling Wang and the Li family? Or did the Emperor genuinely favor Yu Wang, intending him to inherit the throne?

Ling Wang’s eyes flashed crimson with fury. He strode forward and knelt abruptly: “Imperial Father, the position of Crown Prince carries immense weight. It should be entrusted to the most virtuous and capable. Though my Second Imperial Brother excels in battle, his prowess is confined to the battlefield. He may be a great commander and a valiant general, but he is hardly suited to be Crown Prince. I implore Your Majesty to reconsider.”

Officials supporting Ling Wang knelt in unison, pleading: “Your Majesty, please reconsider.”

The Emperor regarded Ling Wang coldly: “Since you deem Yu Wang unfit, who do you propose as a suitable Crown Prince?”

“Imperial Father, the position of Crown Prince carries immense weight. It should be deliberated upon by all court ministers, who should collectively propose candidates for your final decision.” Ling Wang was tempted to propose himself directly, disregarding familial ties, but that would appear overly self-serving. To demonstrate impartiality, having the officials propose a candidate was most appropriate.

Yu Wang stepped forward: ”Imperial Father, I know I have many shortcomings and am not currently the most suitable candidate for Crown Prince. But I am willing to strive for improvement, uphold your governance principles, and lead the Dali Dynasty to greater prosperity and glory.”

“Second Imperial Brother, governing a nation is not merely a matter of words. It demands intellect, wisdom, strategy, and courage. More crucially, it requires discernment—knowing what actions to take and what to avoid—along with formidable backing. Not one of these qualities can be lacking. Second Imperial Brother, I know the Crown Prince’s position is tempting, but you must not let greed blind you to the welfare of the people of the Dali Dynasty. Remember: a corrupt general can destroy an army, but a blind ruler can destroy a nation!”

Yu Wang looked at Ling Wang. Their gazes met in midair, and for a moment, it felt as though thunder had flashed. An aura of overwhelming power emanated from both men. After a long moment, Yu Wang was the first to look away. “Imperial Father, I believe Eldest Imperial Brother speaks wisely. Perhaps we should wait a while longer and invite the officials to nominate suitable candidates for the Crown Prince position.”

The Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, a glint of light flashing within them. “Very well. Since you are so eager, let the New Year be the deadline. Once the Crown Prince is decided, I can enjoy the holiday in peace.“

”Yes, Your Majesty.” Though reluctant, Ling Wang accepted this as the best solution. However, when it came to influence over the court ministers, Yu Wang was no match for him. Over the coming days, as long as he maintained his connections, securing the endorsement of over half the ministers would be as easy as taking candy from a baby.

News swiftly reached the inner Palace. Mu Yunyao set the food box on the table, propping her forehead with one hand as she waited for Yue Wang’s return. Having slept poorly the night before, the Palace's stillness now made drowsiness steadily creep over her.

A quarter of an hour later, Yue Wang entered the chamber with a calm expression. Spotting the figure by the table, he abruptly halted.

Mu Yunyao’s hand rested on her cheek, butterfly-like eyelids softly lowered. Sunlight spilled down, seeming to diffuse into a rainbow of hues. A faint blush graced her delicate cheeks, rendered almost translucent in the light, tempting one to reach out and touch her.

Yue Wang softened his steps, slowly approaching to sit beside Mu Yunyao. He gently cupped her forehead, guiding her to rest her head against his shoulder.

Mu Yunyao stirred, drowsy. “Fourth Master?”

“Why did you come so early?”

“I prepared breakfast. I thought you might not have eaten before court, so I brought some over.”

“Yao’er, if I achieve nothing in life, would you regret being with me?”

Mu Yunyao blinked, counting on her fingers: “I remember when we first met, Your Royal Highness was gravely wounded, looking utterly wretched—no different from a vagrant. Yet I still kindly helped you. When we met again, you actually held a sword to my throat. Yet I still didn’t hold it against you. I even gave you a third of Ni Yun Fang’s profits—nearly thirty thousand taels of silver in total. That must have helped the Fourth Master through some severe hardship, right?“

”Yes, those thirty thousand taels were a tremendous help.”

Mu Yunyao nodded and pressed her second finger. “Later, learning how harsh and cold Western Guangdong was, where many couldn’t even eat their fill, I had Manager Qin arrange for ginger tea shipments there. That cost me a fortune, yet I never asked you to reimburse me.”

“Without that ginger tea shipment, countless people would have starved to death that winter in Western Guangdong.” He had been striving to develop the region, but even the most skilled cook cannot work miracles without ingredients. Western Guangdong’s foundations were too weak, and with him secretly building his own power base, the silver he earned couldn’t keep pace with the expenditures.

Mu Yunyao pressed her finger down further: “See? Then there was the salt tax case. I helped you rake in a fortune from that. Add in the profits from Bu Xian Lou, plus the silver I lent you later—I’d need more than ten fingers to count it all.”

Yue Wang gazed at her clenched fists, then gently cupped them in his own palm. “Hearing you speak like this, Yao’er, it feels as though I’ve been utterly useless from the start.”

Mu Yunyao shook her head, her eyes sincere as she looked at Yue Wang. Fourth Master endured the harsh cold of Western Guangdong for all these years without complaint, preserving his pure and innocent heart. He sought opportunities to build his own strength, and later, he helped me time and again. I remember it all. Without the Fourth Master, Ni Yun Fang and Bu Xian Lou wouldn’t have prospered so smoothly. In truth, I owe everything I am today to Fourth Master.”

Her gaze was clear and pure, radiating such trust and warmth that it could melt even the hardest ice.

Yue Wang felt his heart burn: “Yao’er, I care not for others’ opinions. I only refuse to disappoint you.”

“Fourth Master has never disappointed me. I listed those things earlier only to show you my capabilities. If you, Fourth Master, can’t even become a prince in the future, you can always rely on me to support you. In just these past few months, Ni Yun Fang has earned enough silver to last us over a decade. There’s absolutely no need to worry.“

Yue Wang couldn’t help but laugh aloud: ”Fine. If I end up accomplishing nothing in the future, I’ll come rely on you for support.”


“Hmm, but Your Royal Highness needn’t worry too much. You won’t amount to anything. At the very least, when others speak of you, they'll say you have good taste—that you found yourself a goodwife..”

Yue Wang couldn’t help but laugh aloud, lowering his head to kiss her forehead lightly. “Indeed. All the luck I had in this life was spent finding a wife.”

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Incurable Chapter 55 Part 2

Before heading to the Mei residence, Liu Qianxiu received a call from Mei Yaozhi. The original plan was for the newlyweds to discuss the engagement banquet and wedding arrangements. Still, an unexpected turn of events occurred that afternoon: several of Grandma Mei’s classmates had arrived in the country with their families. Consequently, the Mei residence was now hosting this group of guests.

“Do you want to come over?” Mei Yaozhi asked. The sound of children’s voices could be heard in the background.

Liu Qianxiu glanced at Mu Wan. Blinking her eyes, she whispered, “Tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow,” Liu Qianxiu said.

“Alright,” Mei Yaozhi replied. “I'll let Grandma know. She was worried Mu Wan might feel uncomfortable with the house being so chaotic right now.”

With that, Mei Yaozhi and Liu Qianxiu ended the call.

After hanging up, Liu Qianxiu steered the wheel and asked, “What do you feel like eating?”

As they prepared to head home, Mu Wan began pondering what dishes to make. Once she decided, they stopped by the supermarket.

Back home, Liu Qianxiu went to the kitchen while Mu Wan fed the cats in the cat room. The three kittens were growing bigger by the day, especially Datou, who already carried some of an adult cat’s demeanor despite not yet being three months old.

The house was quiet, filled only with the cats’ meows and the sound of running water from the kitchen. Sitting cross-legged, Mu Wan reflected: she and Liu Qianxiu really were already living as husband and wife.

They ate together, slept together, and now she carried his child. Even without an engagement banquet or wedding ceremony, once they had obtained their marriage certificate, they were husband and wife.

Mu Wan felt happy, joyful, and content. She stood up from the floor and walked toward the kitchen. Inside, the man stood at the sink, his back turned to her.

His silhouette was tall and straight, slightly lean. When alone, he carried an air of solitary coolness and detached simplicity, showing no trace of being someone’s husband.

Mu Wan approached and embraced him from behind. His hands were still washing celery. Startled by the embrace, he paused and glanced back at her.

“What is it?” He turned on the faucet and rinsed his fingers clean.

Mu Wan met his gaze and gave a small smile. Her warm breath washed over his back through his shirt, making his throat move slightly.

He turned off the faucet, the rushing water ceasing. From behind came a soft, kitten-like purr.

“Husband~” she called softly.

Her voice was neither loud nor soft, the rising inflection at the end like a triumphant cat’s tail, brushing against the tip of his heart. His heart stirred. He lifted his gaze to the window, his eyes churning with emotion.

After a moment, he turned back, cupping the waist of the woman pressed against him. She seemed slightly embarrassed, her cheeks flushed, her earlobes crimson, her lips also red, yet curved in a smile.

He gazed into her watery eyes, his voice slightly deepened as he tilted his head downward and asked, “What did you just call me?”

Mu Wan licked her lower lip and tilted her head back to look at him. Her body was fully pressed against him, his arms holding her firmly in place. Her face felt hot, but she didn’t back down. “I just called you ‘husband’~.”

After saying that, her face burned even hotter. Mu Wan blinked, looking uncertainly at Liu Qianxiu and asked, “Is it not as nice as Liu Qianxiu?”

She lifted her eyes, staring intently at him, waiting for his answer, her heart both shy and anxious. After a moment, the man actually smiled.

His smile carried a sweeping power, like spring blossoms bursting forth in the fields as ice and snow melted. That smile swept away Mu Wan, her cheeks flushing even redder.

As her cheeks flushed, he leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips. His fingers, still slightly damp, brushed against her cheek—cool and comforting.

“You sound beautiful no matter what you call me.”

Mu Wan’s heart felt like it had been dipped in sugar, sweetness making her eyes narrow in delight. Mu Wan laughed, wrapping her arms around him and burying her face in his chest, her voice barely audible.
“Would my moans be just as sweet in bed?”

Her voice was like burning sandalwood incense, its tendrils coiling around you, tempting you. After she finished speaking, Mu Wan distinctly felt Liu Qianxiu’s heartbeat quicken.

“Hahaha!” She acted decisively, teasing him before making her escape. But before she could leave, her hand was seized by Liu Qianxiu. The disparity in their physical strength was vast, like comparing apples to oranges. She was like a kitten that had bitten its owner, dragged back by the tail with no chance to resist.

Muwan let out two “Ah!” cries as the man bit her ear. Soft lips, gently clenched teeth, his breath, and his deep, hoarse voice all flooded into her body at once.

“Tonight, I'll listen carefully,” he said.

Fireworks exploded in Muwan’s mind.

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The lobby’s air conditioning helped blow away some of the morning’s heat. Holding a pen, Mu Wan watched Liu Qianxiu sign the documents beside her. Noticing her gaze, Liu Qianxiu glanced over and asked, “What is it?”

“Nothing,” Mu Wan replied with a smile. Snapping back to reality, she signed her name as well.

Liu Qianxiu led Mu Wan to collect their marriage certificate. Mu Wan, utterly unprepared for this moment, still felt a bit dazed even after the official handed it over. She turned the certificate over in her hands and glanced at the photo of the two of them, then looked up at Liu Qianxiu for reassurance.

He was driving, the top two buttons of his white shirt undone, his dark eyes fixed on the road ahead. Morning sunlight streamed through the windshield, illuminating the steering wheel and the long, slender fingers gripping it.

At a red light, Liu Qianxiu stopped the car and turned to look at her. Mu Wan was still watching him, her puppy-like eyes unusually bright. He pursed his lips slightly and reached out to ruffle her fluffy curls. The moment his fingers touched her hair, Mu Wan laughed.

Snapping to awareness, Mu Wan glanced down at the marriage certificate in her hands and murmured to Liu Qianxiu, “I thought you were a foreign national.”

Liu Qianxiu had grown up in Austria with his grandfather, returning to China only recently. Mu Wan had always assumed he held foreign citizenship, so now, with the marriage certificate in hand, it all felt strangely unreal.

Neither an engagement banquet nor a wedding ceremony had taken place. Legally, though, they were now one. Mu Wan cherished this feeling. She was overjoyed, her eyes sparkling with excitement, as if she had just been awakened.

The traffic light turned green. Liu Qianxiu paused briefly by her earlobe, giving it a gentle pinch before driving forward.

“No, none of the heads of the Liu family holds foreign citizenship.”

Such prominent families placed great emphasis on returning to their roots. Even with numerous nationality options available, they would never choose to emigrate. Moreover, the four major families of Xiacheng were all ancient lineages stretching back generations, their histories traceable to distant dynasties, making this principle even more deeply ingrained.

Perhaps because of this explanation, probably because time had passed, Mu Wan’s sense of their marriage grew increasingly real.

That afternoon, with no filming schedule, Mu Wan rested until three, then headed to the hospital for her prenatal checkup. She planned to meet Liu Qianxiu there before visiting the Mei family.

After freshening up, Mu Wan called Uncle Li for a ride to the hospital. Instead of calling Liu Qianxiu, she went straight to his office.

Liu Qianxiu wasn’t alone in the office. Besides him, there were two doctors—a man she didn’t recognize and a woman she knew, Xiao Yun.

Mu Wan stood outside the door, peering through the glass. She knocked, and the people inside looked up. Liu Qianxiu spotted her first. After muttering an apology, he walked over and opened the door for her.

“Wake up?” Liu Qianxiu asked, looking at her.

“Mhm.” Mu Wan responded, glancing around the office and asking, “Are you busy?”

“Almost done.” Liu Qianxiu said, then pulled Mu Wan in. “Come in and wait a moment.”

Mu Wan didn’t hesitate, following Liu Qianxiu inside. She nodded greetings to the two doctors before Liu Qianxiu guided her to sit on the hospital bed.

Just before drawing the curtain around the hospital bed, Liu Qianxiu remembered something. He picked up a box of strawberry milk, inserted the straw, and handed it to Mu Wan.

The male doctor’s eyes held a hint of surprise, and Xiao Yun’s brows furrowed slightly as they observed the couple. Mu Wan accepted the milk, smiled, placed the straw in her mouth, and began to drink.

She sat there, listening to their discussion of surgical cases, still unable to understand a word. She sat there sipping her strawberry milk. The fruity aroma danced on her tongue, and she felt no boredom. After Liu Qianxiu discussed matters with them for a while, he would glance at her, and Mu Wan would return his gaze with a smile.

By the time the case discussion concluded, half an hour had passed. The male doctor, sensing the moment, excused himself early. Xiao Yun remained standing, organizing the files.

“Shall we head to the OB-GYN department now?” Mu Wan watched her methodically tidy up, then approached Liu Qianxiu to ask.

The moment she spoke, Xiao Yun paused her movements and lifted her gaze.

“Yes,” Liu Qianxiu said, taking her hand.

“Did you contact the doctor?” Xiao Yun asked, cradling the files. The couple looked at her. Xiao Yun smiled and said, “I have a mentor in the OB/GYN department.”

“Dr. Chen?” Liu Qianxiu asked.

Dr. Chen was the most senior obstetrician-gynecologist in the department.

Xiao Yun paused, then nodded. “Yes.”

“I’ve already contacted him,” Liu Qianxiu stated.

“Oh.” Xiao Yun nodded, smiled briefly, then said nothing more as she turned and walked out the door.

“She’s a surgeon—why does she have an OB/GYN mentor?” Mu Wan followed Liu Qianxiu out, asking as they walked.

Liu Qianxiu glanced up at Mu Wan and replied, “I don’t know.”

He didn’t know many doctors at the hospital, and even fewer with whom he had interactions. His connection to Dr. Chen stemmed from Xu Xingkong’s pregnancy last time.

At the hospital, Liu Qianxiu was a focal point. Unaware and indifferent, he drew attention nonetheless. Mu Wan almost forgot his personality. Remembering, she smiled, hooked her arm through his, and, cheerful, followed him along.

At Dr. Chen’s office, Mu Wan underwent her examination. Afterward, Dr. Chen entered her information into the system.

Dr. Chen was a kind-hearted older man who recognized Liu Qianxiu. After all, young doctors, nurses, and even patients of childbearing age in the hospital frequently discussed him. Even though he already had a girlfriend, some still secretly hoped they would break up.

Not only had they not broken up, but he was now bringing his girlfriend to prenatal checkups.

Dr. Chen asked a few questions and assisted Mu Wan with the examination. Instead, the young nurses following behind began gossiping outside, chattering away.

“How did she get pregnant? Dr. Liu isn’t married yet, is he?”

“Of course not. Otherwise, there would be some buzz about it in the surgery department.”

“So it’s an unplanned pregnancy.” The young nurse clicked her tongue twice, her tone carrying an unspoken implication.

Mu Wan listened quietly. After her appointment, she went to the nurses’ station to complete her records. The same young nurses approached her then to input her information.

When the nurse inquired about marital status, Mu Wan called out Liu Qianxiu’s name. Liu Qianxiu had just brought her report over and approached the nursing station, where several nurses were watching him.

“What is it?” he asked.

“They’re asking about my marital status,” Mu Wan replied with a smile.

Liu Qianxiu gazed at her, reaching up to brush her hair. The tenderness in his expression vanished in an instant as he turned back to the nurses at the station.

“Married. She is my lawful wife.”

By the time Liu Qianxiu finished his shift, news of his marriage had spread throughout the hospital, sending the entire place into an uproar. First, everyone marveled that Master Liu, known for his long-standing celibacy, had moved so swiftly, falling in love and marrying almost immediately. Second, his admirers completely abandoned any hope that he would break up with her. After all, he was married, and his wife was pregnant. This wasn’t just a simple breakup between young lovers.

The hospital buzzed with gossip, though the couple themselves remained largely unaffected.

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~ I’LL ACCOMPANY YOU TO SEE THE SPRING WARMTH AND BLOOMING FLOWERS ~

Mu Yunyao hesitated, then said, “Fourth Master, the Emperor said you are his child.”

“Indeed. The Emperor's word is law. If he says so, so it is.” Yue Wang released Mu Yunyao, lifted his wine, and drained it.

Mu Yunyao sighed inwardly and reached for the wine jug to refill his cup.

Yue Wang covered the cup. “It's late, Yao'er. I'll walk you to Yuhua Palace.”

“Your Royal Highness?” Mu Yunyao looked at him with concern.

Yue Wang shook his head, his aura growing icy as if he’d made a firm decision. “Don’t worry. I’m fine.”

Autumn had arrived, and the air was growing cooler. As they stepped out of the Palace, they saw the bright moonlight spilling down like water. The evening breeze brought a chill that made them feel alert.

Yue Wang accompanied Mu Yunyao toward the inner Palace quarters. Spotting Jinlan and Jinqiao waiting by the inner gate, he halted. “Yao’er, you should return to your quarters and rest.”

Mu Yunyao nodded. “Your Royal Highness... are you... all right?”

“Yes, I’m fine. Let’s go.”

Mu Yunyao turned to leave, paused, and glanced back. “Will you still investigate the Empress’s case?”

The Fourth Master clenched his jaw, his eyes rippling with emotion, before the waves gradually subsided. “No,” he said.

Back at Baohua Temple, Grand Princess Yi De had asked him: Knowing the truth was cruel, and perhaps detrimental to him, would he still investigate? He had answered with unwavering certainty that he would, because he wanted to clear his mother’s name, to restore her rightful glory. But now, seeing the pain in his father’s eyes, witnessing the deep, uncontrollable emotion that surfaced whenever he spoke of his mother, he suddenly felt the truth no longer mattered.

The anguish in his Imperial Father’s eyes was undeniable, and his words were heartfelt. If the Late Empress truly loved him and was willing to sacrifice everything for him, exposing the past would surely not be her wish.

He also did not want to hurt his father for the Late Empress’s sake. His Imperial Father’s health was fragile; who knew...

Mu Yunyao returned, clasping Yue Wang’s hand tightly. “Fourth Master, His Majesty told Grandmother that he wishes to accompany her to the South Sea. Once all matters in the Capital are settled, we shall journey there with them. I’ve never seen the South Sea either. They say it’s vast, with sparkling pearls scattered everywhere. We could live by the shore, plant flowers all around us, and greet each morning with their fragrance. When we’ve had our fill of the coast, we’ll journey to Western Guangdong. It’s transformed beyond recognition now—the Emperor and Grandmother will be utterly astonished.”

Yue Wang suppressed the complex emotions churning within him and gave a slight nod. “Very well. We shall go together.”

Mu Yunyao beamed, her steps light as she headed toward the inner Palace. Passing through the Palace gates, she turned and waved to Yue Wang. Her radiant smile, illuminated by the moonlight, grew even more beautiful and luminous.

Yue Wang felt as if something gentle had touched his heart, gradually warming it. Relief began to stir within him, dissolving the bitter cold as hope gently took its place.

After bidding farewell, Mu Yunyao made her way back to Yuhua Palace. There, she saw the candles extinguished in the Princess’s chambers and tiptoed back to her own room.

After she closed her door, Qu Mama in the main hall quietly reported to Grand Princess Yi De: “Your Royal Highness, the Princess has returned.”

From behind the curtains, the Grand Princess Yi De exhaled softly. “Hmm. In the coming days, find a suitable moment to expose Imperial Concubine Li’s scheme of administering false pregnancy herbs to Su Yuyi. Additionally, regarding the Internal Affairs Department, have someone assist Imperial Concubine Qi in swiftly organizing those ledgers.”

“Yes, Your Royal Highness. Please retire early.”

Grand Princess Yi De lay on her bed, faintly discerning the moonlight beyond the window. She sighed heavily and murmured, “All these years... have I made a mistake?”

Standing by the window, Qu Mama paused slightly at the words before smiling. “Why bring this up now, Your Royal Highness? You must be truly upset.”

“After I helped His Majesty ascend the throne, I willingly relinquished my power. Yet in truth, my hidden influence remains considerable. The Emperor is wise—he must have seen through it.”

“Your Royal Highness wields power, yet you’ve never abused it. The Emperor knows you possess the utmost discretion.”

“I bear responsibility for Empress Wei Rou’s fate.”

“The Empress forced herself to this end. Her love for the Emperor was too intense—excessive wisdom shortens life, deep affection shortens longevity. This has nothing to do with the Princess.”

“There’s no need to console me. Without Wei Rou’s sacrifice, the Emperor and I wouldn’t have successfully purged the Six Great Clans. It’s just unfortunate that Junyue must never learn of these matters.”

Qu Mama hesitated before speaking: “If Your Royal Highness finds this burden too heavy, perhaps you should confide in His Royal Highness Yue Wang. Though the Fourth Master appears aloof, his heart is kind. There is no harm in telling him...”

“No. Even if it must be said, it should come from His Majesty himself. I cannot intervene rashly.

His Majesty’s health is already failing. I wish for him to release all his burdens before the end. The events of that year weighed upon him for the rest of his life; they should not remain his eternal burden.”

Nanny Qu lowered her head, falling silent.

After a long pause, Grand Princess Yi De sighed and said, “You may retire now. At your age, keeping vigil any longer would be too taxing.”

Qu Mama smiled gently. “In my youth, I always enjoyed keeping vigil for Your Royal Highness. Now, the thought of resting peacefully each night troubles me. Please allow me to stay and watch over you tonight. I beg you not to send me away.”

“Then have a soft mattress brought for you.”

“Yes, thank you, Your Royal Highness.”

As dawn broke, Mu Yunyao quietly rose to prepare breakfast. The scent of warm porridge accompanied her steps as she made her way to the main hall. When she arrived, she saw Grand Princess Yi De looking reasonably well, and a wave of relief washed over her. Smiling, she offered, “Grandmother, try my cooking.”

“I caught the aroma from afar. Yao’er’s skills are nearly matching your mother’s.”

“Then I’ll cook for you and Mother every day from now on.”

“Even if I wanted to agree, I’m afraid I couldn’t keep you here for long. Seeing you about to marry and become another’s Princess Consort, my heart aches with reluctance.”

Mu Yunyao’s cheeks flushed slightly, her eyes sparkling brightly. “Once I’m married, I’ll invite Grandmother and Mother to live at the Prince’s mansion. I can still cook for you both every day.”

“Well now, you’ll probably eat Junyue out of house and home in no time.”

Mu Yunyao patted her chest proudly. “No worries—I’ll earn silver myself.”

Grand Princess Yi De smiled warmly. “Then Junyue has truly struck gold.”

The morning meal unfolded in a cozy atmosphere. Everyone deliberately set aside last night’s Palace banquet incident, refusing to mention it again.

In the Imperial Court, Ling Wang stood frozen in place, scarcely believing his ears. “Imperial Father, you... You intend to name Second Imperial Brother as Crown Prince?”

The Emperor gave a cold nod. “Indeed. Junyu possesses a steady temperament and acts in ways that deeply satisfy this Emperor. Naming him Crown Prince is truly the will of the people.”

“Imperial Father, Your Son objects!”

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~ THE SUPPRESSED TRUTH ~

Ling Wang’s expression darkened. “What do you mean by that?”

“I recall Eldest Imperial Brother isn’t particularly skilled in martial arts, is he? Yet just now, I saw you subdue that crimson-clad assassin in one swift move, then pin him beneath your foot. The sheer force of it was astonishing—hardly the work of someone unversed in combat.”

“I was worried about Imperial Father. Protecting his safety filled me with boundless courage. What’s wrong with that?”

“But from my observation, that crimson-clad assassin possessed exceptional swordsmanship and extraordinary lightness skills. You...”

Before Yue Wang could finish speaking, both the crimson-clad assassin on the ground and Luo Kong bit their own tongues to commit suicide, blood spilling from their mouths as they convulsed and fell still.

Though Ling Wang felt a pang of regret at the deaths, his tense nerves relaxed. With the assassins now dead and no witnesses remaining, Yue Wang could do nothing further.

A heavy silence hung over the hall. Only after a long moment did the Emperor speak: “A splendid banquet, ruined by this farce. Guards! Drag these corpses to the common graveyard. Those with blackened hearts deserve no peaceful rest. Let them be devoured by wild wolves and dogs.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Commander of the Imperial Guards, starting today, thoroughly investigate the guards and the palace grounds. This is my home—it must be peaceful and orderly, not filled with such chaos. As for Imperial Concubine Zhen, take her away. I wish to see her no more.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Imperial Concubine Zhen’s face was ashen. She lowered her head, silent, allowing her guards to lead her away.

Mu Yunyao frowned inwardly, sensing that such an easy surrender was unlike Imperial Concubine Zhen’s usual demeanor.

As the civil and military officials gradually dispersed, the Emperor propped his forehead with one hand, glancing at Ling Wang and Yu Wang before waving them away. “You may withdraw as well. I have matters to discuss privately with Junyue.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Ling Wang reluctantly complied, though unwillingly, and withdrew with a sullen expression. Once outside the hall, he turned to Yu Wang, whose face remained impassive, a cold smile flickering at the corner of his lips. “Second Imperial Brother, how do you find the accommodations at Liyang Palace?”

Yu Wang’s lips curved into a satisfied smile, his expression one of triumph. “Liyang Palace is the Crown Prince’s residence. Its provisions and furnishings are second only to the Imperial Father’s own quarters. Naturally, it’s exceedingly comfortable. Eldest Imperial Brother, why didn’t you think this through before acting today? What kind of man is Imperial Father? He’s one of the rare enlightened rulers, no less than the founding emperor of our Da Li Dynasty. Is he someone who can be swayed so easily?”

Ling Wang’s expression darkened. With no one else present, he felt no need to feign calm: “Second Imperial Brother, don’t gloat. Before long, I’ll have you moving out of Liyang Palace.”

Yu Wang’s smile broadened. “Eldest Imperial Brother, when did you develop this habit of making empty threats? In the past, I might have been uncertain, but things are different now. You’ve offended the Imperial Aunt and touched the Emperor’s sore spot. You have no more chances left.”

With that, Yu Wang ignored the seething Ling Wang, his lips curled in a smirk as he sauntered toward Liyang Palace.

Ling Wang held back his rage, suppressing his fury as he left the Palace to consult Li Qingzhou on a countermeasure.

In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the Emperor gazed at Yue Wang. The blaze of anger in his eyes gradually faded, giving way to guilt and unease. “Junyue, you needn’t dwell on today’s events...”

“Imperial Father,” Yue Wang lifted his head, his expression unusually resolute. “Imperial Father, I seek the truth. Why did Imperial Mother die? Am I truly your child?”

“You are! You are the child of this Emperor and the Empress. That is beyond doubt!” The Emperor rose from his throne and stepped down, placing both hands on Yue Wang’s shoulders. “Junyue, remember this: you are my child, my fourth son. Your mother was the finest mother in this world, and she remains the only wife in my heart! Do you understand?”

Their eyes locked. In the Emperor’s gaze, Yue Wang saw urgency and unease, yet also evasion and avoidance. After a moment’s silence, he nodded heavily. “Imperial Father, I understand.”

The Emperor exhaled in relief, his body swaying involuntarily as if the resolute words had drained him of all strength.

Xu Li hurried forward to support him. “Your Majesty, it is late. You should return to your chambers and rest.”

“Imperial Elder Sister, you too should retire early. The night is deep. If Junyue does not wish to leave the palace, have Xu Li arrange a chamber for him in the front court. Let him rest within the Palace walls tonight. Junyue must be troubled. Give him a chance to seek the Princess’s counsel. She will surely calm him.”

The Grand Princess Yi De understood the Emperor’s meaning and nodded slightly. “Very well, Your Majesty. Rest assured.”

After the Emperor withdrew, the Grand Princess Yi De turned to Yue Wang, her gaze carrying a cool, clear light. “Junyue, is there anything you wish to ask of me?”

Yue Wang opened his mouth, but ultimately restrained his impulse. He bowed to the Grand Princess. “Your Royal Highness, I have no questions. It is late. Please return to your chambers and rest.”

Grand Princess Yi De’s gaze softened as she nodded to Yue Wang: “Very well.

Yao’er, let us retire for the night.”

Regardless of the truth from years past, the Emperor had treated Yue Wang as his own son all this time. The years of nurturing were genuine. The bond of father and son was real. If Yue Wang were to deny all those years of affection because of so-called evidence or words of suspicion, her disappointment would be profound. Fortunately, this child had a heart.

Yue Wang stood in the grand hall. The Palace attendants quietly withdrew, leaving him alone. After a long silence, he strode to a seat, poured a cup of wine, and downed it in one gulp.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed at the doorway, cutting through the quiet and drawing his gaze involuntarily.

Mu Yunyao hurried in, her Palace gown hem fluttering. Spotting him still present, she smiled. “Fourth Master, I rushed back after escorting my maternal grandmother to Yuhua Palace. I hurried all the way, fearing you might have left.”

A wave of warmth washed over Yue Wang: “Yao’er, care to join me for a drink?”

Mu Yunyao’s smile was gentle and warm. “Your Royal Highness knows my drinking capacity—one cup, and I’m done. If I drink, I won’t be able to keep you company.” She deftly filled Yue Wang’s cup as she spoke.

Yue Wang raised his cup and drained it in one gulp. Watching Mu Yunyao’s smiling face, he turned and pulled her into his embrace. “Yao’er, what Imperial Concubine Zhen said is true, isn’t it?”

Mu Yunyao gently stroked the Yue King’s back. This man had always been stern and cold, yet now he was filled with such vulnerability that it tugged at her heartstrings. “Your Royal Highness should trust His Majesty’s words.”

“I should... trust. I know I should believe it, but I crave the truth more. The cause of my mother’s death, my true identity, why Father remains so secretive about the past... These mysteries weigh on me like a suffocating weight.”

Mu Yunyao offered no reply. Instead, she gently leaned into Yue Wang’s embrace, wrapping her arms around him to quietly provide comfort as he struggled with his doubts.

After a moment’s pause, Yue Wang murmured, “Yao’er, Imperial Father values protocol above all. Yet he raised no objection to our marriage.” This alone confirmed his origins—he truly bore no blood relation to the imperial family.

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~ PUT ON QUITE A SHOW ~

The Emperor coldly scrutinised Ling Wang: “Your Imperial Aunt has nothing to fear if she is upright. What is there to investigate? Moreover, to launch an inquiry into the Grand Princess—who has rendered great service to the Dali Dynasty—based solely on the testimony of a mere servant, whose veracity remains unverified? Who gave you the audacity?”

Ling Wang’s pupils contracted sharply, his heart seething with hatred. “Imperial Father, why not inquire about Imperial Aunt’s thoughts? Perhaps she wishes to prove her innocence?”

The Emperor narrowed his eyes and turned to Grand Princess Yi De. “Imperial Elder Sister, do not dwell on today’s events.”

Others might not know, but he remembered clearly. Throughout their journey, supporting each other through hardship and adversity had been no easy feat. Had his sister harboured other intentions, he would never have ascended the throne. Moreover, only he and the Grand Princess knew the truth about Junyue’s origins. All those rumors were nothing but wild speculation.

Recalling those past trials, the Emperor instinctively clutched his chest, his eyes flickering with lingering pain.

Grand Princess Yi De poured a cup of warm water and handed it to him. “Your Majesty, the court is always filled with endless gossip. I certainly won’t take it to heart. Please don’t let it upset you. Don’t ruin your health over the foolish actions of an immature child.”

“Imperial Elder Sister, you truly understand me.” The Emperor drew a deep breath, suppressing his surging anger for a long moment. “The traitor Luo Peng attempted to assassinate the imperial family with malicious intent. He and the crimson-clad female assassin shall be dragged away and beaten to death. Imperial Concubine Zhen, for falsely accusing the Grand Princess, your crime is unforgivable. Your title is hereby stripped. From this day forth, you shall be confined to the Cold Palace...”

Imperial Concubine Zhen’s eyes widened as she clenched her fists so tightly her fingertips pierced her palms, leaving bloody imprints. “Your Majesty, I did this for your own good! Every word I spoke was true! Grand Princess Yi De, all these years, the Emperor has treated you generously. You exploited his trust to deceive his heart, even confusing the imperial bloodline—this is disrupting the very foundations of the court!”

“Silence!” The Emperor’s gaze grew icier. “Yue Wanqing, considering you once served the Empress and have attended me for years, I have no intention of taking your life. But if you persist in your insolence and continue to show disrespect to the Grand Princess, then do not blame me for forgetting our past!”

Imperial Concubine Zhen’s smile was bitter with sorrow. Her maternal family had fallen into ruin, and Jin Wang had been crippled, leaving him utterly incapable of ascending the throne. What did she have left to fear now? After plotting in secret for so long, she would not let this opportunity slip. From the moment she entered the Palace, she knew this life offered only one path: push forward to conquer the broad avenue of power and influence, or fail and meet a death from which there was no return.

“Your Royal Highness, after all I’ve said, will you not offer a single word of explanation? The Emperor disregards his reputation for your sake, even going so far as to execute the witness who accused you. Don’t you care about the Emperor? Aren’t you respected? Even if it’s to protect the Emperor’s reputation, can’t you at least offer a few words of explanation?

She knew from the start that she stood little chance against Grand Princess Yi De. Since she couldn’t topple the Grand Princess in one blow, she would plant a thorn in the Emperor’s heart. This thorn might not pierce deeply now, but with successive people prodding it, it would surely shatter the Emperor’s trust in the Grand Princess.

Grand Princess Yi De finally stirred. Rising to her feet, she swept her gaze across the assembled figures. Her straightened posture radiated formidable authority, her phoenix-like eyes gleaming with unwavering resolve—as if piercing through all pretense to the darkest recesses of the soul.

“Imperial Concubine Zhen, what explanation do you seek? Did His Majesty not make it perfectly clear? Yue Wang is His Majesty’s own flesh and blood. Therefore, your initial accusation that I concealed his lineage is baseless, and all subsequent claims crumble. You all claim unwavering loyalty to His Majesty. Should you not treat his words as imperial edicts, daring not to disobey? How can you still harbor doubts when the Emperor himself has spoken? “

Imperial Concubine Zhen was rendered speechless.” But the evidence... the assassin’s confession...”

“Traitors and rebels—their treacherous hearts deserve death. Their words are utterly untrustworthy. As for your accusations against Yunyao, her background is transparent. If you harbor doubts or uncertainties, investigate directly. Though you now lack your maternal family’s backing, uncovering the truth shouldn’t be impossible. If you dare make accusations, then produce concrete evidence. Without proof, I shall demand an explanation from you! Mu Yunyao is my granddaughter. She is not someone to be slandered or framed by just anyone! “
Mu Yunyao, who had been standing beside Grand Princess Yi De, now descended the steps holding the medicine bottle:” Imperial Concubine Zhen, you previously insinuated that I used medicine to harm His Majesty’s health. I refuse to accept this accusation. The pulse records and the prescriptions mentioned for the drugs are all meticulously documented. Each record bears the signatures of Imperial Physicians who repeatedly verified it. This bottle of Nourishing Spirit Pills in my hand was also examined by Imperial Physicians before being presented to the Emperor. Do you genuinely believe I could tamper with anything under the watchful eyes of so many Imperial Physicians?”

The Imperial Physicians immediately stepped forward to declare their stance: “Your Majesty, we can attest that Princess Wenxian is genuine. We have repeatedly verified every prescription she has issued and can guarantee that there are no problems..”

This matter concerns the entire Imperial Hospital. They must make their position clear—otherwise, it would imply they too were complicit in the conspiracy with the Grand Princess and Princess Wenxian to harm the Emperor! Such a charge was too grave for them to bear.

“Your Majesty, this humble servant also participated in the verification of various formulas and can attest that Princess Wenxian’s prescriptions were entirely appropriate.”

“This humble servant can also testify...”

Watching the Imperial Physicians step forward one after another to declare their positions, Imperial Concubine Zhen knew she had stirred up a hornet’s nest with her earlier words. But the words had been spoken, and there was no taking them back.

Ling Wang was frantic with anxiety, glancing repeatedly at Li Qingzhou. He had believed this scheme would be flawless, yet now it had failed so utterly. What seemed like irrefutable evidence to them was, to the Emperor, nothing but deliberate fabrication. With this outcome, who could challenge the Grand Princess’s position? The thought made Ling Wang feel as if he might explode with rage. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yue Wang, who had been silent with his head bowed. A sudden idea lit up his mind: “Fourth Imperial Brother, you haven’t spoken since earlier. Is there something you don’t understand?”

At these words, all eyes turned to Yue Wang. Back in the day, the Six Great Clans wielded immense power—especially that of Luo Kun, who entered and exited the Palace gates in a carriage, his presence no less imposing than the Emperor’s own procession. If he and the Empress had been involved, it was entirely plausible.

Yue Wang lifted his eyes, his gaze cold. “Imperial Eldest Brother, did not Imperial Father just declare this all a farce? What is it? Do you doubt Imperial Father Emperor’s words?”

The Ling Wang stiffened. “Of course not.”

“If you have no doubts, then why are you questioning me?” Yue Wang pressed, his tone sharp and unyielding. “The dancers in the Palace performance were assassins. The assassins conveniently identified members of the Luo family. Then, evidence began surfacing everywhere. What a masterfully staged performance.”

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~ THE FIRE GOT OUT OF CONTROL ~

Xu Li placed the blood-stained letter on the Emperor’s desk and bowed before stepping aside.

After Xu Li stepped aside, the Emperor opened the letter and swiftly scanned its contents, his expression turning utterly grim.

A Palace maid stepped forward and declared in a clear voice: “Your Majesty, this blood-stained letter is Imperial Concubine Yue’s final testament, left behind before she took her own life. It details everything she knew—how Imperial Concubine De secretly plotted against her life, how Imperial Concubine Li covertly incited other consorts against her, and most crucially, the true identity of Yue Wang. The Empress and the head of the Luo family had a secret affair. Imperial Concubine Yue learned this directly from the old matriarch of the Su family, who also left a handwritten letter as evidence, hidden within the Su family’s residence. “This servant has received kindness from Imperial Concubine Yue,” the maid began. “Yet seeing her in distress, I can offer no recompense except to reveal the truth. The reason Your Royal Highness held Princess Yu hostage with a knife was that she was driven to desperation—Imperial Concubine Qi had administered a false pregnancy herb! I implore His Majesty to uncover the truth and clear my mistress’s name. Imperial Concubine Qi, you who harm the Imperial Concubine —you shall meet no good end!”

Finishing her declaration, the Palace maid abruptly threw herself headfirst onto the nearby steps, ending her life.

The dull thud sent shivers and a wave of dread through many hearts. Some officials flinched, eyes wide and anxious. After a moment’s stunned silence, a censor could no longer contain himself: “Your Majesty, this matter is of grave importance. We implore you to handle it with utmost care.”

“Indeed, Your Majesty. This concerns the purity of the imperial bloodline and the dignity of the royal house. The truth must be uncovered.”

“Please order an immediate investigation...”

As the voices rose, veins pulsed fiercely on the Emperor’s forehead. “Enough! I trust the Empress. I trust my Imperial Sister. Junyue is my son, the bloodline of the Imperial Palace. This is beyond question!”

Yue Wang’s heart pounded wildly. He forced himself to meet the Emperor’s gaze, breath unsteady, and unclenched his fists with slow, deliberate effort, struggling to hide his fear.

Ling Wang’s jaw tightened, eyes flashing with frustration and disbelief. Beneath his calm exterior, he churned with resentment: How could the Emperor still trust Grand Princess Yi De and Yue Wang when matters had reached this point?

Suddenly, the Emperor gave a cold order: “Guards! These two assassins first attempted to kill me, then slandered the Empress and Grand Princess Yi De! Drag them away and execute them by beating!”

Before the guards could act, Imperial Concubine Zhen stepped forward slowly, holding a slightly worn ledger. Kneeling in the center of the hall, she said, “Your Majesty, this servant has found a ledger recording Your Majesty’s visits to the Empress. There is also the pulse diagnosis record from when the Empress was pregnant. The time of her conception differs by half a month from when Your Majesty visited her. Would you like to see it?”


The Emperor regarded Imperial Concubine Zhen coldly, his gaze devoid of its usual benevolence, replaced entirely by scrutiny. “Imperial Concubine Zhen, are you aware that privately investigating such matters is a capital offense?”

“Your Majesty, this humble servant was born into poverty and once served in the Empress’s presence. Even then, I sensed something amiss about the Empress’s conception date. Yet Your Majesty remained unaware, and with Grand Princess Yi De deliberately concealing the truth, I could only bury my doubts deep within. Later, upon learning of Yue Wang’s origins from Su Yuyi, I recalled those unresolved questions and realized there truly was something amiss.”

Imperial Concubine Zhen knelt upright: “Your Majesty, I know investigating this is a capital offense, but I cannot bear to see you deceived. All these years, though unspoken, your heart has yearned for the Empress. Your devotion runs as deep as the ocean. I cannot let you be betrayed...”

The Emperor’s breath came short; he clutched his chest, face contorting in pain as two harsh coughs escaped, his usual stoic mask cracking under the weight of fear and uncertainty.


Grand Princess Yi De turned to Mu Yunyao, gesturing for her to hand over the pills she held.

“Your Majesty, your health is weak. These are Nourishing Spirit Pills—they protect the heart meridians and stabilize emotions...”

“Mu Yunyao! What medicine are you trying to give His Majesty?” Imperial Concubine Zhen suddenly snapped coldly. “Ever since you entered the Palace to tend to His Majesty’s health, his condition has only worsened. Have you tampered with his medicine?”

“Imperial Concubine Zhen, you must not speak recklessly,” Mu Yunyao replied, her expression icy.

Imperial Concubine Zhen ignored her, instead addressing the Emperor with feigned sincerity: “Your Majesty, with your wisdom and discernment, reflect upon all events that have transpired. You will surely see through the traitors and recognize the loyal. First, Grand Princess Yi De concealed Yue Wang’s true lineage. Then she secretly supported him in building his power. After Yue Wang returned to the Capital, she settled here permanently, constantly lingering near Your Majesty. Coincidentally, she also found her long-lost daughter and brought in a granddaughter skilled in medicine and poison. Don’t you find all this too coincidental?”

“Imperial Concubine Zhen, are you accusing my imperial sister?” The Emperor clenched the medicinal pill presented by Mu Yunyao in his hand, his gaze cold as he fixed it upon Imperial Concubine Zhen.

“Your Majesty, consider the Su family. Su Wenyan served you with unwavering loyalty. Yet later, because of Mu Yunyao, the entire Su family fell into ruin. This was clearly no coincidence. It was Grand Princess Yi De using Mu Yunyao as a tool to eliminate rivals.

Consider what Mu Yunyao has accomplished. She is merely a girl of barely a dozen years, raised in the countryside. Yet she masters embroidery, tea ceremony, and medicine. First, she gained fame by spreading embroidery techniques. Then, she cultivated connections through tea arts. Later, when the river banks breached, she won the people’s hearts with her medical skills. Such accomplishments are far beyond the reach of a mere child. There must be a master guiding her behind the scenes!”

Imperial Concubine Zhen emphasized the words “master” with deliberate intonation, her gaze fixed intently on Grand Princess Yi De.

Grand Princess Yi De remained immovable, ignoring Imperial Concubine’s gaze as she lifted her teacup and sipped lightly.

The Imperial Concubine Zhen inwardly, before continuing, “Your Majesty, throughout the Capital, everyone now praises Grand Princess Yi De and Mu Yunyao, while not a word of praise is heard for you, the sovereign. Ni Yun Pavilion and Bu Xian Luo are everywhere, their influence unmatched. Grand Princess Yi De constantly whispers in your ear, subtly swaying your judgment. Mu Yunyao tends to your health, while Yue Wang handles your affairs. Beyond Grand Princess Yi De, is there anyone else truly trustworthy by your side?”

These words sparked hushed murmurs among the officials. Previously unnoticed, the situation, upon closer reflection, seemed precisely as Imperial Concubine Zhen described.

“Your Majesty, Jin Wang’s already crippled, and I, your humble servant, have no desire to fight. I only feel gratitude for your years of favor and cannot bear to see you continue to be deceived by treacherous people. I beg you to see clearly.”

Imperial Concubine Li stepped forward: “Your Majesty, this matter involves far too much. I implore you to uncover the truth.”

The officials knelt in unison, pleading: “Your Majesty, uncover the truth!”

Silence hung heavy in the grand hall. The Emperor’s cold gaze swept over each face before he raised the pill offered by Mu Yunyao to his lips. Without hesitation, he swallowed it, then declared, enunciating each word deliberately: “I believe my Imperial Elder Sister.”

Imperial Concubine Zhen raised her eyes in disbelief. She had laid out all the evidence so clearly. Why did the Emperor not show a shred of suspicion?

Ling Wang could no longer contain himself. Kneeling forward, he spoke: “Imperial Father, I too believe Imperial Aunt is innocent. Yet with so much evidence presented, leaving it uninvestigated would cast a shadow over our hearts. Would it not be better to conduct a thorough inquiry? Would that not precisely clear Imperial Aunt of suspicion?”

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Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife Chapter 596

~ ADVANCE CAUTIOUSLY, MASTER THE ART OF WINNING HEARTS AND MINDS ~

The crimson-clad woman’s words fell like a thunderclap in the clear sky. The entire hall trembled three times.

Mu Yunyao suppressed her unease and looked up at the Yue Wang, who stood there frozen, his face a picture of utter shock and confusion.

The Emperor hesitated for a moment, then suddenly snatched the teacup from his hand and hurled it to the floor with a crash. “How dare you!” he shouted, his fury echoing in the hall.

“Your Majesty, please calm your anger.” The officials knelt, pressing their foreheads to the floor, trembling with fear. They exchanged anxious glances and wiped cold sweat from their brows.

The crimson-clad woman burst into loud laughter. “It seems Your Majesty was unaware of this news? “Your Royal Highness, perhaps you should step forward and explain? Years ago, you knew the truth. Empress Wei and the head of the Luo family were having an affair, and she was carrying his child. Yet you helped conceal it. You saved Empress Wei’s life, let that child be born in the Palace, and even made His Majesty believe it was his own. That child grew up safely and is now the Fourth Prince, Ning Junyue!”

The officials grew increasingly stunned. Each wished to plug their ears. The Empress had always been a thorn in the Emperor’s side. Many veteran ministers knew this. When the Emperor first took the throne, he and the Empress were deeply devoted to each other. Her maternal clan was one of the Six Great Clans, but the Emperor never held it against her. Even when she was childless for ten years, he cherished her. If a pregnant concubine showed disrespect, he punished her in accordance with Palace rules. Countless eyes burned with envy.

Later, the Empress suddenly conceived. The Emperor was overjoyed. After she gave birth, he declared a general pardon, hoping for blessings. But tragedy struck. Jealous, the Empress poisoned ten imperial sons and killed the heirs. She tried to harm other pregnant concubines. The plot was found out, and officials called for her execution. The Emperor withdrew from court for a month. When he returned, he defied pressure and only banished the Empress to the Cold Palace, sparing her life.

From then on, the Empress became an incurable wound in the Emperor’s heart that no one dared mention.

Yue Wang stepped forward slowly, his face ashen. “Father, is this true?”

The crimson-clad woman smiled. “Don’t ask the Emperor—he knows nothing. Go to the Grand Princess. Isn’t it odd, Yue Wang? Why does she, who never meddles, show you special favor? Others ignore you, but she checks on you in the Cold Palace. She keeps you close in the Capital, seeks your trust, and plans to use you for the throne. By controlling you, she controls Dalì. She even betrothed her granddaughter to you. When you become Emperor, Mu Yunyao will be Empress...”

Yue Wang whipped his head around. His icy glare sliced the air like a razor-sharp blade, able to cleave a person in two. “Silence! You are just an assassin, the child of traitors! How much of what you say is true?”

“You doubt me? I have proof and witnesses! You bear a small brown birthmark on your lower back. Every male Luo has this mark. Also, someone knows the affair’s details, and that person is still alive today.”

The Emperor gritted his teeth, his face flushing alternately pale and crimson.

Mu Yunyao’s heart sank. Her breath came short and shallow. She remembered the medicine pills Princess Yi De told her to keep close. Hurriedly, she retrieved the medicine bottle, her hands trembling.

Grand Princess Yi De shook her head, meeting Mu Yunyao’s gaze with calm confidence. She raised her hand slowly and made a small, reassuring gesture, signaling her not to hurry.

The Emperor swayed and squeezed the armrest for support. His rage faded to a thick, sinister aura. In a cold, flat tone, he asked, “You say the Empress had an affair with the Luo family head?”

“Quite right, Doggie Emperor. You never expected this.” The crimson-clad woman sneered. “You cherished the Empress, but she had a secret affair with the Luo family’s head. Your beloved Imperial Sister knew and hid it for years. How amusing! Grand Princess Yi De, are you still not ready to tell the truth?”

The Grand Princess, who had remained silent, turned to the Emperor: “Your Majesty, your health is important. Do not let anger harm your body.”

The Emperor did not look at the Grand Princess. Instead, he fixed his gaze on the crimson-clad woman kneeling before him: “Where is this witness you speak of? Who is he? How credible are his words?”

Yue Wang watched the Emperor suppressing his immense fury, feeling as though a bottomless pit had opened in his chest. His heart sank deeper and deeper, vanishing without a trace.

Mu Yunyao clenched her fists, struggling desperately to hide any sign of her genuine emotions.

The crimson-clad woman, seeing the Emperor’s inquiry, smiled with growing smugness: “We’ve merely been clinging to life until now anyway. We’ve had enough of this existence. To make you realize you’ve been living in an illusion before we die is a form of revenge. That witness is waiting outside the Palace, in the northwest corner, to meet me. Send men there now, and you should find them.”

The Emperor waved his hand. Several imperial guards immediately exited the hall, heading toward the location the crimson-clad woman had indicated. Soon, the guards returned, dragging an elderly man bound and gagged. The old man frowned upon seeing the crimson-clad woman pinned to the ground.

The Emperor scrutinized the old man below him, a sudden flash of intense murderous intent flickering in his eyes. “Luo Peng?”

The old man lifted his head, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Your Majesty, it has been a long time. I never imagined you would still remember this humble servant.”

“You are Luo Kun’s sworn younger brother. Of course, I remember you.”

“I narrowly escaped punishment back then, but today, I fear I won’t be so fortunate. Still, to see Your Majesty before I die... this humble servant is content.”

“I ask you,” the Emperor frowned deeply, visibly repulsed by the impending topic, “What connection exists between the Empress and Luo Kun?”

Luo Peng hastily shook his head. “None whatsoever.”

The crimson-clad woman whipped her head around. “Father, you said earlier...”

Luo Peng snapped, his eyes darting excitedly toward Yue Wang, lingering there for a moment. “What did I say? I said nothing!”

The crimson-clad woman froze, then quickly regained her composure, lowering her head without further response.

Mu Yunyao’s fist clenched painfully, her heart boiling with hatred. If Luo Peng had blurted out Yue Wang’s identity the moment he entered, the others might not have believed it. After all, these two were still consumed with avenging the Luo family—they must be utterly loyal. If the Yue Wang honestly shared the Luo family’s blood, they would never betray him. Instead, they would conceal his identity—or better yet, help him seize the throne. Wouldn’t that be the ultimate revenge?

Yet Luo Peng’s silence only reinforced the others’ belief that their reactions were genuine. As for the crimson-clad woman’s earlier words, they were likely dismissed as the rash outburst of a hot-headed youth. It seemed Ling Wang and the Li family had prepared thoroughly, anticipating every possible reaction.

From then on, no matter how the Emperor questioned them, Luo Peng remained silent. Even the crimson-clad woman clamped her mouth shut, no longer uttering a word, her earlier frenzy completely gone.

The Emperor’s fury intensified. Just as he was about to order the two dragged away for punishment, a Palace maid suddenly rushed out and knelt in the hall: “Your Majesty, this servant has an incriminating document to present for Your Imperial inspection.” She reached into her robe and pulled out a blood-stained letter, presenting it with both hands.

“Xu Li, bring it forward.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

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September nights remained muggy and humid. By the time Mu Wan returned home from the community gate, a thin sheen of sweat had already formed on her skin. Upon arriving, she stripped off her clothes and stepped into the bathroom. After her shower, Liu Qianxiu gathered his things and followed suit.

Her clothes were at Liu Qianxiu’s place, and his were at hers. With no suitable spot for reading in her home after bathing, the two headed to the bedroom early.

Once inside, Mu Wan rolled over and landed in Liu Qianxiu’s arms. He embraced her; both were cool and damp from their showers. She loved that sensation and nestled deeper into his embrace, her breath faintly tickling his skin.

She was doing it on purpose, and Liu Qianxiu could feel it. Her hands wrapped around his waist, her body slightly cool, yet her palms were scorching hot, like a fire that burned through his body straight to his heart.

Instead of pinning her down, he lifted her into his arms. Mu Wan giggled softly as she was hoisted up, then nestled her face into Liu Qianxiu’s chest. Her laughter was quickly silenced by his lips, kissing her gently at first, like a dragonfly skimming the water, teasing and tantalizing. Gradually, the kiss deepened, becoming long and intense.

As their breathing grew increasingly rapid, Mu Wan found herself positioned beneath him. Her jet-black eyes shone like water-soaked obsidian, glistening with a luminous sheen. Though her consciousness was hazy, she could still clearly discern the man’s expression.

He remained as still as water, yet beneath those ink-dark eyes surged the familiar tide of desire she knew so well. Mu Wan reached up to touch his cheek. He took her finger into his mouth and kissed it. She let out a soft moan, smiling, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

“I’m a bad student,” Mu Wan murmured hoarsely. His kisses on her fingertips felt both ticklish and hot.

“How so?” Liu Qianxiu lowered his head to kiss her lips, his voice husky.

“You were supposed to be in seclusion,” Mu Wan murmured, her arms wrapped around his neck as she breathed in the faint sandalwood scent on his skin, returning his kiss. “But this bad student of yours came along and tempted you.”

The man chuckled softly, his voice low and husky, as if carried from the depths of the ocean. It had the most primal desire and allure, intoxicating her.

“Dual cultivation is also a form of practice,” he said.

Mu Wan smiled, but then something occurred to her. She grasped his hand and asked softly, “Shouldn’t we... exercise some restraint during the early stages of pregnancy?”

Releasing his grip on her fingers, Liu Qianxiu lowered his gaze to her, his voice calm. “I’m a doctor. I’ll protect it.”

His eyes darkened. After speaking, he kissed her softly, starting from her lips, moving to her cheek, and finally drifting down to her ear. Her ear was filled with his breath and the damp air. She heard him murmur deeply.

“I’m a man, and I know how to make you feel better.”

Mu Wan murmured softly, lost in the sensation.

By the time it ended, Mu Wan was too exhausted to move a finger. Held in Liu Qianxiu’s arms, her body still responded to his touch. After washing her, he went to shower himself. Returning to the bed, he found the woman lying face down, idly waving his vibrating phone with a languid voice.

“Mei Yaozhi is looking for you.”

Lowering his head, he kissed her forehead before taking the phone and pulling her into his embrace. Their bodies pressed together as Mei Yaozhi’s voice echoed clearly through the pitch-black bedroom.

“Have you asked Mu Wan yet? What style of engagement banquet decor does she prefer?”

Hearing his question, the drowsy woman in his arms stirred, lifting her head. Her simple, delicate face framed dark, luminous eyes that gazed up at him.

Liu Qianxiu had already begun preparing for the engagement banquet after proposing to her. Mei Yaozhi knew friends in the industry, so she had taken the lead in handling the arrangements. She had called him earlier that afternoon, but after dinner, they had been busy and hadn’t gotten around to asking her.

“Did you talk to him yourself?” Liu Qianxiu asked Mu Wan softly.

Since she had accepted his proposal, the engagement and wedding were inevitable. Now that Liu Qianxiu had begun preparations, she needed to cooperate fully—there was no need for shyness or affectation.

She nodded, took the phone, and called out, “Yaozhi.”

Upon hearing Mu Wan’s voice, Mei Yaozhi addressed the matter directly with the person involved. As for Mu Wan herself, she had never been engaged before and knew little about the styles of engagement banquets.

She answered a few simple questions as Mei Yaozhi asked, such as preferred color schemes and styles. After exchanging a few questions, Mei Yaozhi concluded, “I have a general idea of the style now, but there are many subcategories within it. You and Qianxiu should come to the Mei residence for dinner tomorrow. We’ll finalize the details then.”

“Alright,” Mu Wan replied, ending the call with Mei Yaozhi.

Whether it was the phone call or the news of the engagement banquet, Mu Wan found sleep elusive. Liu Qianxiu took the phone and set it down before wrapping his arms around her.

Marriage had always felt abstract to Mu Wan. But now that she was immersed in it, a tangible sense of reality was dawning. To say she felt nothing would be a lie. She was pleased.

“When did you start preparing all this?” Mu Wan asked, clinging to Liu Qianxiu.

“After the proposal is successful,” the man replied.

“You’re only preparing after it’s successful?” Mu Wan laughed and asked him, “Aren’t you afraid it might fail?”

In the darkness, both their features were slightly blurred, yet he could precisely sense where her lips were. He lowered his head to kiss her and said, “I’m not afraid. But before you say yes, I should give you an answer with respect.”

See, he always did things so flawlessly that there was no room for complaint.

Mu Wan hugged him tightly, rubbing against his chest as she asked, “What about the wedding?”

His fingers gently combed through her hair as Liu Qianxiu replied, “Just a preliminary plan. On your wedding day, you’ll depart from the Mei residence and leave through the very room my mother once used for her own wedding.

She had no parents and no relatives to turn to. He had secured her a robust backing, giving her the confidence to walk down the aisle.

Mu Wan felt honey-sweet warmth surge through her heart. Clinging to Liu Qianxiu, she murmured softly, “Liu Qianxiu, I love you so much~.”

Feeling her affectionate cling, Liu Qianxiu’s expression softened. He murmured a soft “Mm-hmm” and whispered in her ear, “I love you too.”

After they were together, their life settled into a quiet rhythm, yet never lacked romance. Hearing his confession, Mu Wan’s heart fluttered with excitement, making her want to roll around in his arms.

He held her close, cherishing her, cradling her in his arms as he listened to her laughter and her breath, growing steadily longer and deeper. A smile slowly spread across his lips.

“Come with me somewhere tomorrow morning. Then in the afternoon, you can come with me to the hospital for your prenatal checkup.”

“Where?” Her voice was barely audible, as if spoken in a dream.

Liu Qianxiu lowered his gaze to look at her. Before he could answer, he saw that Mu Wan had already drifted off to sleep. He pulled her closer into his embrace and said nothing more.

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Mu Wan understood the underlying thought behind Wu Ma’s question. Her mother had also gotten pregnant before marriage and spent so many years as a single parent afterward.

She could resemble her mother in many ways, but Wu Ma didn’t want her to take after her mother in this particular aspect.

Truthfully, no matter what path she took, she wouldn’t resemble her mother in that way. She’d discussed this with Lin Wei before. Marriage and children felt like natural steps for her.

But she didn’t elaborate. Instead, she placed her hand in front of Wu Ma and teased, “Ta-da! He just proposed the other day. We’re taking it slow.”

The ring on her finger was exquisite—vibrant yet straightforward, undoubtedly costly, and ideally suited to Mu Wan. Seeing it, Wu Ma felt reassured, realizing she’d been meddling. The young couple had their own pace. She smiled and said, “Since you’re pregnant, go rest. I’ll handle dinner.”

Mu Wan couldn’t help much, and the kitchen was cramped, so she decided not to get in the way. After playing in the living room for a while, she heard a knock on the door and perked up. Setting her phone aside, she skipped over to open it.

The door swung open to reveal Liu Qianxiu standing outside. The cool air from the living room rushed toward him as the woman approached, colliding into his embrace. He pulled her close, a faint smile playing on his lips, and carried her inside.

“Wu Ma is cooking,” Mu Wan gestured toward the kitchen. “It'll be ready soon.”

Perhaps feeling shy, Wu Ma didn’t come out of the kitchen despite hearing the commotion. Liu Qianxiu glanced toward the kitchen before lowering his head to kiss her cheek, his voice soft.

“I'll go help.”

“Alright.” Since Wu Ma was too embarrassed to come out, Liu Qianxiu should probably go greet her. Mu Wan released her arms from around him and escorted him to the kitchen.

Wu Ma heard the commotion outside the door. She could sense the sweetness between the young couple without even seeing them. Feeling a bit awkward, she didn’t go out. Unexpectedly, moments later, both of them ended up blocking the doorway.

Wu Ma had seen Liu Qianxiu before. He’d visited the Mu family to look for Mu Wan. But she’d only caught a glimpse from afar, noting only that he was tall and slender, radiating an air of nobility that marked him as anything but ordinary.

Seeing him up close today, she was surprised by his striking beauty, as if he were a deity from a painting. His brows and eyes seemed to hold distant mountain mists, and he stood tall and slender, utterly untouched by worldly concerns.

“Wu Ma, this is Liu Qianxiu. Liu Qianxiu, this is Wu Ma.” Mu Wan wrapped her arms around Liu Qianxiu’s shoulders, peeking out from behind him with her fuzzy little head as she introduced them.

Liu Qianxiu politely greeted her first. “Aye, aye,” Wu Ma responded twice, her hands busy with tasks. She gave an embarrassed smile and said, “Wait outside for a moment, the meal will be ready soon.”

As she finished speaking, Liu Qianxiu had already entered the kitchen. His fingers, with their clearly defined knuckles, rolled up his sleeves. His voice was as calm and detached as his demeanor.

“Let me handle this.”

Saying this, he took the lotus root she was holding, still not thoroughly cleaned.

Dirt clung to the lotus root as he scraped its surface with a knife. Water streamed from the faucet, washing the root until it gleamed white and tender. His slender fingers were a cool, pale white, matching the lotus root’s hue perfectly.

Even performing such tasks, he remained untouched by the mundane.

Wu Ma reached out to take it, but Mu Wan called out cheerfully from outside, “It's fine. He can cook. He makes all the meals at home.”

Liu Qianxiu glanced up at her. Mu Wan met his gaze and saw a sparkle in his eyes. Impulsively, she walked over, tugged at his sleeve, tilted her head, and asked, “Is that right?”

“Mhm.” After washing the lotus root clean, Liu Qianxiu let her tug at him. He gave a brief nod before picking up a knife to slice the root.

Their interaction was warm and sweet, their eyes brimming with love that couldn’t be hidden. Watching them, Wu Ma felt her heart gradually fill with ease and joy.

After dinner, Wu Ma prepared to leave. It wasn’t dark yet, so she planned to take the bus. After Mu Wan and Liu Qianxiu escorted her downstairs, Liu Qianxiu asked Uncle Li to drive her home.

Wu Ma protested repeatedly, but in the end, Mu Wan helped her into the car, closed the door, and waved goodbye. Uncle Li rolled down the window. Watching the two figures through the glass, Aunt Wu felt warm and content.

As the car pulled away from the community, Mu Wan watched Wu Ma disappear from view. Dark shadows now stretched across the sky, and street stalls had sprung up along the roadside, filling the air with the warm, bustling atmosphere of everyday life.

Beside her, Liu Qianxiu seemed out of place amidst the lively scene. Mu Wan moved closer, and he took her hand—his palm slightly cool and dry.

“Let's go home,” Mu Wan said with a smile.

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~ DANCING ON THE BLADE’S EDGE, MURDEROUS INTENT AT THE BANQUET ~

This banquet was held to make up for the Autumn Hunt, so the music was even livelier. Those who came forward to perform were not dancers, but guards who had rehearsed their routines.

The music swirled around their ears. As the guards demonstrating martial arts entered the hall, drumbeats gradually joined in—beats like heartbeats, each one stirring the soul.

The officials present showed little interest in the performance, instead casting frequent glances at Yu Wang, Yue Wang, and others.

Now, Prince Yu resided in Liyang Palace, traditionally the abode of crown princes. Even after rumors spread that his consort bore an ill-omened fate and that her marriage into the imperial family would bring misfortune to the royal offspring, the Emperor showed no intention of having them move out. Recently, Imperial Concubine Qi had even begun instructing the Princess Consort Yu on how to manage the harem affairs. Such actions undoubtedly infuriated Ling Wang and the Li family even more.

Meanwhile, things were even more complicated for Yue Wang. A prince was attempting suicide by starvation over a woman, and crucially, this woman was his own niece. Though the Emperor had already bestowed the marriage, this union tarnished Prince Yue’s reputation, effectively eliminating most of his chances of vying for the throne. As the Empress’s legitimate son, he had long been overlooked, yet still commanded the support of many conservative old officials. To have reached this point was truly a tragic waste.

As for Mu Yunyao, it goes without saying. Ever since she returned to the Cital, the city has been in constant turmoil, with disturbances erupting every other day. Yet she is fortunate, backed by the Grand Princess Yi De, so no one dares openly provoke her. Even now, with her betrothal to Yue Wang, rumors barely touch her. When Yue Wang entered the Palace to propose, he had explicitly informed the Emperor that Mu Yunyao had already verbally rejected him. It was his own stubborn obsession with marrying no one but her that had led to the subsequent incident.

The drumbeats within the grand hall grew ever more passionate. Suddenly, amidst the sea of silver-armored guards, a crimson figure emerged. Radiating an ethereal grace, she stood poised atop the spear tips held by the guards before leaping abruptly into the sky.

Many gasped in astonishment. Just as the crimson-clad woman seemed poised to land, the guards’ spears extended precisely to the center of the stage, propelling her upward once more.

This dance upon the blade’s edge left the assembled officials in awe.

Just as she reached the highest point of her jump, she suddenly kicked off the rafters, redirecting her momentum. A dagger appeared in her hand as she lunged toward the Emperor!

Yue Wang sensed something amiss and hurled the wine flask in his hand directly at the woman in midair. Struck, she crashed to the ground but charged heedlessly toward the Emperor.

“Protect His Majesty! Quickly protect His Majesty!”

The crowd snapped to attention, cries of alarm erupting from all sides.

Yue Wang moved to subdue the woman, only to be blocked by Ling Wang.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Ling Wang shoved Yue Wang hard. Seizing the moment when Yue Wang lost his footing, he rushed forward, pinned the woman to the ground, and stomped on her dagger-wielding hand. He roared, “You audacious villain! How dare you attempt to assassinate His Majesty? Surrender now!”

The guards had already stormed in, completely surrounding the rehearsed guards and the woman within the grand hall.

The Emperor’s face darkened. “An assassin managed to infiltrate the Palace undetected and even reached my presence. It seems Imperial Guards require thorough cleaning.”

The commander of the Imperial Guards immediately knelt forward to plead for forgiveness. “This humble subject has failed in his duty. I beg the Emperor's punishment.”

The woman raised her head, her eyes fixed on the Emperor with fierce hatred. “Doggie Emperor! You're lucky I didn't take your life this time. Kill me or torture me, it's entirely up to you. I'll become a vengeful spirit and come back to claim your life! The grudges of the past, blood debts must be repaid with blood!”

Ling Wang stamped his foot. “Silence! Imperial Father is wise and mighty, deeply beloved by the people. How dare you speak with such disrespect!”

“Wise and mighty? Ha! Ha! Ha! When he slaughtered the Six Great Clean, he exterminated entire families and sparing neither women nor children. Such cruelty defies all humanity! To call him wise and mighty is nothing but a joke!”

The Emperor’s eyes narrowed sharply, a cold glint flashing within. He waved for the Imperial Guards to step back slightly, fixing his gaze on the crimson-clad woman pinned beneath his foot. “Who are you? Why did you attempt to assassinate me?”

“Doggie Emperor! I fear not revealing my identity. I’m from the Luo Family. I came here to kill you and avenge my family.”

The Grand Princess Yi De raised her eyes to the grim Emperor and softly reminded him, “Your Majesty, do not let anger cloud your judgment.”

The woman in red turned to look at The Grand Princess Yi De, a sinister smile playing at her lips. “Your Royal Highness, how sincere the Luo family was when they sought your hand in marriage! Yet you feigned consent while secretly plotting to destroy them. All these years, when you wake from nightmares, have you never felt a shred of remorse?”

The Grand Princess Yi De’s expression remained icy. “Your Majesty, this woman must be a descendant of the Luo family. She is the offspring of traitors. Kill her. There is no need to listen to her ramblings.”
“Imperial Elder Sister speaks wisely,” the Emperor said, clenching his teeth to suppress his rage. “Guards! Drag her away and execute her by beating!”

“Doggie Emperor! Do you place such blind faith in the Grand Princess? Do you not fear she will usurp your throne and take your worthless life?” The crimson-clad woman suddenly shouted.
At these words, the grand hall fell deathly silent. Officials bowed their heads, not daring to utter a sound.

“Ha ha ha! Look at your officials, they cower like quails at the mere mention of the Grand Princess. She’s just the Grand Princess, yet her authority surpasses yours as Emperor. You fawn over her and revere her, unaware she’s playing you like a puppet. Do you know what lies she’s deceived you with? Do you know what schemes she plots in secret? Ha! Doggie Emperor! You shall be betrayed by those you trust most and meet a bitter end!”

The Imperial Guards hastened their pace, some even reaching out to cover the woman’s mouth to silence her nonsense.

“Halt!” The Emperor commanded the guards to stop, his sullen face flushed with fury. “I did indeed annihilate the Six Great Clans, executing every last member of their households. But that was because those six families had undermined the peace of the Dalì Dynasty. They cared only for their own clan’s interests, utterly neglecting the welfare of the people. I killed them with a clear conscience. Of course, as a descendant of one of those families, you have your reasons for seeking vengeance against me. But I will not tolerate your slander against my imperial sister! Make yourself clear today, or I shall cut out your tongue!”

“Hah! Doggie Emperor, do you think I fear you? Don’t you respect your Imperial Sister? Well then, I shall reveal her true nature and show you the kind of people surrounding you. Do you believe she elevated you to the throne only to refrain from seizing power out of sibling affection? Ridiculous! She has always viewed you as a pawn, scheming to wrest control from your hands.”

The Emperor sneered coldly: “I would believe these words about anyone else, but when it comes to my Imperial Sister, I don't believe a single word.”

“Then do you know she concealed the identity of Yue Wang? Do you know Yue Wang isn't your biological son?”

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