Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife Chapter 616

 ~ ROGUE ADVANCEMENT ~

Mu Yunyao sat beside Eldest Princess Yide, holding a long bamboo wand as she teased the koi raised in a wide-mouthed blue-and-white porcelain basin.

Mama Qu reported the situation to Eldest Princess Yide from the side in court.

“Eldest Princess, the Emperor asked His Royal Highness Ling Wang and His Royal Highness Yu Wang how the Beijiang envoys should be treated. The two princes hold opposite views. Ling Wang stood with the civil officials and advocated treating them with courtesy to display the Da Li Dynasty’s bearing. At the same time, Yu Wang believes Beijiang harbors ill intent and should be guarded against. His opinion largely aligns with the military officials.”

Eldest Princess Yide sprinkled fish feed into the basin. Watching the koi compete as they swam over to snatch it, the smile on her lips was faint and cool. “The struggle in court did not begin today or yesterday. Let them fight if they wish. Yunyao, the New Year is almost here. Grandmother has already prepared all your dowry. How is your wedding dress coming along?”

“Reporting to Grandmother, I’m embroidering the main work myself. It will be finished soon. After that, I’ll adjust the edges and details. Before the New Year, it will certainly be completed.”

“That’s good. I’ve had people keep an eye on Yue Wang’s residence for you. The repairs are being done well, and it should be close to completion by the end of the year. Now everything is ready, all that remains is the day you marry.” Eldest Princess Yide studied Mu Yunyao, her eyes full of reluctance. “You’ve only just returned to my side for a few days, and you’re already marrying into someone else’s family. When I think of you leaving my side, it feels as if my heart has been carved hollow.”

Mu Yunyao quickly set down the bamboo wand, went to Eldest Princess Yide, and held her hand, rocking it gently. “Grandmother, after I’m married, I can still come every day to accompany you. It’s only a change of residence, it’s no different from now. Besides, I’m still relying on you to support me. If Yue Wang treats me poorly in the future, I’ll come straight here to complain. When that happens, you must help me deal with him.”

“Good. If Junyue dares to make you angry, I’ll be the first to refuse.”

Mu Yunyao smiled, but before she could speak, a warm, laughing voice sounded.

“How would I dare to make Yunyao angry?” Yue Wang walked in. The moment he saw Mu Yunyao’s slightly flushed cheeks, his eyes filled with amusement.

Mama Qu hurried forward and took Yue Wang’s white fur cloak. Underneath was a pale blue long robe. Paired with the faint smile on his face, he looked like a jade-hearted gentleman, peerless in bearing.

Eldest Princess Yide examined Yue Wang, then looked at Mu Yunyao, lovely as a flower at dawn. She felt the two of them matched to the extreme. The bit of reluctance in her heart gradually faded, but her words remained firm. “That is hard to say. Junyue, your temperament is cold. You and Yunyao are extremely ill-suited…”

Yue Wang immediately picked up her words. “Imperial Aunt, one cold and one warm is precisely the most fitting…”

Mu Yunyao’s face reddened even more. She secretly shot Yue Wang a glare. Grandmother was clearly only joking, yet he still had the nerve to answer so shamelessly.

Eldest Princess Yide’s smile deepened. “When feelings are thick, water tastes like honey. When feelings turn thin, honey is not sweet. You speak well now, but who can say what you’ll be like later?”

“Imperial Aunt, you know my nature. I will not fail Yunyao.” Yue Wang was anxious. Even knowing Eldest Princess Yide said it on purpose, he still insisted on making his promise, because he did not want even the slightest doubt to appear in Yunyao’s heart about their future.

Seeing Yue Wang so anxious, Xu Yanhan spoke up to help. “Mother, I’m checking Yunyao’s dowry list. There are some items I can’t decide on. Will you come help me take a look?”

Eldest Princess Yide glanced at Mu Yunyao and Ning Junyue with a smile, then waved her hand at them. “I’ll look at the dowry list. You two, stop bothering me here.”

Yue Wang immediately nodded. “Yes. Then Yunyao and I will take our leave.”

Mu Yunyao had not even had time to say anything before Yue Wang dragged her straight out.

Watching Yue Wang’s hand clasping Mu Yunyao’s, Eldest Princess Yide lifted her brows. “I once thought Junyue’s temperament was so aloof that he might die alone. I never expected that once he fell in love, he would change completely.”

Xu Yanhan smiled from the side. As far as she was concerned, Yue Wang was satisfactory in every way. Whether back in Jingling City or now in the capital, his heart toward Yunyao had never changed. That alone was rare. “Yunyao’s temperament has also changed quite a bit.”

In the past, she was guarded against everyone and everything, tense as a drawn string. As her mother, Xu Yanhan, worried constantly, she was afraid that one day she would snap. Now it was better. With Yue Wang by her side, she had learned to rely on others, and her smiles had become far more vivid than before. She only hoped the two children’s wedding would go smoothly and that, in the future, they would live in harmony and grow old together.

Yue Wang pulled Mu Yunyao out of the main hall. Mu Yunyao quickly drew her fingers back and awkwardly adjusted her sleeves. “Just now, in front of Grandmother, how could you… How could you be so discourteous?” When she and Yue Wang were alone, they could be casual, but in front of the elders, she never dared overstep. Yue Wang’s heedless tug just now left her deeply uneasy.

Yue Wang’s eyes carried a smile. When Mu Yunyao finished smoothing her sleeves, he reached out again, took her hand, and gave it a gentle squeeze. Then he spread her palm flat and held it in his own, examining it as if he were looking at a priceless treasure.

If he could, he would announce it to the entire world, have heaven and earth bear witness, have all rivers cheer. He was going to marry, and the one he would marry was the love of his life.

Mu Yunyao was embarrassed by the way he stared. She tried to pull her hand back, but he fixed her wrist and would not let her move. She could only curl her fingers slightly, her pink fingertips paling. “Fourth Master, is it really that pretty?”

Yue Wang nodded with solemn seriousness. “Your grace is deep and distant, gentle and true. Your skin is fine, your bones and flesh perfectly proportioned. Yunyao’s fingers are slender as jade. Of course, they are beautiful beyond measure.” Unlike his own hands, with calluses in the palm, hands that could grip thorns without feeling pain.

Mu Yunyao tried to pinch his palm. She used force for a long while until her own fingers hurt, yet she still could not leave even the faintest mark.

Seeing Mu Yunyao puffed up with indignation, Yue Wang laughed softly. “Yunyao, let’s sit in that pavilion.”

Mu Yunyao glanced at the pavilion, open to the wind with snow still drifting around it. Then she looked at Yue Wang, who had come out without a cloak. She snorted inwardly. His mind had become full of twists and turns. “Fourth Master’s clothes are thin, and the wind is strong there. Let’s go to the side hall instead.” With that, she turned and went straight toward the side hall.

Yue Wang closed his hand, as if trying to keep the warmth she left behind, and followed her with a smile.

As soon as they entered the side hall, warm fragrance and heat washed over them. Yue Wang looked around at the furnishings, light flickering in his eyes. He had been here before. The main arrangement was unchanged, yet there were now many little touches that made a person’s heart feel warm.

He walked to the desk and pinched the soft bolster placed beside it. The corners of his lips lifted. “Yunyao, my waist has been hurting these past few days.”

Mu Yunyao set down the half-poured teacup and hurried over to his side. “What’s wrong?”

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Incurable Chapter 58 Part 2

The rain fell for half the day, dispersing the lingering mist. Mu Wan stayed in her room reading and napping, while Liu Qianxiu engaged in his spiritual practice. Around one o’clock in the afternoon, after she awoke from her nap, Liu Qianxiu pushed open the door and entered.

Liu Qianxiu had changed into a new set of Taoist robes. His posture was straight and tall, his aura pure and cool, giving him an ethereal, otherworldly air. Seeing him, she set down the book in her hands, opened her arms, and smiled.

Understanding her gesture, he walked over, lifted her off the bed, and kissed her lips.

“Get ready. We’re going fishing.”

The fishing spot was at the Qingyuan River behind the mountain. Mu Wan propped herself up, looked down at him, and asked, “Aren’t you going to meditate?”

“Mhm.” Liu Qianxiu placed her back on the bed and fetched her shoes.

“This doesn’t seem right,” Mu Wan murmured, gazing out the window at the silent main hall. “Weren’t you here for seclusion? What if Master disapproves when you leave?”

He sat on the bedside, listening to her chatter. Only after she finished did he ask, “Who said I came for seclusion?”

Mu Wan froze.

While she was lost in thought, Liu Qianxiu slipped her other shoe on. He leaned down, gently hooked her nose with his finger—an intimate, doting gesture.

“I came to play with you.”

His face was inches away, clear and handsome. A little flower bloomed in Mu Wan’s heart, its petals sweet and fragrant. She stood up, her excitement bubbling over. “Then let’s go.”

They grabbed their fishing gear and followed the back mountain path toward the Qingyuan River. The grass on either side of the trail was rain-soaked, leaving their legs damp with each step.

Mu Wan adored the back mountain for its vast bamboo groves—the leaves were a vibrant green, and the air carried the faint, refreshing scent of bamboo. She followed Liu Qianxiu, admiring his Taoist robe as it fluttered with each step. He exuded an aura of both chivalry and Taoist grace, utterly captivating.

Though they came to catch fish, it was really just an excuse to play. Mu Wan slipped off her shoes and let Liu Qianxiu lead her onto the boat. Once they reached the river’s center, Liu Qianxiu cast the net, and the two of them lay back on the boat.

After a half-day of rain, the sky had cleared. Beneath the blue heavens, large, fluffy white clouds drifted like tangled masses of cotton candy.

The fishing net descended into the river. The boat drifted motionless in the center of the calm, crystal-clear waters, like a painting.

Mu Wan felt completely at ease. Lying against Liu Qianxiu, she gazed at the blue sky and white clouds, breathing in the fresh air after the autumn rain. The river murmured, the small boat rocked gently. Time and the world seemed to stand still.

Resting her head on Liu Qianxiu’s chest, she watched him read a book. The pages carried the scent of incense from the main hall, fresh and natural. Mu Wan rolled over, and Liu Qianxiu looked up at her. Her eyes were fixed on the book cover—another ancient text, written in classical Chinese, with sparse lines of text. Within its pages lay profound, inexplicable wisdom.

“Did you bring your homework here?” Mu Wan asked with a smile.

He set the book aside, smiling as he gently pinched her earlobe. “It’s a habit.”

It truly was a habit. He was quiet most of the time, and when he was quiet, he read. The book lay to one side, pages fluttering in the breeze. Mu Wan scanned a few lines.

The characters were traditional Chinese. She could recognize about eighty to ninety percent of them, but the meaning within? She didn’t understand. In front of Liu Qianxiu and the others, she was practically illiterate.

“If you keep reading like this, how many books will it take?” Mu Wan mused. “Master Xuan Qingzi must have finished reading them all by now, right?”

“No,” Liu Qianxiu denied, his eyes veiled in mist. He tucked her jet-black hair behind her ear and said, “Each book offers different insights when read at different times. Daoist cultivation emphasizes enlightenment, not quantity. Master has pursued enlightenment for nearly eighty years, yet the books remain the same.”

Muwan didn’t fully grasp his explanation, but she caught the key point. Her eyes widened as she asked, “Master has pursued enlightenment for nearly eighty years... How old is he this year?”

“Eighty-two,” Liu Qianxiu replied.

In the entertainment industry, celebrities place utmost importance on maintaining their appearance, yet no one can defy the passage of time. Even those who seem to age slowly over decades cannot hide their signs of aging once they reach eighty.

Xuan Qingzi appeared only sixty, yet was actually eighty-two. What kind of immortal was this?

Mu Wan studied Liu Qianxiu’s features closely. He was six or seven years older than her, yet in reality, he looked much like men her own age.

Mu Wan raised her hand and brushed his cheek. “Will you stay this young forever?”

A soft sigh escaped his throat as Liu Qianxiu clasped her hand.

“My future is spent entirely with you.” He kissed her fingertips, a faint smile touching his lips. “See for yourself.”

His kisses made her fingers tingle, and his words stirred something deep within her. Mu Wan laughed, meeting his dark eyes. She shifted, wanting to climb up to his level. The moment she moved, he caught her waist and pulled her close.

His future was spent with her. How long would that future last?

Mu Wan cupped his cheeks with both hands, leaning down to kiss him. Their soft lips entwined, a gentle breeze unable to dispel their tenderness. She kissed him lightly, a soft laugh escaping her lips.

“Liu Qianxiu,” she murmured, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly. “Do you have pre-wedding jitters? Is that why you brought me to this Taoist temple to meditate and clear my mind?”

His fingers tangled in her hair as he gazed directly into her eyes, his expression heavy with tenderness and adoration.

“Afraid of what?”

Afraid... She didn’t know what she was afraid of, either.

She licked her lips and asked, “Aren’t you afraid?”

Her voice was soft and sweet. Her hair fell over her ears, a slant of sunlight filtering through the dark strands beside her ear, illuminating her cheek with a soft, delicate glow.

“Mhm.” Liu Qianxiu nodded, his smile breaking through like sunlight piercing a valley.

“I fear you won’t marry me.”

Mu Wan rested her head against his chest. His words vibrated against her skin as she listened to his heartbeat, and she smiled.

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Mu Wan returned to her room, where the light from the main hall shone through the window. The flickering lamplight cast elongated shadows on the square tiles outside the hall—three shadows, though she couldn’t tell which one belonged to Liu Qianxiu. She sat on the bed watching for a while, barely turning two pages of her book before drowsiness overtook her. She fell asleep clutching the book.

After an unknown period, Liu Qianxiu returned. The night air was chilly, and he carried a hint of that coolness with him, along with the rich scent of sandalwood incense from the main hall. Mu Wan inhaled the fragrance, and her body, warmed by sleep, rolled into his embrace.

The contact between their contrasting temperatures sent a shiver through both of them. Half-asleep, Mu Wan clung to him and murmured, “You’re back.”

“Mhm.” Liu Qianxiu raised his hand to touch her cheek, but hesitated, aware his fingers were too cold. He pulled the thin blanket over her instead. Lying on his side, he held her close in his arms.

Sandalwood had a calming effect. Mu Wan wanted to say more to Liu Qianxiu, but drowsiness overwhelmed her, and she eventually drifted off. They had all the time in the world; why rush to speak tonight?

Breathing in the faint, lingering scent of sandalwood, Mu Wan slept exceptionally soundly and comfortably. She went to bed early and woke early. Upon waking, she shifted slightly beneath the thin blanket. The bed retained some warmth, but he was no longer there.

Opening her eyes, Mu Wan surveyed her surroundings. Coming to her senses, she rose from the bed.

It was only 6:30 a.m. The sun rose early in the mountains, bringing light quickly, yet the air held a dampness that gathered into thick fog. Mist swirled and rose as Mu Wan stood outside the hall, gazing at the divine statue within the main sanctuary. She heard the sound of sweeping outside.

Mu Wan stepped outside. The fog was thick there, too. Looking up, she could only make out the peaks of the opposite mountain range. The air felt damp, as if rain were imminent.

“Sister, you’re awake?” The weather had turned cooler, and leaves were beginning to fall. Qing Chan wore a Taoist robe, her hair tied in a bun. At her feet, a small broom had already gathered a pile of fallen leaves. His small frame stood straight and tall as he held the broom and smiled at Mu Wan.

“You’re up so early?” Mu Wan approached and pinched his cheek. They were much closer now than before; Qingchan let her pinch him, his little face flushed rosy.

“We must rise at six for morning practice,” Qingchan replied. “Master has gone to the bamboo grove for his morning practice. Junior Brother is by the cliffside—I took you to see him last time.”

Muwan heard this and felt a strong urge to find Liu Qianxiu. But she remembered how warm his sleeping spot still felt when she rose—he must have left only recently.

“Are you going to find Junior Brother?” Qingchan asked, tilting his head when she fell silent.

“No,” Mu Wan smiled, tugging at his topknot. “Do you still have the broom? I’ll help you sweep the fallen leaves.”

Having company naturally pleased Qingchan. Though he’d been a Taoist novice at the temple since childhood, he still retained a childlike nature, unlike Liu Qianxiu and Xuan Qingzi, who were reserved and aloof.

But they’d only swept together for a short while when a light rain began to fall. Qingchan picked up the broom, frowned, and took Mu Wan’s hand. “Sister, I’ll go bring Master an umbrella. You go bring Junior Brother one.”

Having a reason to visit Liu Qianxiu, Mu Wan readily agreed. After she nodded, Qing Chan handed her an oil-paper umbrella. Holding it open, Mu Wan hurried along the path toward the cliff edge.

The rain fell neither too hard nor too soft, pattering rhythmically on the oil-paper umbrella. Drops pooled together, trickling down onto the wild grasses by the path. Mu Wan quickened her pace and soon reached the cliff’s edge.

Liu Qianxiu sat cross-legged in meditation at the cliff’s edge, his tall, lean silhouette facing away. His blue Taoist robe was already half-soaked.

“Liu Qianxiu,” Mu Wan called out.

Liu Qianxiu snapped back to awareness, turning his head. His eyes, once hazy like distant mountain mists, gradually sharpened as he looked at her. He rose from the cushion. Mu Wan stepped forward, extending her arm to steady him.

He was too tall, and Mu Wan struggled slightly to support him. Liu Qianxiu gripped her waist with one hand while the other grasped the umbrella handle, taking it from her.

Raindrops slid down the man’s face. His cold, pale skin made the droplets look icy. Mu Wan frowned deeply, wiping his face as she said, “Didn’t you know it was raining?”

Liu Qianxiu took her hand. Their palms met—his was dry and cool.

Liu Qianxiu looked up at the falling rain and said, “It’s getting heavier.”

“You didn’t know it was raining?” Mu Wan laughed incredulously, her hand still held in his. She tilted her head back to look at him. “Nothing in the outside world can shake your pure heart, right?”

A fine misty rain fell, shrouding the cliff walls and the pine and cypress trees on the mountain in a haze, like a fairyland—a gentle breeze swept by. Liu Qianxiu lowered his gaze slightly, meeting her eyes.

“Yes.” He lowered his head to kiss her lips softly, murmuring, “The only thing that can shake my heart is you.”

The fine rain seemed laced with honey, even the cool breeze carrying a sweetness. Mu Wan tilted her head back to look at him, her eyes crinkling with laughter. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.

Even clad in his Taoist robes, he remained utterly captivating.

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Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife Chapter 615

~ BLOOD HAS NOT YET RUN COLD ~

To scheme against the Li family and Beijiang, a large sum of silver had to be mobilized. After thinking it through for a long while, Mu Yunyao left the palace and went to Ni Yun Fang.

Caiyi and the others, following her instructions, carried the recent account books upstairs. After taking a sip from her teacup, Mu Yunyao quickly flipped through them. The room was very quiet, the abacus beads clicking crisply as they struck one another.

After reviewing most of the ledgers, Mu Yunyao carefully considered the exact amount of silver required. She was fairly satisfied with the figure. Then she lifted her gaze to Liu Liang.

“Liu Liang, is there any news from Qi Ming?”

“Reporting to Master, Qi Ming still hasn’t sent any word. However, regarding Yi Bao Xuan, this subordinate discovered someone quietly altering the account books.”

“The account books kept at Yi Bao Xuan are already edited versions. The real ledgers are all stored at Ni Yun Fang. If the Li family wants to change them, let them change them. Ignore it.” A thought stirred in Mu Yunyao’s mind, and she suddenly asked, “Liu Liang, do you know anything about Beijiang?”

Liu Liang jerked his head up, his eyes trembling sharply. “Miss, why do you suddenly ask about Beijiang?”

Mu Yunyao studied his expression, and her heart gained a few points of certainty. From Liu Liang’s reaction, her earlier guess had been right. This man was very likely from Beijiang.

“You’ve seen it yourself. The Li family is entangled with the royal court of Beijiang. I thought it would be useful to understand more. Besides, in a little over half a month, Beijiang’s envoys will arrive in the Da Li Dynasty.”

Beijiang’s envoys?

Liu Liang lowered his head. His gaze became even more hollow. After a long pause, he tightened his grip on the sword at his side, and only then did his expression gradually return to normal.

“This subordinate knows a bit about Beijiang. Beijiang’s current king is Helian Ye, the second son of the previous king. He is skilled at commanding troops, domineering by nature, and extremely ambitious. He has two full brothers, Helian Chu and Helian Tan. These three brothers trust one another and joined hands to eliminate all the other royal offspring. After Helian Ye became king, he rewarded his two brothers heavily. Inside Beijiang, there are three kings standing side by side. But outwardly, the brothers are exceptionally united, always plotting to bite off a chunk of flesh from the Da Li Dynasty…”

Mu Yunyao watched Liu Liang. His voice was still unhurried, much like usual, but if one listened closely, a faint, hard-to-detect disgust could be heard within it.

Under Mu Yunyao’s gaze, Liu Liang’s expression turned tense. “Master, do you have any orders?”

“None. I didn’t expect you to know Beijiang’s royal family in such depth.”

Liu Liang parted his lips, wanting to speak. But when his eyes met Mu Yunyao’s clear gaze, a gaze that seemed able to see through everything, his heart sank little by little. His mouth filled with bitterness.

Miss was so intelligent. From his expression and his words, she had likely already guessed at his origins. If she learned his true identity, would she still be willing to keep him?

He remembered that life when he was like a walking corpse. Then he looked at Mu Yunyao before him. Liu Liang’s face slowly turned pale. He wanted to stay by her side, even if he could only keep a humble posture, even if he could only see her occasionally and receive nothing more than her calm glance.

He was willing.

Because only at her side did he feel alive, feel that his heart could still beat, feel that his blood had not yet grown cold.

Seeing him kneeling with his head lowered, his eyes empty as though the whole world had cast him away, Mu Yunyao could not help but soften.

“I only made a passing remark. Don’t think too much. I told you long ago that as long as you don’t wish to speak, I will forever regard you as Liu Liang and won’t ask about your true identity. Of course, it’s still the same. If you want to leave, I won’t force you to stay. If there’s anything you need my help with, as long as it’s within my ability, I will certainly help you accomplish it.”

Joy surged through Liu Liang’s heart, and color slowly returned to his hollow gaze. “I want to stay by my master’s side, to be your subordinate for a lifetime.”

Mu Yunyao joked as if amused. “Then I’ve truly struck gold. I only spent six liang of silver back then, and I got a whole mountain of gold for free.”

Liu Liang looked a little at a loss. Staring at Mu Yunyao’s smile, he tried hard to lift the corners of his mouth, but he’d worn a blank face for too long, and the smile came out stiff and unnatural. He struggled for quite some time, then looked up only to find Mu Yunyao had already returned to her ledgers.

After Mu Yunyao finished checking the accounts, she carefully ran through her plan again and again, confirming there were no real gaps. Then she spoke.

“Liu Liang, once the Beijiang envoys arrive, the plans I’ve laid out can begin. Be careful. The moment you sense anything off, withdraw immediately. Do not take even the slightest risk.”

“Yes. Please rest assured, Master.”

At court, the news that Beijiang’s envoys were about to reach the capital stirred waves of commotion. The civil officials did not feel it as deeply, but among the military officials, the moment Beijiang was mentioned, none did grit their teeth in hatred.

Many places in Beijiang were still uncivilized, yet their fighting strength was terrifyingly fierce, especially their cavalry. Beijiang men grew up with horses. Driven by their environment, they lived on horseback from childhood. Once grown, their control of a mount could be called instinctive. Moreover, Beijiang men were tall and powerful. A hundred-man cavalry unit wielding heavy long blades, charging in formation, sweeping through like whistling steel, left nothing but blood and ruin in their wake. Even a thousand men found it hard to get close.

And Beijiang people were brutal by nature. Once they broke into a village, they took everything they could carry. Whatever they could not carry, they burned on the spot. The slaughter of entire villages was common, and even infants and small children were spared nothing. Prisoners who fell into Beijiang’s hands rarely survived.

“Your Majesty, this humble minister believes the Da Li Dynasty is a land of rites and propriety. Since they come as guests, we should receive Beijiang’s envoys well and let them experience our customs and people.”

“This humble minister agrees. Your Majesty, between nations, envoys are not slain. No matter what Beijiang has done in the past, sending envoys first shows an intent to befriend us. The Da Li Dynasty must not lose face by quibbling with a barbarous small state.”

Most civil officials supported taking this opportunity to befriend Beijiang, but the military officials fiercely opposed it.

“Speak of rites with Beijiang? Why don’t you ask the wronged souls of Da Li Dynasty’s common people who died beneath Beijiang blades and hooves whether they agree? Why don’t you ask the fallen soldiers who fought Beijiang on the battlefield, whether they agree?”

“Your Majesty, this humble minister has led troops against Beijiang for years and understands their nature well. They are born to plunder, with ambition beyond measure. Their visit this time is certainly not well-intentioned. Please issue an edict to strengthen defenses.”

Before long, civil and military officials were shouting themselves into a single chaotic mass.

The Emperor coughed once. Xu Li quickly stepped forward and shouted, “Silence!”

The officials immediately knelt to salute. “We beg Your Majesty’s pardon.”

The Emperor coughed twice, then looked down at Ling Wang and Yu Wang. “Do you have any good ideas?”

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Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife Chapter 614

~ A PILLOW DELIVERED RIGHT WHEN SHE NEEDED ONE ~

The Third Prince’s personal guard stood to the side, not daring to make a sound. Ever since being placed under house arrest, His Royal Highness Jin Wang had become moody and unpredictable. A few days ago, he had even ordered the beating death of a maid who washed his feet, simply because the water she brought was a bit too hot. The entire Third Prince’s residence had been plunged into a stifling gloom.

After a long while, the Third Prince finally calmed down and gave a low, heavy order, “Prepare brush and ink. I’m going to write a letter of repentance to my Imperial Father.”

Since his eyes had already recovered, it was only a matter of time before his legs stood again. The struggle for the throne had reached a critical point. He could not afford to be cast aside. Otherwise, he would never again be able to touch that lofty position.

Do kings and nobles truly have a fixed fate? Even more so for imperial sons. They were all his Imperial Father’s sons. There was no reason the throne had to fall into the hands of Leng Wang or Yu Wang. He would stake everything and fight for it.

“Yes.” The guard quickly raised the writing tools, while the Third Prince continued flipping through the booklet.

His mood was strangely buoyant, but when he reached the section about the banquet, he froze in shock.

“The Li family accused Yue Wang of not being the Emperor’s child?”

The guard nodded. “Yes. They even dragged Eldest Princess Yide into it. But His Majesty didn’t believe it at all. He executed the witness on the spot, then declared before all officials that Yue Wang would forever be his son. And the accusation also targeted Eldest Princess Yide, claiming she deliberately concealed Yue Wang’s identity, intending to confuse the imperial bloodline.”

“Hahahaha!” Hearing what Leng Wang and the Li family had done, the Third Prince burst into loud laughter. “Ling Wang is truly a fool!”

Eldest Princess Yide’s status was far too special. As an Eldest Princess, she had supported the Emperor all the way to the throne. Her bond with his Imperial Father ran extraordinarily deep. Unless someone were tired of living, no one would ever test Eldest Princess Yide’s limits.

The guard lowered his head and waited silently.

Suddenly, the Third Prince’s lips twitched. His gaze locked onto a date, and the air around him turned instantly dark and oppressive.

“The eighteenth day of the first lunar month…”

“His Majesty has already issued an edict granting a marriage between His Royal Highness Yue Wang and Wen Xian County Princess. The wedding date is set for the eighteenth day of the first lunar month.”

The Third Prince narrowed his eyes. After a long silence, he swiftly spread out the paper and began to write.

Three days later, a thick, ten-thousand-character letter of repentance was delivered to the Emperor’s desk.

In the letter, the Third Prince admitted his past crimes without reservation and expressed profound remorse. He began with his childhood memories and wrote through his blindness and the reflection he endured in darkness. Every word was sincere, every line heart-stirring. It was said that after the Emperor finished reading, he wept. Ignoring Xu Li’s attempts to dissuade him, he left the palace and went to the Third Prince’s residence in person.

Mu Yunyao sat before a bronze mirror, leisurely combing her hair and choosing which hairpin to wear.

At her side, Jin Qiao described everything with vivid animation. “Miss, it’s spread all over outside. They say when His Majesty arrived at the Third Prince’s residence, he found the Third Prince hugging one of His Majesty’s old garments and crying. It was the perfect picture of tears and snot everywhere. When he saw His Majesty, he was so overwhelmed that he toppled straight out of his chair. That old garment was from years ago, when Jin Wang fell ill, and His Majesty stayed up all night to care for him. His Majesty changed clothes the next morning before court, and the Third Prince has carefully kept that garment ever since.”

As Jin Qiao spoke, she could not help pursing her lips. It hadn’t sounded that strange when she first heard it, but repeating it now made it feel oddly unsettling. And besides, to keep clothing from so many years ago, the Third Prince’s mind truly planned far into the distance.

Mu Yunyao’s lips curled slightly. “His Royal Highness the Third Prince should be excited.” But that excitement was not for the Emperor’s visit. It was for the fact that he had finally regained his sight.

“And there’s more, Miss. They say His Royal Highness the Third Prince hasn’t cared about tea or food these days and spends every day repenting. He hasn’t shaved, hasn’t changed clothes. Add in his tear-soaked garments, and he looks miserable beyond belief. His Majesty was furious and punished the servants who were caring for him on the spot. He also said that before you and His Royal Highness Yue Wang marry, he will restore the Third Prince’s Jin Wang title. After all, as the elder brother, having no rank at all wouldn’t be appropriate. Now, many officials are watching to see whether the Third Prince’s legs can recover. Compared to supporting a stubborn, reckless Leng Wang, or a rigid, unbending Yu Wang, they’d rather support Jin Wang.”

Mu Yunyao selected a Danyang pearl-hanging hairpin and gently inserted it into her hair. After examining it for a moment, she nodded with satisfaction. “How has Ling Wang reacted?”

“Reporting to Miss, Ling Wang Manor was very quiet at first.”

Mu Yunyao raised a brow. “Quiet?” Even if he didn’t fly into a rage, Ling Wang should be looking for a way to deal with Jin Wang, to keep him from disrupting the crucial matter of selecting the Crown Prince. How could it be quiet?

“From the time His Majesty went to the Third Prince’s residence to now, three days have passed. Leng Wang only had a few people spread rumors. It doesn’t resemble the Li family’s usual style at all.” Jin Qiao was equally puzzled. “Could it be they think the Third Prince has no hope of fighting for the throne, so they’re letting him be and not bothering to deal with him?”

Mu Yunyao gave a soft laugh. “If Ling Wang could truly see things as far as you do, then this year’s Crown Prince selection might succeed without any need for deliberate courting.”

Just then, Jin Lan entered carrying a teacup. “Miss, news has just come from outside the palace. Beijiang has dispatched envoys. In a little over half a month, they’ll arrive in the capital.”

Mu Yunyao’s eyes trembled violently. She lifted her head at once. “What did you say? Beijiang has sent envoys?”

“Yes.”

By the count, the last time the two nations exchanged envoys was more than ten years ago. In recent years, relations between the Da Li Dynasty and Beijiang had grown increasingly tense. In the past few years, the Beijiang cavalry repeatedly harassed the Da Li Dynasty’s borderlands, forcing many people to abandon the frontier and move to nearby cities to survive. Even so, many still died every year. Of course, Beijiang suffered casualties as well.

The two nations had long become bitter enemies. Now, envoys arriving at this moment inevitably made one think of the Li family.

Mu Yunyao suddenly remembered something else. “Wait. If Beijiang’s envoys arrive in a little over half a month, won’t that coincide exactly with the timing of selecting the Crown Prince?”

“Yes. No one knows whether it will have an impact,” Jin Lan said, nodding.

“If this Beijiang mission truly has ties to the Li family, then this Crown Prince selection probably won’t succeed.” Mu Yunyao spoke while slowly curling her lips into a smile.

Jin Qiao looked confused. “Miss, haven’t you always hoped Yu Wang would become Crown Prince? Why do you not look anxious at all, and instead seem happy?”

Mu Yunyao’s smile deepened. “Selecting the Crown Prince is something His Majesty already has in mind. Early or late doesn’t make much difference. But Beijiang’s envoys are a different matter. That requires careful planning.”

She and Yue Wang had been planning to trap the Li family and Beijiang together. But Beijiang was far away, and messages were hard to send back and forth. Just getting the Third Prince and Beijiang to connect was already difficult, let alone anything beyond that.

Now, Beijiang’s envoys were walking right up to their doorstep.

It was truly the perfect pillow delivered at the exact moment she needed one, and she intended to seize the opportunity with both hands.

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~ ONLY WHEN YOU LOSE SOMETHING DO YOU LEARN TO CHERISH IT ~

Imperial Concubine Li’s face twisted upon hearing Mu Yunyao’s words. If she could find the person who poisoned her, why go through all this trouble? She would have seized them long ago for interrogation and demanded the antidote. Moreover, with such a vicious poison, whether an antidote even existed was uncertain. “Yunyao, is there truly no other way to counter this ‘Scratching Beauty’s Face’ poison?”

Mu Yunyao shook her head. “No.”

Imperial Concubine Li bit her lip hard, the last glimmer of hope fading from her eyes. “I understand. Thank you both for today. I shall send a token of my gratitude in due course.”

“Your Royal Highness, there’s no need for formalities.”

After the disheartened Imperial Concubine Li departed with her entourage, Poisonous Lady winked at Mu Yunyao: “Did you deliberately steer her toward the Northern Frontier?”

Mu Yunyao feigned confusion: “I merely examined her pulse as usual. What are you implying?”

“I’ve never heard of this ‘Scratching Beauty’s Face Poison’ before, or of flowers being poisonous while the leaves provide the antidote. Your Royal Highness, where did you find such miraculous herbs? Bring them over so I can see them and broaden my horizons?” Poisonous Lady said, reaching out to tickle Mu Yunyao.

Mu Yunyao quickly pleaded for mercy. “Alright, alright, I admit I was wrong. I’ll tell you the truth—I did indeed want to implicate Imperial Concubine Li with the Northern Frontier.”

“Why? Could it be you suspect the Li family has ties to the Northern Frontier?” Poisonous Lady pondered inwardly. Though Mu Yunyao occasionally used poisons, she never abused them. To fabricate a lie about poison like this today, and to deceive none other than the Imperial Concubine, was utterly unheard of.

“Not suspicion, but I’m certain. The Li family secretly maintains ties with the Northern Frontier royal family.”

Poisonous Lady couldn’t help but frown. “Are the Li family plotting treason?”

“That remains to be seen. The matter runs too deep. It requires time to unravel bit by bit. My earlier misdirection of Imperial Concubine Li served two purposes: first, to probe her reactions— to see if her expression changed when the Northern Frontier was mentioned. Secondly, it was to provoke her into action. For years, the Li family has supported Ling Wang in the front court, gathering court officials and building strength. Meanwhile, the Imperial Concubine Li has controlled Palace affairs in the inner quarters, managing the Emperor’s harem and even meddling with the Internal Affairs Department. If the Li family truly harbors treasonous intentions, the consequences are truly alarming.”

Poisonous Lady nodded. “Rest assured about Imperial Concubine Li. With me here, the imperial physicians won’t diagnose her symptoms before you speak. Her rash will persist indefinitely. Once she returns, she’ll certainly question the physicians. I’ll also reach out to several physicians I know, enriching their knowledge of poisons to ensure not a single flaw.”

Mu Yunyao smiled and nodded. “Good. Thank you for your efforts.”

“Between us, there’s no need for such formalities.”

After returning, Imperial Concubine Li summoned physicians to inquire about treatment. Some claimed ignorance, while others suddenly seemed enlightened, describing the “Scratching Beauty’s Face Poison” with astonishing detail—even vividly depicting the appearance of the flowers. With all hope of a happy ending gone, Imperial Concubine Li immediately dispatched a message to the Li family, pleading for their assistance in uncovering the truth.

As the birth mother of Ling Wang, Imperial Concubine Li was the sole pillar holding her own against Imperial Concubine Qi in the imperial harem. The Li family could not abandon her now. They secretly contacted the Northern Frontier, demanding an explanation. This poison was unheard of. Even the Imperial Physicians possessed limited knowledge of it. In the Dali Dynasty, it had never been mentioned before. Its sudden appearance on Imperial Concubine Li’s face immediately led the Li family to suspect the Northern Frontier.

The Li family’s atmosphere was exceptionally gloomy due to the investigation into their trade routes and the incident involving Imperial Concubine Li. In stark contrast, the Third Prince’s residence held a completely different mood. A middle-aged physician carefully removed the bandage covering Ning Jun Jin’s eyes: “Your Royal Highness, the poison has damaged your eyes. Even if your sight is restored, it will be exceptionally fragile and requires careful protection. You must avoid exertion for the next few days.”

The Third Prince clenched his fists tightly, struggling to contain his emotions. Only when the gauze was fully removed and the blinding light flooded in did he abruptly relax. He turned his head to survey his surroundings, his eyes shining with an unusual brilliance. The man who never showed his feelings was now radiant with ecstasy: “I can see! I can see!”

The middle-aged physician smiled with confidence. “Of course. I promised Your Royal Highness I would fulfill my pledge and restore your sight.”

Overwhelmed with joy, the Third Prince stammered, “Doctor Gu, I shall never forget the kindness you showed me today in treating my eyes. I will repay you generously in the future.”

“No need for repayment. I admire Your Royal Highness’s character and have heard of Your Royal Highness’s achievements in Jiangnan. It pained me to see you misunderstood, condemned to a lifetime in darkness. Restoring your sight was only the beginning. Your leg ailment is severe and will require considerable time and some hardship to treat.”

Ning Jun Jin now trusted this Divine Doctor Gu implicitly. Hearing this, he immediately nodded. “Thank you, Divine Doctor. As long as you can restore my legs to normal, I can endure any hardship.”

“Your Royal Highness is too kind. I shall retire now to prepare the herbs and see what else is needed.”

“Very well.”

Once the Divine Doctor Gu withdrew, the Third Prince could no longer contain his joy. His eyes greedily took in the surrounding scenery. Having lost it once, he now realized how precious the things he’d once taken for granted truly were. He tentatively touched his eyelids, his face contorted with ecstatic delight.

His personal guard waited quietly by his side. Only when the Third Prince had calmed somewhat did he speak: “Your Royal Highness, as you instructed, I’ve been monitoring court affairs and maintaining detailed daily records. Please review them.”

The Third Prince snapped back to attention. His brow furrowed sharply at the contents of the ledger. “Father is determined to appoint a Crown Prince before year’s end, bypassing the officials’ objections. Did Eldest Imperial Brother propose this idea?”

“Yes.”

“Hmph. Does he think he can single-handedly prop up the heavens now that I’m no longer obstructing him in court? Utterly delusional! And Yu Wang and Yue Wang, as expected, the barking dogs are the ones that bite. Those two have secretly joined forces, and from the start, they’ve subtly gained the Imperial Father’s support. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil. How are our contacts progressing?”

The guard’s expression turned troubled: “Your Royal Highness, I followed your orders to contact the court officials. However, nearly all of them refused to see me. As for the remaining few...”

The Third Prince’s expression turned cold: “What about the remaining few?”

“Even those who did meet with me only offered scornful remarks. Not a single one showed any intention of aligning with us again.”

“When I was in power, they all fawned and curried favor. Now that I’ve faced misfortune for a few days, they’ve forgotten how they once groveled and begged. Should I rise again, I shall make them all...” The murderous intent in the Third Prince’s eyes nearly solidified into substance, lingering for a long moment before gradually dissipating.

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~ SCRATCHING THE BEAUTY’S FACE ~

Seeing Mu Yunyao’s distant yet haughty expression, Imperial Concubine Li couldn’t help but recall the banquet earlier, where she had accused Mu Yunyao of secretly harming the Emperor. Yet now she found herself begging before her, feeling utterly humiliated.

She lifted her gaze to Grand Princess Yi De, her lips tightening slightly. Earlier, when the Grand Princess had instructed her to rise, she had stubbornly remained seated to demonstrate her sincerity. Now, she found herself unable to stand, forced to kneel before Mu Yunyao. The humiliation made her wish the ground would swallow her whole, while her resentment toward both women grew ever more intense.

Mu Yunyao naturally perceived Imperial Concubine Li’s thoughts, yet showed no intention of acknowledging them. She lowered her eyes slightly, waiting for Imperial Concubine Li to respond.

After a long pause, Imperial Concubine Li finally spoke: “Yunyao, some time ago, I mistakenly consumed something that caused my face to break out in a rash. The Palace Physicians treated me for a long time with no improvement. If anything, the rash grew worse. I’ve heard your medical skill surpasses even theirs, so I sought an audience with the Grand Princess to ask for your help in treating me.”

Mu Yunyao studied the Imperial Concubine’s features closely. She wore a veil that revealed only her forehead and eyes. Now, the area around her forehead and eyes was a deep crimson. At first glance, it might have been mistaken for a natural flush, but upon closer inspection, it became clear that the skin was covered in a dense cluster of tiny rashes. The sight sent a chill down one’s spine.

“My medical skills are limited. I’m afraid I cannot assist Your Royal Highness.”

Hearing this, Imperial Concubine Li grew anxious. “Yunyao, I know I’ve offended you before. Even publicly questioned your medical skills. But I was only concerned for His Majesty’s health, not targeting you personally. Later, I learned from the Imperial Physicians of your remarkable skill and have truly admired you since. That’s why I sought you out at Yuhua Palace. I beg you, as your elder, to help treat her.”

Fearing Mu Yunyao might refuse outright, the Imperial Concubine had no choice but to invoke seniority.

Grand Princess Yi De frowned upon hearing this: “Lady Li, I knew you were arrogant and overbearing, but I didn’t realize you also enjoyed bullying others with your status. You claim to be Yunyao’s elder, so you can disregard her wishes and force her to treat your facial rash. But I am also your elder. Does that mean I can disregard your wishes and force you to do things as well?”

Imperial Concubine Li’s face drained of color as she shook her head repeatedly in apology. “Your Royal Highness, I spoke without thinking. I beg your forgiveness. These past days have been agonizing, and my frustration has made me rash. Please forgive my thoughtless words.”

After hearing her words, Grand Princess Yi De’s slightly furrowed brow did not relax, her expression still carrying a trace of anger.

Recalling what Grand Princess Yi De had said earlier, Imperial Concubine Li gritted her teeth before turning to Mu Yunyao. She bowed slightly: “Yunyao, I spoke out of turn earlier...”

Mu Yunyao hastily stepped back, declining the bow. Instead, she agreed readily: “Your Royal Highness needn’t trouble yourself. I agree to treat you, though my medical skills are limited, and I cannot promise a cure. I have a friend named Poisonous Lady—the one who previously presented the plague remedy. You’ve likely heard of her. Her medical and poison arts are profound. If you trust me, I can seek her assistance.”

Imperial Concubine Li was overjoyed: “That would be most excellent. Yun Yao, thank you.” “Though her heart burned with fury, hearing Mu Yunyao agree made her feel her endurance had not been in vain.

Mu Yunyao smiled and nodded. “Then please, Imperial Concubine, proceed to the side hall. Carefully wash your cheeks with clean water. I see your face appears to have been treated with medicine. For a more accurate diagnosis, it would be best to cleanse it thoroughly.”

Imperial Concubine Li hastily nodded. “Very well, I’ll go now.”

After Imperial Concubine Li withdrew, Mu Yunyao turned to Grand Princess Yi De. “Thank you for keeping her here today, Grandmother.”

“It’s fortunate you mentioned wanting to investigate why Imperial Concubine Li could bear children. Otherwise, I never would have allowed her to enter the gates of Yuhua Palace.”

Mu Yunyao’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “Then, Grandmother, I’ll go to the side hall to take a look.”

“Go ahead.”

Mu Yunyao had the Poisonous Lady summoned, and the two of them entered the side hall together to examine Imperial Concubine Li. After taking turns examining her pulse, they exchanged a glance and shook their heads slightly. Neither detected any abnormalities in Imperial Concubine Li’s pulse. It seemed they would have to look for clues among Li Qingzhou’s other sons.

Seeing Mu Yunyao remain silent for a long time after taking her pulse, Imperial Concubine Li couldn’t help but feel anxious. “Yunyao, what exactly is causing this rash on my face?”

“If I’m not mistaken, Your Royal Highness did indeed consume something poisonous,” Mu Yunyao replied. “The toxin you’ve ingested is called ‘Scratching Beauty’s Face.’ This poison originates from the Northern Frontier and is extracted from a rare plant. It’s exceedingly scarce and rarely found within the Dalì Dysnaty. Do you recall what you ate that led to your current condition?” After speaking, Mu Yunyao carefully studied Imperial Concubine Li’s expression. Yet upon hearing this, her countenance remained unchanged, showing no extra emotion—only concern for her own face.

“Yunyao, how might this poison be countered? Are you confident in a solution?” Mu Yuanyao wondered inwardly: Could it be that the Imperial Concubine Li was unaware of the Li family’s ties to the Northern Frontier? Or was her disguise so perfect that even she couldn’t detect a single flaw?

“Your Royal Highness, this poison could be considered extremely easy to counter or utterly impossible.”

“How can that be?” Extremely easy to cure and impossible to cure—wasn’t that a contradiction?

“It’s considered easy to cure because the plants used to extract the ‘Scratching Beauty’s Face’ poison are extraordinary. The flowers are poisonous, but the leaves and stems are the antidote. Crucially, it must be the exact plant material used to make the poison. Any substitute is ineffective. Typically, when concocting the poison, practitioners collect a portion of the leftover branches and leaves as a precaution, destroying the rest. Some leave no antidote at all. This allows them to watch the victim suffer a fate worse than death, for there is nothing left to counteract the poison—truly, it is unsolvable.”

After hearing this, Imperial Concubine Li turned deathly pale. “You... you mean this is true?”

“This poison is extremely rare. The Imperial Physicians likely never considered it. However, Your Royal Highness needs only inquire directly—they will surely recall it upon being asked.”

Imperial Concubine Li eyed Mu Yunyao suspiciously. If so many physicians had failed to identify it, how could she have recognized it at a glance? Could it be... she was the one who administered the poison?

Noticing the Imperial Concubine’s suspicion, Mu Yunyao maintained her smile: “Your Royal Highness, if you wish to find an antidote, it would be best to locate the person who administered the poison. That might offer some hope.”

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~ WHEN YOU ASK FOR HELP, YOU MUST HAVE THE RIGHT ATTITUDE ~

Mu Yunyao returned to the Yuhua Palace, and Poisonous Lady immediately sought her out: “There’s news from Jin Wang. His eyesight is starting to improve, albeit faintly. I plan to restore his sight first. We can’t rush his legs; healing them all at once would be too easy on him. Moreover, I specifically ordered that his treatment be made as painful as possible. That way, his resentment will only deepen.”

“Mhm.” Mu Yunyao suppressed a smile and nodded. With his sight restored, Jin Wang would surely be unable to resist stirring up trouble in the process of electing the Crown Prince.

After speaking, Poisonous Lady suddenly stood up, leaned close to Mu Yunyao, and reached out to rub her cheek. She narrowed her eyes, adopting an interrogative expression: “Didn’t you go to Ni Yun Fang today to embroider your wedding dress?”

“Yes, why?”

“Then why are there marks on your cheeks? They look like they were left from sleeping too deeply, and Yue Wang accompanied you out. Tell me carefully, what exactly happened?” As Poisonous Lady spoke, her tone had grown icy. Even if it were Yue Wang, if he had bullied Mu Yunyao, she would certainly help her get revenge.

Understanding the implication, Mu Yunyao flushed crimson and hurriedly pressed her to sit down. “What are you thinking? Do I seem like someone who lacks boundaries?”

“How should I know? Many women seem utterly intelligent, yet when it comes to matters of the heart, they become completely different people. Just like I was back then. I was so clever before, yet in the end, I was blindly infatuated with that man surnamed Han.” Poisonous Lady’s tone was thick with contempt, as if she longed to return to the past and slap that foolish version of herself awake.

“I’ve been so exhausted these past few days. I fell asleep on the way back. This pressure mark must have been left by accident.”

“Oh, that’s good then.” Poisonous Lady nodded. She, too, believed Mu Yunyao wouldn’t let herself suffer any loss.



As the two were talking, Jin Lan hurried in: “Miss, Imperial Concubine Li has come to seek an audience.”



“Imperial Concubine Li?” Mu Yunyao’s brows furrowed. “Wasn’t she confined to her quarters?”



“Yes, but after you left the Palace, Imperial Concubine Li petitioned the Emperor directly. The injuries on her face are too severe—the imperial physicians are at a loss and still haven’t identified the cause. She wishes to seek your assistance.” When she went to see him, many court officials were present. Ling Wang and Prime Minister Li pleaded on her behalf. The Emperor had no choice. Though he didn’t order you to treat her, he also didn’t extend her confinement.”

Before Mu Yunyao could respond, Poisonous Lady sneered coldly: “Hmph. She accused you of ulterior motives at the banquet, and now she dares to beg you to treat her face? Her shamelessness knows no bounds—I’d say she’s beyond redemption. Yunyao, pay her no mind. Even if you help someone like her, you’ll likely end up fearing she’ll turn on you in the end.”

Mu Yunyao smiled faintly, gesturing for her to calm down. “Rest assured, I won’t agree lightly. But she is the Imperial Concubine, and she’s sought help at the Yuhua Palace. Since I’m in the Palace, I should see her. I’ll head over first. Don’t speak recklessly—walls have ears. I might need your help later.”

Poisonous Lady blinked in surprise. “You’re asking for my help? You wouldn’t actually be thinking of repaying evil with kindness and treating Imperial Concubine Li’s rash, would you?”

Mu Yunyao shot her a look. “Have you forgotten what I asked you to investigate? Now we have the chance to examine Imperial Concubine Li’s pulse personally. Don’t you want to see for yourself why she’s the only one among Li Qingzhou’s offspring capable of bearing children?”

The Poisonous Lady suddenly understood and nodded eagerly. “Then call me over later to examine her pulse.” Worst case, she’d do as she had with Jin Wang—first treat her to make her better, then treat her to kill her. She had experience with that.

“Agreed.”

In the main hall of Yuhua Palace, Imperial Concubine Li knelt on the floor, her face concealed by a thick veil. She kept her head bowed, weeping incessantly. “Your Royal Highness, I beg you, you must help me, you must help me.”

The Grand Princess Yi De sat regally above, holding a finely crafted handwarmer. Her expression remained impassive, devoid of any flicker of emotion. “Imperial Concubine Li, pleading with me is futile. After all, I know nothing of medicine.”

Imperial Concubine Li raised her head, timidly glancing at the Grand Princess Yi De. “Your Royal Highness, I wish to ask Princess Wenxian for help, so...”

“If you want Yunyao’s assistance, then go plead with her yourself. Though I am her maternal grandmother, I cannot make decisions for her.” The Grand Princess Yi De’s expression grew even colder. If you want help, you must have the right attitude. Why come to me if you want Yunyao’s assistance?

Imperial Concubine Li was seething with anger, but on the surface, she put on a pitiful appearance. “Your Royal Highness...”

Qu Mama hurried in. “Your Royal Highness, the Princess has returned. She’s at the door, requesting to pay her respects.”

The Grand Princess Yi De’s expression softened. “Quickly, let Yao’er enter.”

The words caught in Imperial Concubine Li’s throat. She gritted her teeth silently, forcing herself to endure for now.

“Yunyao greets Grandmother. Yunyao pays Imperial Concubine Li respects.”

Mu Yunyao performed a half-kneeling bow, while Imperial Concubine Li knelt on the ground. This scene deeply humiliated Imperial Concubine Li, leading her to suspect that Mu Yunyao had come only to mock her. Yet, needing her favor, she forced a smile: “Yunyao, no need for such formalities.”

The Grand Princess Yi De beckoned Mu Yunyao to her side and inquired with a hint of amusement, “Didn’t you go to Ni Yun Fang today, Yao’er? Why have you returned so suddenly?”

Mu Yunyao wrapped her arms around the Grand Princess’s arm and said in a playful tone, “I’ve been leaving the Palace so often these past few days that I haven’t been able to keep Grandmother company properly. Today, seeing the heavy snow outside, I suddenly remembered you once mentioned how much you loved rose tea steeped in snowwater. So I came back early to have the snow swept from the plum blossoms, so that I could brew some tea for you.”

The Grand Princess Yi De’s smile deepened upon hearing this. She had indeed mentioned it months ago, and she never imagined Yunyao would remember it until today. A profound warmth filled her heart: “You’ve always been the most filial and thoughtful. Go to Grandmother’s treasury later and select some beautiful jewelry. In a few days, your mourning period will end. You can no longer dress so plainly. Grandmother has many treasured pieces tucked away—it’ll be up to your discernment to choose them.”

“Then Yao’er won’t be polite. I’ll definitely keep my eyes wide open and choose carefully.”

The two chatted animatedly, completely leaving Imperial Concubine Li out in the cold.

Imperial Concubine Li gritted her teeth. Seeing Mu Yun Yao and Grand Princess Yi De chatting endlessly, she seized a moment to interject: “Princess Wenxian, I’ve come with a request. I implore you to grant this favor.”

Mu Yunyao turned to look at Imperial Concubine Li, the warmth in her smile instantly fading. “Yunyao is foolish. What might I possibly do to assist Your Royal Highness?”

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Incurable Chapter 57 Part 2

Incense burned throughout the Taoist temple, its sandalwood scent more potent than at home. Mu Wan’s breathing grew heavier. Liu Qianxiu glanced down at her. Once she seemed nearly asleep, he rose to leave.

The instant he stood up, Mu Wan’s fingers tightened around his hand.

The room was quiet, bathed in gentle sunlight. Mu Wan’s palm was warm, and though her fingers clutched his, she showed no sign of opening her eyes. He sat back down, propping his other arm beside her, and leaned down to kiss her forehead.

“Still awake?” his voice was soft.

Her eyes remained closed, offering no reply. “Where are you going?”

His lips touched her cheek, a fleeting, soothing kiss. Liu Qianxiu said, “I’m going to prepare dinner. You sleep first. I’ll wake you later.”

Mu Wan didn’t answer. She had already drifted off.

Mu Wan lay on her side, her thick, jet-black hair spilling around the pillow. Her small, palm-sized face was exceptionally fair, delicate brows still slightly furrowed as if she’d left words unsaid.

His eyes held an unwavering tenderness. Liu Qianxiu pressed a light kiss to her lips, released her hand, and rose to leave.

Mu Wan slept soundly and deeply. When she awoke, shadows had already settled over the room. She vaguely recalled that Liu Qianxiu had mentioned he would prepare dinner before she fell asleep. Judging by the time, it must be nearly dinner hour.

She rose from the bed, slipped on her shoes, and opened the door to step outside.

As the door opened, the calming, invigorating scent of sandalwood filled her nostrils. The sky was ablaze with crimson clouds, a beauty so pure and clear it lifted her spirits effortlessly.

The moment Mu Wan stepped outside, Qing Chan spotted her. He was still holding the toy she’d bought for him, trotting over with a cheerful call, “Sister~ You’re awake?”

The little Taoist disciple wore a Taoist robe and a topknot, looking exceptionally adorable as a miniature Taoist priest. Mu Wan reached out to pinch the topknot on his head and asked with a smile, “Where are your Junior Brother and Master?”

“Junior Brother is preparing dinner, and Master is in seclusion...” Qing Chan replied.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a voice called out, “Qing Chan.”

The voice carried a hint of age and ethereality. Mu Wan paused slightly, lifting her eyes to see Xuan Qingzi standing at the main hall’s entrance, clad in Taoist robes.

Xuan Qingzi appeared to be in his sixties. He wore his hair long, the black-and-white strands tied into a Taoist topknot. His dark-colored robe clung to his lean frame, his features sharp and austere.

Mu Wan regarded him, bowing politely and greeting, “Greetings, Master.”

Xuan Qingzi knew Liu Qianxiu and Mu Wan would come. Qingyuan Monastery was merely a place for him and Qing Chan to practice seclusion. He held no qualms about a woman visiting. He gave a slight nod in response.

Taoist priests often carried an aura of cool detachment, but Mu Wan didn’t feel coldly dismissed. Standing there, however, she found herself at a loss for words. Just as awkwardness threatened to settle in, Liu Qianxiu’s voice reached her.

“Master.”

Xuan Qingzi turned, meeting Liu Qianxiu’s gaze. His stern eyes softened with a hint of affection. Xuan Qingzi was an old friend of Liu Qianxiu’s grandfather, having known him since childhood and essentially watching him grow up. To Liu Qianxiu, Xuan Qingzi was also an elder.

After exchanging greetings, Liu Qianxiu introduced Mu Wan to Xuan Qingzi. Xuan Qingzi nodded in acknowledgment, and the group proceeded to the back courtyard for dinner.

After dinner, Xuan Qingzi and his disciple prepared for evening study. Normally, when the master was absent, Mu Wan could go and flirt with Liu Qianxiu. With Xuan Qingzi present, she dared not overstep her bounds.

“Go to your room and read,” Liu Qianxiu said, having brought her some books earlier to keep her occupied. “I’ll return as soon as possible.”

“Just focus on your evening practice,” Mu Wan replied with a smile. Ever since they’d met, she’d been constantly clinging to him, and he hadn’t been able to practice properly.

Now, with Xuan Qingzi present, she couldn’t very well let him return early.

Liu Qianxiu didn’t reply, merely ruffling her hair. Mu Wan, like a kitten being stroked, gazed at him with a smile and whispered, “I’ll head back first.”

“Wait.”

As Mu Wan rose to leave, Xuan Qingzi, seated beside the low table, suddenly called her back. Mu Wan and Liu Qianxiu turned to look. Xuan Qingzi stood up from beside the table.

He walked to the bookcase beside the main hall and retrieved an object. It was a small square box, looking somewhat aged yet clean and tidy, exuding a simple, ancient charm.

He handed the box to Mu Wan.

“This is for you,” Xuan Qingzi stated.

Xuan Qingzi’s expression was always serene and stern. Seeing him offer the box, Mu Wan felt a flicker of surprise. However, since Liu Qianxiu regarded him as an elder, this gift could be considered a present from an elder to her.

Mu Wan accepted it without refusal.

Inside the box lay a jade pendant, its material smooth and lustrous, its age evident.

Mu Wan retired for the night, leaving only three people in the main hall. Xuan Qingzi, eyes closed in meditation, addressed Liu Qianxiu.

“When is the wedding?”

Liu Qianxiu gave a slight nod. “The eighth day of next month.”

“Mm.” Xuan Qingzi responded softly, acknowledging the information.

Qing Chan sat on Xuan Qingzi’s other side, his small hand propping his cheek. He glanced at his master, then at his junior disciple. After a moment, he asked, “Junior Brother, now that you have Sister in your heart, is there still room for the Practice?”

A child’s thoughts are always simple, believing the heart is unwavering—that having one thing leaves no space for another.

Xuan Qingzi slowly opened his eyes, gazing at his young disciple. His voice was deep and steady as he replied, “Qing Chan, the human heart is vast. It can hold both the Practice and people.”

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On weekends, Liu Qianxiu doesn’t work. The Liu residence has been without its owner for a long time. After Mu Wan and Liu Qianxiu stayed overnight, the house bustled with activity this morning.

When Liu Qianxiu isn’t working, Mu Wan also gives herself a weekend off. That morning, Liu Qianxiu went to his morning meditation. Only after he finished and returned to their room did Mu Wan finally roll over and wake up.

Morning thoughts were particularly delicate and sensitive. Entwined in each other’s arms, their affection and sweetness doubled compared to other times. Finally, Liu Qianxiu picked up Mu Wan. After putting on shoes and changing clothes, he led her by the hand to the dining room for breakfast.

The Liu residence was built in the style of an ancient garden estate. Aside from their own three-story detached pavilion, most structures were two- or single-story. Long corridors connected the buildings, lined with greenery or dotted with pavilions.

After last night’s engagement banquet, an autumn rain had fallen. The greenery within the estate glistened with freshness. Walking along the corridors, the scene carried a distinct air of classical elegance.

Areas with abundant greenery also had fresher air. After breakfast, Mu Wan let Liu Qianxiu lead her on a few laps around the grounds. The Liu residence was vast. It took over an hour to explore it all.

After their stroll, the designer delivered the wedding gowns, arriving just in time. Back at the pavilion, Mu Wan slipped inside to try them on, anticipation growing with every step.

There were multiple gowns—both Chinese and Western styles. Mu Wan tried them all before settling on a simple red bridal robe. Her striking, alluring beauty suited the vibrant crimson perfectly. The floor-length red gown draped elegantly, evoking the aura of Hong Kong stars from 1980s TV dramas—both dignified and enchanting.

Mu Wan hadn’t fussed over the gown—she only wanted to look good. Yet, slipping it on and glimpsing her reflection, she was unexpectedly moved, a quiet awe blooming as seriousness and anticipation rose unbidden in her chest.

Staff members were about to open the door, but Liu Qianxiu was still waiting outside. Mu Wan’s heart skipped a beat. She raised her hand and gestured, “Just a moment.” Brides often feel shy during fittings, and the staff understood, smiling at her request.

Mu Wan glanced at herself twice more, then smiled at the attendant. “That’s fine.”

The door opened. Mu Wan stepped out, heart fluttering. Liu Qianxiu stood there, eyes dark and shimmering with emotion, a faint red hue lighting his gaze. As she looked up, nerves and anticipation mingled, her smile a ripple of hope on still water.

Mu Wan’s pulse quickened. She couldn’t say if it was nerves or excitement. Flicking her sleeves, she straightened up, her smile lively yet tentative. ‘What do you think?’ she asked, voice tinged with vulnerability.

“Hmm.” Liu Qianxiu’s expression softened slightly. He quietly smoothed the collar at her neck, lifted the corners of his lips, and said in a deep voice, “Beautiful.”

Mu Wan laughed, flinging herself into his arms. Her laughter was light but edged with nervous elation. Liu Qianxiu held her, steady and warm as ever. Standing flat-footed, Mu Wan fit beneath his chin, and her heartbeat drummed with anticipation as she leaned in. Noticing her hesitation, he steadied her waist gently, inviting trust.

A deep red sash circled her waist. Her pregnancy was still early. Her belly was not yet showing. Her waist remained slender and light.

Liu Qianxiu braced her as she rose on tiptoe, her lips near his ear. The warmth of her breath, scented with rouge, teased his skin. emotion flickered in his eyes as he took in her nearness.

“Was it better than last night?” she murmured. Her voice was barely audible, yet utterly bewitching. The moment the words left her lips, the man’s hand resting on her waist visibly stiffened.

Lowering herself, heat buzzed under Mu Wan’s skin, as if fire spread from her soles, igniting her whole body. Her heart thudded, cheeks flushed, smile trembling with expectation. She tilted her head, the pale line of her neck bared, waiting breathlessly for his answer.

He lowered his gaze to meet hers, his eyes seeming to glow with a cinnabar-like hue. Sliding his hand into her hair, he gave her earlobe a subtle pinch.

Her cheeks flushed deeper. He murmured softly, “Naturally, you looked more beautiful last night.”

The more ascetic and detached a man appeared, the more alluring he was. Heart-stirring, truly. Especially when subtle, suggestive words came from his lips—he possessed such an ethereal, otherworldly bearing.

Mu Wan chuckled softly, poking him gently. “Master Liu truly has an eye for beauty.”

After trying on the wedding gown, the designer discussed and finalized the last few minor details with Mu Wan. Liu Qianxiu sat nearby, occasionally offering simple yet useful suggestions.

Master Liu’s aesthetic sense far surpassed hers.

With the gown finalized, they moved to set the wedding date and plan the ceremony. Naturally, this required input from the elders, especially Grandma Mei.

The wedding date was ultimately set for mid-October, with the ceremony planning entrusted to Mei Yaozhi. Having spent years mingling in wealthy social circles, she’d attended countless weddings and was well-connected in such matters.

This left the couple themselves with some free time. Before the wedding, Liu Qianxiu took two days off and brought Mu Wan to Qingyuan Temple.

Even in Xiacheng, October brought a hint of autumn chill, and Qingyuan Mountain felt especially crisp and clear. Standing before the temple gates, Mu Wan gazed back at the towering mountains and deep valleys, her spirit feeling remarkably expansive.

They arrived in the afternoon. Liu Qianxiu knocked on the door, and Xiao Qingchan came running to open it, her face beaming with delight.

“Junior Brother, Sister~”

Before their visit, Liu Qianxiu had called Master Xuan Qingzi, so Xiao Qingchan had known they were coming and had been excited all day. Since becoming pregnant, Mu Wan had grown even more affectionate toward children than before. Last time, she hadn’t known that Liu Qianxiu’s “senior disciple” was a seven or eight-year-old young monk. This time, she came prepared, even bringing a gift for Qingchan.

“Thank you, Sister, ~” Qingchan took the gift, naturally delighted. His cheeks flushed with joy as he led them inside, saying, “Master is in seclusion. He said you should rest first.”

Liu Qianxiu took the luggage, and the two headed to the room Mu Wan had stayed in last time.

The room was tidy and almost unchanged since Mu Wan’s departure. After telling them to rest, Qingchan left, remembering to close the door behind him.

Climbing the mountain had tired Mu Wan. The afternoon sun slanted into the room at three o’clock, and she rubbed her eyes. Since becoming pregnant, Mu Wan had been prone to drowsiness. Seeing her rub her eyes, Liu Qianxiu walked over to her side.

Seeing him approach, Mu Wan simply leaned against him, her breath warming the space between his chest. He gently stroked her hair and said, “Why don’t you take a nap first, hm?”

The last syllable was particularly indulgent. Mu Wan felt a sweetness in her heart. She hugged him and pouted, “Stay with me.”

“Alright.” Liu Qianxiu pinched her earlobe. She giggled and dodged away, scampering to the bedside and lying down.

Liu Qianxiu picked up a book, sat on the bedside, and took her hand. His palm was dry and cool. Mu Wan interlaced her fingers with his, drowsily closing her eyes.

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~ WINTER IS HERE. TIME TO START LOOKING FOR A WIFE ~

Mu Yunyao carefully split each embroidery thread, meticulously stitching the phoenix’s eyes onto the wedding dress.

Yue Wang watched from the side, his eyes shining brightly. “Yao’er, did you always put this much effort into embroidery?” He had never realized that a single small eye could demand so much time.

Mu Yunyao lifted her eyes at his words and smiled softly. “The phoenix pattern on the wedding dress isn’t particularly special, so it doesn’t require much effort. The embroidered screen with the magnificent landscape pattern that I sent to the Palace through the Su family was the real dedication. To finish it in time, my wrists and neck ached so badly I dared not move a muscle. The fingers holding the needle swelled beyond recognition, and it took ages for them to recover.”

Yue Wang couldn’t help but recall those events, feeling that he and Yunyao were truly destined for each other: “When the Su family angered His Majesty over that screen, I had its origins investigated. The trail led straight to Xiayan Village, and the first person that came to mind was you. Little did I know I’d guessed correctly. Later, I even had people conceal the truth, deliberately misleading the Su family so they wouldn’t trace it back to you. My Yao’er is so clever—she gradually exposed the Su family’s true colors step by step.”

Mu Yunyao finished the last stitch, carefully tucking the thread end beneath the embroidery floss. After checking for any flaws, she set down the embroidery frame and sat beside Yue Wang.

Yue Wang slid a teacup toward her. “Rest a while. There’s no rush with this wedding dress.”

Mu Yunyao sipped her tea. Hearing children playing in the snow below, she pushed open the window to gaze at the hazy white outside. “Who would’ve thought the first snowfall of the year would come so early?”

“Indeed. Autumn was rather dry, though fortunately, summer brought ample rain, sparing the harvest. Still, with winter’s chill arriving so early, it promises to be harsh.” Areas with good harvests might fare well, but those with poor yields would likely see many freeze or starve to death.

“Fourth Master, any news from Heilongjiang City?”

“With snow already falling in the capital, Heilongjiang City must be completely cut off by heavy snow. Communication is difficult, so we can only wait patiently. As for Tianshui City, I sent men to investigate and discovered that the Li family is secretly consolidating power. Their crackdown on merchant caravans likely alerted them. I had several merchants who transported iron for the Lis interrogated in secret, but most were paid to do their jobs and knew little. Now, all eyes are on Jin Wang.”

“Regarding Jin Wang, my men have already been privately admitted into his residence. The Emperor, mindful of their father-son bond, has issued an edict forbidding Jin Wang from leaving his residence or receiving visitors. Yet, he remains vigilant, ensuring Jin Wang is not mistreated. Servants come and go with remarkable ease, which has allowed our agents to infiltrate with surprising smoothness.”

Yue Wang nodded. “Will Jin Wang suspect anything?”

“His recent ordeal has nearly driven him mad. Now, even the slightest glimmer of hope would be clutched like a lifeline. Besides, I arranged everything with extreme caution, ensuring he remains completely unaware.”

“That’s good. The Second Imperial Brother has already coordinated with the Marquis Wei. Though the Marquis Wei has always been fair and impartial, Second Imperial Brother is his grandson, and he adores his daughter, Imperial Concubine Qi. He has agreed to help Second Imperial Brother reach out to the neutral ministers in court, striving to secure the Crown Prince’s position before the year’s end.”

“The Marquis Wei’s character and conduct have always commanded respect, especially among upright ministers who hold him in high esteem. Coupled with this marriage alliance to the Min family, the influence of Grand Secretary Min will also lean toward him. He should not lose to Ling Wang.”

“Mhm.”

Mu Yunyao gazed at the snowy scene for a long while before suddenly lifting her head and rubbing her temples.

Prince Yue took her fingers in his, concern in his eyes. “Yao’er, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. It’s just that with all the turmoil and constant issues lately, I feel a bit weary.”

Yue Wang drew her close, letting her rest her head on his shoulder. “Rest a while. I’ll be with you.”

Mu Yunyao relaxed into Yue Wang’s embrace and soon drifted into a drowsy haze. Yet her mind lingered on the embroidery of her wedding dress, prompting her to murmur, “I’ll just close my eyes for a moment. Don’t forget to wake me later, Fourth Master.”

“Alright.” Yue Wang murmured, turning to look at Mu Yunyao. He saw her long lashes had already closed, and she was fast asleep, looking sweet. Seeing her like this, Yue Wang felt a pang of pain in his heart. Because of his affairs, she had truly worried herself to pieces these past days.

When Mu Yunyao awoke again, the sound of wheels rolling over stone pavements reached her ears. Opening her eyes and focusing, she realized she was inside a moving carriage. Yue Wang held her in his arms, his movements exceptionally gentle, as if he feared disturbing her. “Your Royal Highness, what time is it now? Are we preparing to return to the Palace?”

Yue Wang gently helped her sit upright, carefully tucking a blanket around her legs. “The weather has turned cold. Those who’ve just awakened are most susceptible to catching a chill. You must take extra care in the future. You’ve slept for nearly an hour and a half. It’s already late, and we should be approaching the Palace gates shortly.”

Mu Yunyao felt a touch of embarrassment. “I didn’t realize I’d slept so long. When we boarded the carriage, did Your Royal Highness carry me up?”

Yue Wang looked at her with a hint of amusement, feigning puzzlement. “Indeed, I carried you into the carriage. Yao’er, does that make you happy... or unhappy?”

Mu Yunyao opened her mouth, about to answer, then abruptly stopped herself. If she said she was unhappy, it would mean she didn’t want more contact with Yue Wang. Once spoken, he would surely be heartbroken and cling to her, demanding compensation. If she said she was happy, it would mean she welcomed such intimate contact, and Yue Wang would undoubtedly become overconfident, pushing his boundaries even further.

In the past few days, Yue Wang had become a different person, constantly clinging to her. He showed no restraint, even in front of her maternal grandmother, which led her grandmother to tease her several times.

Thinking this, Mu Yunyao snorted inwardly and tossed the question back lightly: “Does Your Royal Highness prefer me to say I was happy, or unhappy?”

Yue wang pulled her into his embrace along with the blanket, gently nuzzling her cheek with his chin. “I want Yao’er to say she’s happy, and I want you to be truly happy. Because if you’re unhappy, there’s nothing I can do about it.”

Mu Yunyao couldn’t help but curve her lips. His nuzzling tickled her, and she quickly dodged with a laugh. For a moment, the two of them were tangled in playful bickering.

Outside, Yu Heng instinctively slowed the carriage’s pace. He lifted his head to gaze at the vast expanse of white snow blanketing the landscape, exhaling a faint puff of breath.

Having spent so long by his Master’s side, he couldn’t help but feel life was as lonely as the snow. Perhaps it was time to start looking for a wife. With Master in such a good mood lately, he might even manage to secure a larger reward.

Speaking of which, Miss Ji Lan would be perfect. Gentle and virtuous, beautiful with a lovely figure, her voice soft and sweet. The only question was whether she’d ever notice a rough fellow like him. Perhaps he should learn from the Master’s ways and pursue her. Recalling how Master had won Miss Mu’s favor with flowers and ice lanterns, he glanced at the snow swirling outside. Hmm... Winter had arrived, and the season for gifting ice lanterns had come again.

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~ ONCE YOU’VE GOT A WIFE, YOU FORGET YOUR FATHER. ~

Mu Yunyao snapped back to her senses, silently suppressing her wandering thoughts. “Grandmother, Imperial Concubine Qi and Imperial Concubine Li entered the Palace in the same year, conceived in the same year, and were both elevated to the rank of Consort in the same year. Yet Imperial Concubine Qi seems far less conspicuous in the harem than Imperial Concubine Li.”

Grand Princess Yi De smiled. “Imperial Concubine Qi is the youngest daughter of the Marquis Wei, and also his only daughter. She was cherished from childhood, yet her character is remarkably clear-sighted, free from the common flaws of other young ladies. Though born a woman, she is fond of military strategy and excels in martial arts. Don’t be fooled by her delicate appearance. She can dispatch four or five men in mere moments. Once, she even used her martial skills to help the Emperor fend off an assassin. Though the Emperor never speaks of it, he remembers this debt of gratitude clearly.”

“Such a legendary woman should have lived a very successful life, so why is the situation quite the opposite?”

“It’s a cruel twist of fate. Back then, the powerful families in the court held considerable influence. The Marquis Wei commanded vast military forces, and his support was crucial to maintaining the Emperor’s stability. To solidify this alliance, the Emperor took Imperial Concubine Qi into the Palace. However, she had already been betrothed and had her sweetheart. To prove his loyalty, the Marquis Wei forcibly separated them and sent Imperial Concubine Qi to the Emperor. Though Imperial Concubine Qi never voiced her grievances, a deep-seated resentment has lingered in her heart all these years. Even within the Imperial Harem, she remains detached, as if she has renounced worldly attachments. The Emperor, aware of her emotional burden, has always indulged her.”

Mu Yunyao froze, then realized: “I see. Has Imperial Concubine Qi come to terms with it now?”

Grand Princess Yi De smiled: “Even if she hasn’t, she must consider Yu Wang. As a mother, she would do anything for her child.”

Mu Yunyao sighed inwardly and stepped forward to massage Grand Princess Yi De’s shoulders: “Grandmother, there’s something I must trouble you with.”

“There’s no need for formalities between us. What is it?”

“The Emperor intends to move against the Li family. Yue Wang and I wish to assist him, but during our investigation, we discovered the Li family appears to have ties to the royal house of the Northern Frontier.”

At these words, Grand Princess Yi De abruptly seized Mu Yunyao’s hand, her gaze sharpening to a piercing intensity. “Is this information confirmed?”

“My man is embedded within the Li family and close to Ling Wang. He handles matters with utmost discretion. The intelligence he risked his life to relay should be reliable.”

Grand Princess Yi De narrowed her eyes slightly. “The Li family... they must be eliminated. Yao’er, how do you wish Grandmother to proceed?”

“Matters within the imperial harem are beyond my reach and His Highness Yue Wang’s influence. Therefore, I wish for you to help me thoroughly suppress Imperial Concubine Li. Furthermore, none of Prime Minister Li’s sons has produced heirs, and among her daughters, aside from Imperial Concubine Li, none has borne children either. I find this situation highly unusual. The Li family keeps it tightly under wraps, making investigation impossible. I want to ask Grandmother to see if a breakthrough can be found through Imperial Concubine Li.”

Grand Princess Yi De’s phoenix-like eyes darkened: “Rest assured, Yao’er. Leave this matter to me.”

“Thank you, Grandmother.”

“This Li Qingzhou... Yao’er, keep this matter quiet for now. We mustn’t alert the Li family prematurely. They might grow defensive or, cornered, resort to desperate measures. Their cover is too well-laid, and no one knows what hidden schemes lurk behind it. Until we’re certain we can uproot the Li family entirely, we must not raise their suspicions.”

“Rest assured, Grandmother. Yue Wang and I will be vigilant.”

Over the next few days, turmoil swept through the imperial harem.

Imperial Concubine Li’s face was covered in medicinal ointments, yet showed no signs of improvement. The continuous visits from other concubines only heightened her agitation, driving her to report the matter directly to the Emperor.

Upon learning of this, the Concubines fell quiet for a time. But when the Emperor showed no reaction, they grew elated and began visiting the Liuli Palace even more frequently.

After all, the Emperor had only confined Imperial Concubine Li to her quarters, and he hadn’t forbidden anyone from showing concern. In the past, Consort Li had been most fond of putting on airs, demanding that lower-ranking Concubines pay their respects daily. Though she had now fallen from grace and lost her beauty, the rules couldn’t be abandoned, could they?

However, after each of these visits, a large quantity of porcelain would be shattered in Imperial Concubine Li’s Liuli Palace. When Imperial Concubine Qi audited the harem’s expenditures, she discovered this and immediately reported it to the Emperor. The Emperor ordered that more durable porcelain and ornaments be sent to Liuli Palace. Imperial Concubine Qi promptly instructed the Department of Internal Affairs to exchange them for a batch of copper and wooden items to be delivered.

Ling Wang sought an audience with the Emperor on this matter multiple times, but the Emperor consistently avoided him. Even many court officials began distancing themselves from him.

Returning to his residence, Ling Wang, consumed by rage, smashed his study in a dark-faced fury.

Li Qingzhou arrived and, seeing his state, spoke up to console him: “Your Royal Highness, you must remain calm now. Do not let yourself be thrown into disarray.”

“Grandfather, Imperial Father, previously stated that by the New Year, he would begin rejecting candidates for Crown Prince. But look at the situation now, Imperial Mother is in grave danger, and the ministers in the court have largely distanced themselves from me. How can I possibly succeed under these circumstances?”

“I was negligent. I never imagined merely testing Grand Princess Yi De would lead to such severe consequences. Still, Your Royal Highness, do not be overly anxious. Grand Princess Yi De’s influence is vast. Does the Emperor not harbor some displeasure? As for the court ministers, they are mere fence-sitters. They fear the Grand Princess’s power now and keep their distance from us, but once she falls, they will immediately flock to us.”

Ling Wang frowned. “But time is running out. Without evidence of the Grand Princess’s crimes, how can we bring her down?”

“Time is indeed pressing, but the Emperor’s deadline for rejecting the Crown Prince isn’t set in stone.”

“Grandfather, you have a plan?”

“We’re getting closer. You’ll know in a couple of days. Your Royal Highness, please be patient.”

After winter began, the weather turned cold quickly. Within days, a heavy snowfall blanketed the land.

Mu Yunyao and Yue Wang left the Palace for Ni Yun Fang. The wedding dress had been cut and many intricate patterns embroidered. Mu Yunyao wished to stitch the dragon-phoenix motifs herself, hence her frequent daytime excursions outside the Palace.

Yue Wang had been staying in the Palace these past days. After investigating Empress Wei’s death, he felt considerably less burdened by his grievances toward the Emperor. With their father-son relationship mended, the Emperor finally tasted a rare paternal affection from Yue Wang. He summoned him daily for companionship. Learning that Yue Wang would accompany Mu Yunyao outside the Palace, the Emperor grew displeased, venting his grievances to Grand Princess Yi De: “Now that Yue Wang has a wife, he’s forgotten his father.”

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