The sky outside darkened without anyone noticing, and Xiao Xun arrived at the restaurant.
Several princes and ministers were eating with faces ashen, and the atmosphere in the entire restaurant was extremely strange.
Xiao Xun sat next to Sailepeisi, and across from him was the High Priest, whom he hadn't seen in a long time. The seat that was previously occupied by Prime Minister Gerya.
The usual violin music was cheerful, but today it was particularly melodious, with a hint of sadness.
He knew something had happened without needing to ask. Xiao Xun said nothing, just ate his fill as quickly as possible, even though the food wasn't good at all.
Because he knew that something big was about to happen.
When the violin stopped, no one stood up as usual. Instead, everyone sat quietly in their seats, their gazes all focused on Empress Sailepeisi.
Sailepeisi, with a grim expression, slowly uttered words that Xiao Xun couldn't understand, "Winter is coming, the night will last forever, the dead will soon be resurrected, the death knell has sounded, and we are doomed."
Xiao Xun felt a pair of deep eyes looking at him, making him feel uneasy. He looked up and saw it was the High Priest.
Xiao Xun thought, 'You old scoundrel, why are you looking at me like that? What's happening has nothing to do with me.'
After saying this, Sailepeisi turned and left. The others remained standing still. Xiao Xun didn't care and followed her.
As soon as they entered the bedroom, Mu Jiahe collapsed on the ground, tears streaming from her eyes. This was the second time Xiao Xun had seen Mu Jiahe cry.
He rushed over and hugged her, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"
Mu Jiahe curled up in Xiao Xun's arms and cried without restraint, "The Prime Minister has been killed."
Xiao Xun gently patted Mu Jiahe's back, "Who did it?"
Mu Jiahe sobbed, "The Winter Kingdom."
Xiao Xun didn't know this country. "What did that sentence at the dinner table mean?"
As he asked, he wiped Mu Jiahe's tears with his sleeve.
"That was Gerya's last will."
Seeing Mu Jiahe's serious expression, Xiao Xun voiced his guess, "Does that sentence mean that the Winter Tribe sent people to kill the Prime Minister first, and then launch a large-scale attack here?"
Mu Jiahe nodded, "From the literal meaning, yes."
Xiao Xun slapped his chest, "Isn't it just a Winter Tribe! We just need to defeat them."
"It's not that simple. The Winter Tribe is the most warlike nation in the world. With our current strength, it's hard to resist their attack."
"In that case, we'll just escape back to our original world, and it won't matter to us if the sky falls here."
Mu Jiahe pulled out of Xiao Xun's embrace, stood up, and looked at him, "No, my home is here, my people are here. I want to be with them and shed the last drop of my blood for my country."
Xiao Xun shook his head, "You speak so tragically, have you forgotten how you persuaded me back then?"
Suddenly, the ground trembled, and a deafening roar erupted outside.
The entire sky lit up as if it were daytime. Xiao Xun was stunned; he had never seen such a scene.
Mu Jiahe ran out of the bedroom and shouted, "Guards, go and find out what happened!"
Xiao Xun felt it was time for him to step forward, to lead the people and defeat the evil forces.
Soon, a soldier shouted from below, "Your Majesty, the impact is from the direction of the underground palace. The dragon eggs have hatched."
Sailepeisi turned to Xiao Xun and said, "The time has come. You should return to that world first, and remember to dismiss all domestic staff." Then, without looking back, she rushed out of the room and disappeared at the end of the spiral staircase.
Xiao Xun reached out, wanting to call her back, mainly to ask why she wanted the domestic staff dismissed, and if there was a proper reason. But now Sailepeisi had more important matters to attend to, and Xiao Xun could only comply with her request.
Since Mu Jiahe wasn't there to cast spells, Xiao Xun had to find his own way back. He used his usual method and lay down on the bed.
If it didn't succeed, he would just lie on the bed and wait for time.
It seemed chaos had broken out outside. Cries could be heard everywhere. Although he couldn't make out the content, it was clear they were in a hurry. It seemed the competition tomorrow would not continue.
Xiao Xun imagined Mu Jiahe pulling him into her arms, when his body suddenly experienced a free fall.
When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the villa complex. The sky was just dawning outside.
Xiao Xun looked around, but Mu Jiahe was nowhere to be seen. He felt an emptiness in his heart, a slight uncomfortableness.
He got up, picked up his clothes from the floor, and started walking downstairs. When he reached the corner of the stairs, he found a pair of red high-heeled shoes.
Xiao Xun picked them up and checked the tag. The shoe size was a full thirty-nine, definitely not Mu Jiahe's.
"How can there be a pair of someone else's shoes here for no reason?"
His first thought was that someone had entered the house. But why a pair of red high-heeled shoes? A warning? Or did it have some symbolic meaning?
He took out his phone and searched for red high-heeled shoes. At this early hour, there were all sorts of horror stories, causing a layer of cold sweat to appear on Xiao Xun's forehead and back.
He dared not stay in the house for another moment. He casually threw the high-heeled shoes away and walked downstairs cautiously, afraid of encountering a 'woman in red' at the corner.
When he reached the living room, his heart, which had been in his throat, gradually relaxed. He quickly put on his shoes, grabbed his car keys, and drove to the guardhouse.
The six sturdy young men were practicing military boxing at the entrance, and the security captain was shouting slogans with his hands behind his back.
Xiao Xun parked his car to the side and got out to approach the security captain.
"Do you have the phone number of the cleaning company responsible for this place?"
The security captain recognized Xiao Xun, after all, he came and went every day, how could he not know him.
"Mr. Lu, please wait a moment, I'll check for you."
The captain told the six men to continue practicing, then turned and went into the guardhouse. Soon, he came out with a registration book.
He walked up to Xiao Xun and pointed to a phone number on it, "This is the phone number of their company's deputy manager."
Xiao Xun took out his phone and immediately dialed the number.
Soon, a irritable voice came from the earpiece, "Who is it so early in the morning? You're not sleeping, and you won't let others sleep!"
Seeing that the other party answered the phone so quickly, Xiao Xun guessed he wasn't sleeping, "You're quite fast at answering the phone! You should still be awake!"
"Who are you? Spit it out if you have something to say, otherwise I'm hanging up."
Xiao Xun lowered his voice, "Saint Romian Group, Xiao Xun."
The other party's tone immediately lowered, "Oh! So it's Mr. Xiao! Do you have any instructions?"
"I wouldn't dare to take instructions. I'm just conveying Ms. Mu's wishes. Starting today, please don't send any more domestic staff to her villa."
There was a moment of silence on the other end, then a question, "Why?"
Xiao Xun's voice was also very cold, "I'm only responsible for conveying the message, not for explaining it. Just do as you're told. If you can't make the decision, have your manager contact me."
With that, he hung up the phone.