Mao Xueqiu dared not ignore her. Otherwise, it would lose its fur, which would be so unsightly. Now it was an extremely beautiful little fox. Without fur, wouldn't it become a bald fox? Which handsome male fox would like it then?
Therefore, it nodded repeatedly in agreement with its perverted master. It wouldn't sleep in the middle of the night and look for someone to chat with, and it even found a fox to chat with. Wasn't that perverted?
"By the way, have you missed me?"
Mao Xueqiu nodded again, indicating that it did miss her. It really did miss her, but who knew that this master would pervertedly want to burn its fur? Wuwu, if it had known this, it wouldn't have missed her.
Mu Qingyao reached out and picked up Mao Xueqiu. The person and the animal, with their eyes meeting, turned all around. The atmosphere was not only strange but also awkward. Mao Xueqiu wriggled restlessly. Why did it see a demonic red glow in its master's eyes? Did she want to do something?
"From now on, you must think of me often. If I find out that you haven't thought of me, I'll make a big dish of roasted fox."
Whoosh, Mao Xueqiu's pupils widened, its beautiful white fur stood on end, its legs felt weak, as if it had drunk wine. It stared at its master in horror. A hazy mist rose in its beautiful, cute eyes. No way, its master was so cruel. It didn't want to become a roasted fox. No, it wanted to cry but had no tears.
Mei Xin came in with tea. Seeing a little fox about to be tortured to death by its master, she couldn't help but sympathize with Mao Xueqiu. Poor thing.
"Your Highness, have some tea."
Mu Qingyao heard Mei Xin's voice and suddenly smiled, releasing Mao Xueqiu. "I'm not tired at all now. I didn't expect Mao Xueqiu to be so scared. This guy is too timid."
"Your Highness," Mei Xin exclaimed.
Mao Xueqiu rolled its eyes fiercely. Was she playing with it? Wuwu, it was going to be tormented to death by her. It kicked its legs and pretended to be dead, ignoring her.
Mu Qingyao saw that the guy seemed really angry, so she reached out and patted its head. "Alright, alright, I apologize. I was just teasing you. You are my baby, how could I make roasted fox?"
"Roasted fox," Mei Xin murmured. No wonder Mao Xueqiu was so scared. If it were her, she would also be scared to death. Poor little fox, why was its fate as miserable as hers? It had such a master.
"Your Highness, have some tea. You should rest later, as it's getting late."
Mei Xin offered the tea. She didn't know where Mo Chou had gone. What had Her Highness asked her to do?
Mu Qingyao took the tea from Mei Xin and took two sips. Considering that the time was almost up, she casually placed the tea bowl on the high table and stood up. She swept away her previous playful demeanor, and her entire body exuded a cold hardness, her expression indifferent. She spoke faintly.
"Let's go, this palace is going to Biyun Pavilion."
"Your Highness, absolutely not. If we fall into Changsun Zhu's scheme, we will be the ones at a disadvantage."
Mei Xin didn't know what was written on the note, but she had heard Mo Chou say earlier that Changsun Zhu had invited the Empress to Biyun Pavilion for a meeting.
In this deep palace, if a man appeared, and this matter reached the Emperor's ears, they would likely not have a good outcome. It was better for them not to go.
"This palace wants to see who is playing tricks behind the scenes. Since he has targeted this palace, this palace will not be afraid. Let's go."
Mu Qingyao's entire body emanated killing intent, her face as cold as frost.
Mei Xin understood her temper well. Once her master decided something, it was impossible to change it. It was her nature to go towards the tiger's den despite knowing the danger. Moreover, she had sent Mo Chou out just now, so she must have had another plan.
"Alright, let's go. Your servant knows that Biyun Pavilion is not far from here."
Mei Xin skillfully led the way. At the entrance of the sleeping quarters, the night-watching palace maids raised their eyes in surprise and called out, "Your Highness?"
Mu Qingyao followed Mei Xin out, as if she hadn't heard anything. If she guessed correctly, as soon as she went out, someone would soon deliver the message to Guangyang Palace.
Biyun Pavilion had palace lanterns hanging at its four corners, their light shining brightly.
Precious flowers and plants were planted outside the pavilion. The night wind gently stirred, making the flowers and plants sway.
In the distance was a magnificent imperial garden, filled with a rich fragrance. Around the pavilion were white veils as thin as cicada wings, fluttering in the night, vaguely revealing a tall and elegant figure immersed in the lamplight within the pavilion.
Mu Qingyao stopped at the pavilion's edge and stared fixedly at the figure. A cold smile appeared on her lips, and she spoke with unparalleled clarity.
"Changsun Zhu, this palace has arrived. Speak quickly about whatever it is. Don't be so mysterious, as if you've done something shameful?"
As the light veil fluttered, the person slowly turned around. Through the light veil, his handsome face was visible, covered with a smile of indifference and self-satisfaction. Hot flames flickered in his dark, deep eyes, and his magnetic, pleasant voice echoed in the night.
"Since Empress Your Highness has come, why do you only stand outside the pavilion? Are you afraid that Zhu will make a move on Your Highness?"
"Afraid? If I were afraid, I wouldn't have come. This palace is simply disdainful, disdainful of being in the same pavilion as a scoundrel like you. Speak quickly if you have something to say," Mu Qingyao finished speaking, raised her hand, and released her inner force. The light veil lifted, and she had already appeared in the pavilion, gazing at the man opposite her across the stone table.
Changsun Zhu, dressed in white, had a smile in his eyes and brows, as gentle as the warm sun in March, completely lacking the ferocity of kidnapping someone that night.
"Empress Your Highness has come to see Zhu because you want to know why Emperor Xian made you Empress. I will tell you now," Changsun Zhu paused here and looked up at Mu Qingyao.
"This is a prophecy. A phoenix lands in the Prime Minister's mansion. Whoever gets the phoenix gets the world. And Your Highness is that phoenix. Zhu believes that Emperor Xian also received such a prophecy, which is why he made Your Highness Empress."
His magnetic and clear words echoed in the night, like the lingering sound of wind chimes.
A thin layer of anger settled over Mu Qingyao's heart. Her dark eyes were as dark as an endless abyss. She believed Changsun Zhu had no reason to lie to her, which was why he had kidnapped her that night, right? It was truly ridiculous that so many things had happened because of a ridiculous prophecy.
However, was Murong Liuzun the kind of person he was? Was the selection of the Empress by the crystal ball because of this prophecy? But Emperor Xian did not use the crystal ball.
"Ridiculous! Although I, Mu Qingyao, am just a woman, I am by no means a pawn for anyone. Your Seven Kingdoms are all ambitious and want to destroy other countries. The peace that has existed for so long has prevented you from breaking through this constraint, so I have become a pawn to be used. Changsun Zhu, no one can try to plot against me. You, and Murong Liuzun, will one day know that offending me comes at a price. I hope you will not regret it." xxs
In the cool night, Mu Qingyao's wild and proud words echoed, as cold as ice and as sharp as a knife.
In the dark night, Changsun Zhu's pupils were bright, and a fleeting pain flashed in his heart.
Soon, he chose to ignore it. She was far less important to him than the country. Although he knew she was very smart and wise, he did not believe that a woman could truly destroy his faith and his country.