Sixteen years of interest together with the Bath Fire Queen Green Bean

  A bright summer day, under the golden sunshine, everyone's eyes are wide open and their ears are sharp.

  The people of Daxie opened their eyes at this moment, and although the imperial edict was not unusual for officials, it was a rare commodity in the eyes of ordinary people. Only on that stage could they hear the singing of the imperial edict, but today everyone's eyes were opened, and everyone crowded to see that thing.

  Upon hearing this, He Xueying's clear and high eyes shifted to the imperial edict that had fallen to the ground. She looked at it with some disbelief, at the bright red seal paste, the unique color and pattern. She had seen it before in her grandfather's study and was certain it was genuine - an imperial edict, an imperial edict.

  She looked down at her hand that had just slapped the imperial edict, how did she know that Mu Qing Ge would be carrying an imperial edict on him? She simply found Mu Qing Ge to be so annoying, waving things in front of her until she was dizzy, and only wanted to slap away this annoying thing, who knew it would end up being an imperial edict?!

  Yes, yes, it's Qing Song. She was the one who held things up in front of her. She raised her head, and her eyes were filled with fear and hatred as she stared at Qing Song, shouting: "You, you, are you the one who deliberately put the imperial edict in front of me? You just wanted me to slap it away!"

  Qing Ge stared at He Xueying's eyes, which were full of mockery. If she hadn't done it on purpose, she wouldn't have suddenly become so impulsive. When people are impulsive, they often do the wrong thing, just like He Xueying now.

  But she wouldn't be so stupid as to say it out loud, "I'm not, Miss He said I was a discarded wife, I just let you see if I am the abandoned woman you said!" She smiled faintly, her starry eyes containing three parts of coldness that seemed impenetrable, three parts of ripples like grievance, and a clear face with a hint of pure and innocent charm.

  This careless and indifferent appearance is very convincing, successfully diverting people's attention and curiosity from the two women to that isolated yellow imperial edict.

  Xing'er's dark eyes turned, holding the medicine package and a small box, running to the front of the imperial edict. Her black face with white and black pupils wide open stared at the content on the imperial edict. Her eyes rolled around twice, her expression joyful as she read: "By the order of heaven, the emperor decrees that originally, the eldest grandson of the emperor, Yu Chen, was to marry the eldest daughter of the Mu family, Mu Qing Ge. However, after observing the celestial phenomena at the heavenly altar, it is found that their birthdays are not compatible, and their star paths are in opposition. I am truly heartbroken, but cannot force a good match. Now, this imperial edict is issued to cancel the engagement, and the two individuals have no relation to each other, and can choose another suitable partner."

  "Is... this Your Majesty's annulment of the engagement? Why is it different from what we heard earlier?"

  "Yes, wasn't it said before that the Emperor's eldest grandson had passed away..."

  "Well, I also heard that after receiving the letter of dismissal, she crashed into the wall and killed herself. Do you think Miss Mu looks like someone who would seek death? I don't believe it!"

  "Of course, the imperial edict is the truth! Look at this, it's issued by His Majesty himself. The words of the emperor are naturally authoritative!"

  Xing Er's mouth twitched, her head shaking like a rattle drum, and she said loudly: "Who knows? Maybe someone with ulterior motives is intentionally spreading these rumors to tarnish Miss Yu's reputation! If Miss Yu's reputation is ruined, some people will get what they want!"

  More and more people gathered around to watch the commotion, a white-clad handsome young man stood on a nearby small tea house, accompanied by two little boys, with a white fan fluttering.

  "He Xueying is really stupid, when arguing with others, she doesn't even know how to observe and take a look." A disdainful little boy stood on tiptoes, looking at the crowd with all his might.

  Another young boy standing with a sword had a cold expression on his face, saying: "Infatuated and irrational." His gaze was not on the crowd, but on the white-clothed young master sitting and drinking tea. After coming to Dà Yōng, the master's attention to this Mù Qīng Gē was really too high, higher than any other woman in the past, and even ordered him to gather all the information about Mù Qīng Gē.

  "Your face is like the moon, Master. I've been looking at you for so many years and yet my eyes still can't help but be fixed on you?" Her gaze seemed to have never left Qian Ye's distant figure as she smiled and asked.

  "Master, do you like the song of Clear Water?" The moon-faced woman puckered her lightly powdered lips and asked softly. As for this woman, the master had a little difference, but this difference was not particularly special.

  With a gentle lift of her eyebrows, the charm at the corner of her eyes made everyone around her catch their breath. "A beauty, naturally, is something to be liked. And as for food and sex..." She raised her cup in a toast towards another building across from them, laughed with an unfathomable depth, and downed the wine in one gulp.

  In that tavern, a chilly gaze met the amber-colored eyes of Qianye for a thousand nights, and a dark purple figure also raised its wine glass.

  "Dong Lei Ye Wang, what is he doing there!" A nearby man with a clear and handsome face and light green shirt raised his eyebrows.

  The man in purple clothes did not speak, his cold and stern gaze fixed on that slender figure.

  The man in the light green shirt raised an eyebrow, his face full of interest and seeming to praise and surprise at the same time. "Your Highness, this Mu Qing Ge is really not simple. With such a decree placed before everyone, the rumors about her being divorced by the Crown Prince will surely be dispelled like breaking through bamboo. Tomorrow, on the streets and alleys, people will no longer be talking about Mu Qing Ge as a discarded woman who was divorced and looked down upon. The rumor that she committed suicide after receiving the divorce letter will also be broken."

  The man known as Wang Ye wore a brocade robe with a jade belt, with an inner garment of black silk and an outer cloak of dark purple embroidered with dragons. His presence was imposing, his features chiseled and handsome, with a strong aura of nobility between his eyebrows. He seemed like an ancient, sharp sword temporarily sheathed, its brilliance suppressed, exuding an air of majesty, three parts noble, three parts arrogant, and four parts cold.

  He put down the green vase in his hand, his eyes as black as ink, hiding a few almost invisible dark blues, his lips tightly pursed, his voice low and steady, "What she wants won't just be these."

  "Oh, then I'll take a good look." The light green man, with great interest, turned his gaze back to the window. He really wanted to take a closer look at someone who could make Wang Ye appreciate him like that.

  The crowd was abuzz with discussion about this sudden change, and the content of the imperial edict read out by Xing'er was like a thunderbolt that struck He Xueying's head, her eyes wide with unbelief as she stared at Qing Ge. What... when did this imperial edict come out? So, does this mean that Mu Qing Ge is now divorced from Yi Chen?

  She, a noble and powerful woman, was just a family member of an official, how could she grasp the affairs of the court so quickly? This imperial edict was drafted by the Emperor himself after returning to the palace, and it was sent to the Mu residence at dawn the next day. Qing Ge had just received the imperial edict, how could she have known about it?

  Yu Yue's eyes were filled with mist, and his fists were clenched tightly under his white sleeves as he glanced at the growing crowd, silently walking away, and casually lifting his sleeves to pick up the fallen imperial edict.

  "What, is the Crown Prince planning to take away the evidence of Miss He's disrespect towards Your Majesty?" The calm and cold words floated in with the gentle breeze. Yu Yi Chen's finger, which was pointing out, slightly retracted, his eyes narrowed, and he looked up.

  The girl stood a little further away, her skirt fluttering lightly, her sleeves swaying, like a pure and delicate flower blooming in the red dust. Her long eyelashes slightly curled up, her pale face calm as water, with a hint of a vague arc at the corner of her mouth.

  His heart was like a great wave rolling, bringing up the calm and clear eyes also had dark colors surging, he lowered his eyes, politely said: "The holy decree of the national master, should be from the national master himself, such fell to the ground, is not too good, I plan to pick it up only, no other meaning."

  What was it that Miss Shu just called that handsome man who looks like a god? The Crown Prince!

  The crowd suddenly boiled up, and everyone who was still watching the imperial edict turned their eyes to this side. The men looked at Yu Yi Chen with envy and jealousy, thinking that he was the eldest grandson of the emperor, a man born with a golden key in his mouth, and if they had such a grandfather, they would have an easy life. The women all felt a sense of admiration for him, looking at his noble bearing, his elegant and courteous demeanor, like a refined jade, calm, elegant and handsome, no wonder he was one of the men that the women of Da Yong wanted to marry most!

  The clear song slowly swept across her sleeve, the wide sleeve of coarse fabric also swirled out a dashing cloud. The smile on her face had disappeared, and in an instant she stood before the imperial edict. Her voice was like the wind blowing over a cold lake, icy and sharp. "Since His Highness the Crown Prince has said so, I don't want to say too much. Let's not discuss what Miss He meant by saying in front of everyone that I am a divorced person..."

  As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd was in an uproar again. The beggar girl's words earlier jumped into people's minds: "Who knows? Maybe someone with ulterior motives is spreading these rumors to tarnish Miss Yu's reputation! This way they'll have a chance!"

  Today, Prince Huang's grandson appeared with He Xiaojie, and now he wants to help He Xiaojie pick up the imperial edict.

  The suspicious gaze swept back and forth between Yu Yi Chen and He Xue Ying, but seeing He Xue Ying's affectionate eyes on Yu Yi Chen, the crowd's imagination quickly filled in the gaps, spreading rumors that this He young lady was the one who wanted to be the emperor's grandson's consort.

  The people around suddenly looked at him with some disdain. The third person, who had just been arrogant in front of Sister Mu Yu, was indeed a bully!

  Qing Ge's eyes swept around, and the thoughts of the crowd were gathered in her mind. A smile flashed at the bottom of her eyes, and she continued: "Just now, the Crown Prince also said that seeing the imperial edict is like seeing the emperor himself. The imperial edict should be treated as if it were the emperor's own person. So, earlier when He Dajie slapped the imperial edict flying..."

  "That's not the same as flying away with Your Majesty, Your Majesty just flew out like that - this is a great sin......" Xing'er shouted out in a timely manner after being squeezed to the back of the crowd, and then quickly lowered her head.

  In the crowd, a man with a wrinkled face and a dry appearance stroked his beard, recalling the history books he had read. His turbid eyes gleamed as he muttered: "A great sin, a great sin! In the 18th year of Emperor Yong's reign, Princess Changping was enraged and tore up an imperial edict, suddenly coming to her senses. She knelt from her residence in Lantian Hall to the Taiji Hall where Emperor Yong resided at the time to plead for forgiveness."

  He raised an eyebrow, glanced at He Xueying's pale face beside him, furrowed his brow, and with a deep-seated disgust in his eyes, he turned to Qing Ge and said in a low voice, "Xueying is still young, acting impulsively, it was just an unintentional mistake."

  "So young?" Qing Ge's cold eyebrows shot up, interrupting Yu Yi Chen's words. "If I'm not mistaken, He Da Xiaojie is two years older than Qing Ge, and even a concubine-born daughter like Qing Ge knows the importance of an imperial edict. Could it be that she, a legitimate daughter from the Right Chancellor's Manor, doesn't know? Or perhaps, Your Imperial Highness thinks you can represent His Majesty and doesn't mind slapping down the edict with that disrespectful palm?"

  The cold voice floated in the wind, and with each word and sentence that came out, Yu Yi Chen and He Xue Ying's faces became increasingly ugly. By the time the last sentence "Does the Crown Prince think he can represent His Majesty?" was spoken, the murmuring crowd fell silent. This statement was already a veiled reference to Yu Yi Chen's coveting of the throne and his eagerness to seize it. In this Da Yong where the position of the crown prince was not clear-cut, it was a highly taboo and treasonous remark.

  Yichen's face was already ugly to the extreme, with a gloomy look in his eyes. After taking a deep breath, his face still looked unpleasant, and his voice was relatively calm, but upon closer listening, it could be felt that he was no longer stable. "Miss Mu spoke incorrectly, Yichen is the emperor's grandson, apart from this, how can he represent the emperor? Xueying's slap just now was wrong, but it was an unintentional mistake, she will go and apologize."

  No wonder he's the eldest grandson of the emperor, with just a few words, he made his attitude clear and turned He Xueying's mistake into an unintentional error, apologizing is enough.

  An apology? If all she wanted was an apology, would it be worth spending so much time with them here?

  Qing Ge raised an eyebrow, her face full of mockery. "How is it that if the Crown Prince doesn't have the intention to represent Your Majesty, you don't mind? This is a crime of disrespecting the sovereign, how can it be forgiven so easily?"

  Since you've come to provoke her three times in a row, thinking she's a soft persimmon that can be pinched at will, dream on!

  "Then what do you want!" Yu Yi Chen's hand in his sleeve clenched into a fist, restraining the urge to swing his sleeves and leave.

  Jian Yu Chen has been standing on He Xueying's side, speaking from her standpoint. The crowd's perception of the relationship between the Crown Prince and He Xueying deepened even further. Logically speaking, Mu Qingge was once the Crown Prince's fiancée, so their feelings should be deeper than those for He Xueying! Indeed - He Xueying spread rumors everywhere that Mu Qingge had been divorced by the Crown Prince!

  Qing Ge's eyes rose slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a cold arc. "Your Highness, it's not that Qing Ge wants to be this way, but rather Qing Ge wants to know, He Xueying is just the granddaughter of a Right Minister, yet she has a higher status than Changping Long Princess?"

  Changping Princess, the elder sister of Emperor Yong's mother, held a noble status unmatched by anyone. He Xueying was merely the granddaughter of the Right Chancellor, and even if he had more power, she would still be just an official's daughter without any honorable position, how could she compare to the imperial bloodline?!

  Everyone was shocked and whispered to each other, lowering their heads. In those years, even Princess Changping had to kneel down, but as the daughter of a former prime minister, she just needed to apologize!

  Most of the onlookers in the street were indignant, sympathizing with Qing Ge and feeling a sense of injustice. Some people even looked like they wanted to take action. A few individuals exchanged glances, then quietly left the crowd, hastily heading towards the Right Chancellor's mansion.

  The purple-robed man sitting at the top of the wine building saw this, his eyebrows and eyes sank, and he slowly waved his hand. Several black figures quickly flew out from the dark place.

  Xing Er's eyes sparkled as she followed closely, Miss is really clever, when I stuffed things into her hands earlier, I let her pay attention to the movements of people around her at all times, someone will go and inform on us, humph! Informing, let Xing Er punch you flying!

  "This is an opportunity, the Right Prime Minister's granddaughter was surrounded on the street, let's hurry to tell the Right Prime Minister, maybe we can get the Right Prime Minister's favor and be appointed as officials!" The person with their head down smiled quietly, as if they saw a bright future.

  No matter where you go, there is no shortage of such petty people in the world who like to rise by informing and reporting.

  "Right, right!" The people beside him also echoed with eager eyes, and suddenly four black-clad men appeared in front of them, their auras cold and indifferent.

  They turned right, the man in black also turned right, they turned left, and the man in black also turned left. After several rounds of turning left and right, these people finally understood that the man in black was trying to prevent them from going to the Right Chancellor's mansion to inform on him.

  "Who are you! What are you doing blocking our way!"

  The man in black held a long sword, silent and unspoken, with only a pair of sharp eyes staring at their movements. Those people saw that the man in black was not easy to get along with, and they didn't want to fight hard, so they wanted to retreat and change roads. But two men in black stood out, blocking their way back, now there were gatekeepers-like men in black blocking both front and back, they couldn't go anywhere, and could only stand still, staring blankly.

  The star who followed behind was holding something in her arms, standing at the corner of the wall and secretly watching. Hmm, someone had already intercepted them, so her invincible divine fist didn't have a chance to be displayed. However, it was clear that Miss also didn't know that the black-clothed person would appear, with big eyes full of puzzlement, who was secretly helping Miss?

  The west wind is warm and gentle, with golden sunlight shining brightly.

  The sky in front of the pharmacy was quiet, and everyone looked at He Xueying who stood aside with her eyebrows furrowed, waiting for her next move.

  He Xueying bit her lip, and lightly tugged on Yu Yi Chen's sleeve, but he didn't react at all. His entire body emitted an inexplicable aura, cold and gloomy, like the calm before a massive wave crashes onto the emerald sea, oppressive and suffocating.

  It seems that Yi Chen can't speak anymore. He Xueying lowered her head, her heart racing like a wildfire. Why hasn't Grandfather come yet? Everyone here knows she's the eldest miss of the He family, it's impossible no one went to inform Grandfather... and Grandfather was in the mansion today, he should have received the news by now...

  She was lost in her own little world, unaware that her small thoughts could not escape Qing Ge's eyes. Qing Ge's lips, which were as beautiful as a clear song, curled up with a hint of sarcasm, standing quietly by her side.

  Time passed minute by minute and second by second, and the people around gradually became restless.

  "What's wrong with you? Don't you know how to apologize?! What are you still standing there for?!"

  "Is this not equivalent to throwing Our Imperial Majesty on the ground and leaving it unattended?"

  "Look at that emperor's grandson, his own grandfather was insulted and he's helping that woman, ugh! If I had a grandson like that, I'd be so angry I'd die!"

  "Hmm, giving birth to such a grandson, doing something like this for a woman, is not as good as giving birth to a piece of charcoal!"

  Intermittent but crystal-clear whispers of discussion reached Yu Yi Chen's ears, he turned his head to gaze at the bright yellow scroll on the ground that symbolized the highest status, the four words "cancel the engagement" pierced his heart like a thorn, pricking the softness within, aching vaguely.

  Lofty and majestic, the elegant and refined imperial grandson suddenly waved his sleeve lightly, and under the sunlight, his pale face showed a hint of dizziness. "Xue Ying would not be higher in status than Changping Long Princess, yet today she dared to strike down the sacred edict, insulting Your Majesty. Since it was not intentional, let her follow Changping Long Princess's example and plead for forgiveness!"

  The voice is still warm and gentle, but with a hint of frost hidden beneath, and a cold edge lurking within.

  Imitating Changping Princess, that is, from the place where the sacred decree was dropped, kneeling and walking to Taiji Palace!

  Although they were all within the Tianyue City, the Tianyue City was the Kyoto of Dayong, and its vastness could not be described by the words "vast" or "broad". From here to the front gate of the Imperial City, there must have been more than a thousand zhang.

  He Xueying felt a chill run down her spine as she gazed at the long, stretching main street before her. Having been pampered since childhood, she had rarely even knelt, let alone crawled on her knees; how could she endure such hardship?

  She took a few steps back, her eyes fixed on the crowd behind, her brow furrowed, and tears welling up in her eyes. She shouted loudly: "I want to see Grandpa! Grandpa will definitely not let me kneel! Don't!"

  Waiting for you is just this sentence!

  "According to He Dajie's words, once we see the Right Prime Minister, we don't need to kneel anymore! It seems that the Right Prime Minister indeed has great influence in the court. Good!" Qing Ge turned around and pointed at a young man, "You, go invite the Right Prime Minister over, let's all come and see how he handles this!"

  The young man hastily agreed and ran three steps at a time towards the Right Prime Minister's residence.

  The main entrance of the Right Chancellor's Office has a large gate with a six-character inscription and beast-shaped door handles, facing the street and opening outward. In front of the gate stand two stone lions, majestic and powerful.

  The young man stepped forward, grasping the hilt and lightly tapping it. He wiped his forehead with one sleeve, sweating from running, and suddenly remembered that the ink-clothed girl had just casually pointed, a kind of natural majesty made him involuntarily obey the command, what a strong momentum!

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  The sunlight poured down on the green tile roof, reflecting a dazzling light. Inside the Right Chancellor's mansion, there was a nine-turn corridor, with a pavilion every three steps and a bridge every five steps. The pavilions and buildings were arranged in a seemingly chaotic yet deliberate manner. A person was running hastily along the corridor, looking extremely anxious, with their hat even askew.

  "Master Xiāng, something's gone terribly wrong!"

  "What's going on, so flustered?" A calm and steady voice sounded, a man wearing a dark blue casual attire slowly walked out of the middle hall, his face looked about the same age as Ling Di, ordinary appearance, neatly combed black hair with a few strands of silver, an ordinary face, but his eyes were bright and piercing, hiding a deep and experienced air, one look and you could tell he was a seasoned veteran who had been through many ups and downs.

  "Master, just now someone came to report that the young lady was surrounded on the street!" Gasping for breath, steward Xinbo supported his tilted hat and said hastily.

  Upon hearing this, Right Minister He's eyebrows furrowed. Who in the entire Tianyuan City didn't know that Xue Ying was his only granddaughter, the apple of his eye? Yet someone dared to surround her; this matter wouldn't be simple. His palm pressed forward, signaling the housekeeper to calm down, "Explain the situation clearly."

  The housekeeper let out a sigh and recounted the detailed story of the people who had just come to report, "...That's right, Miss is now surrounded by the common people and can't move, and even the Crown Prince can't speak up for her!"

  After a moment's hesitation, He Wen hastened his pace towards the inner chamber, "Xin Bo, change into court attire, prepare the sedan chair, I'm going to enter the palace to pay my respects!"

  "Then, Master, Miss, you're not going to stop her? Miss is really going to kneel all the way to the Imperial Palace!" Xìn Bó asked hesitantly as he followed behind.

  "I must enter the palace again, or Xue Ying will suffer even more today!" He Wen's arm stretched out, and a high-ranking official's court attire was immediately changed for him. His eyes, as deep as the sea, churned with hidden turmoil.

  What Xīn Bó just said is still echoing in my mind, Mù Qīng Gē, what a formidable girl!

  Today, Xue Ying is simply following her design step by step into this trap. Mu Qing Ge takes out the imperial power, this huge hat, and presses it down step by step. Even if the identity of the emperor's grandson is noble, it cannot surpass the nobility of Ling Di, but will be limited by the identity of the grandson!

  Now let someone come to report to him, if he directly goes out to stop Xueying's kneeling journey, it is equivalent to tacitly acknowledging that the right minister's power has overwhelmed the emperor!

  This is an extremely taboo thing in any country and dynasty!

  Even after many years in the imperial court of Chosun, he couldn't help but admire the extreme cleverness and cunning! In just an instant, a sudden idea was conceived, setting up such a tightly linked trap with no loopholes!

  What he is doing now is only entering the palace and facing Emperor Ling to beg for a holy decree of pardon, which can shorten the length of time Xue Ying has to kneel!

  Mu Qing Ge, this unknown daughter of the Mu Manor, defeated two Dark Guards at the Martial Arts Assembly with a single move, and now she has come up with such an intricate plan.

  A high-ranking official thought to himself: This young woman is already so sharp and outstanding at such a young age, she's definitely not ordinary. If there's an opportunity in the future, she'll surely make a name for herself!

  The sedan chair with six bearers was lifted out of the Xiang Mansion and hastily made its way to the Imperial Palace. Immediately after, another person rushed out of the mansion and ran towards the crowd gathered in front of a nearby pharmacy.

  Everyone's gaze was focused on one place, looking at He Xueying with a weak face, and their hearts couldn't help but feel a kind of disgust. No one likes the third party, it must be that she seduced the Crown Prince with this coquettish appearance.

  He Xueying dodged the piercing gazes of the crowd while looking into the distance, and when she saw the familiar sedan chair approaching, a hint of joy spread across her face. She knew that Grandfather would come. But suddenly, seeing that the sedan chair was not heading in this direction but rather going in another direction, the joy that had just appeared on her face immediately turned to surprise.

  She didn't see it wrong, that's grandfather's sedan chair. Why doesn't he come this way? Is the person sitting inside not Grandfather?

  She raised her eyes again, and saw a person walking in from the crowd. She hastily took two steps forward, her eyes revealing surprise, her voice trembling slightly, "Xin Bo, where's Grandfather? Is he coming from behind..."

  Xinbo looked at her expectant face and said with his head down: "Master Xiang hasn't come."

  "How is that possible!" He Xueying suddenly took a step back, her face completely pale, shaking her head and saying: "How is it possible, Grandfather loves me the most, how could he not come? Could it be that person didn't deliver the message?"

  Xinbo continued with his head down: "I've sent it."

  "Did Grandfather say anything!" He Xueying rushed up and grabbed Xinbo's arm, asking eagerly.

  "There is..."

  "Then hurry up and tell them, Grandfather will definitely not let me kneel down!" He Xueying wiped away the tears on her face and said excitedly.

  "Xin Bo, if the Right Minister has anything to say, then speak!" Yu Yi Chen said calmly.

  Xin Bo glanced at He Xueying and said with a lowered gaze, "Yes, the eldest grandson of the emperor, the prime minister says that my daughter He Xueying disrespects the imperial edict, which is equivalent to disrespecting the emperor himself. She has committed a crime and should follow the example of Changping Long Princess by kneeling down to plead for forgiveness."

  He Xueying took several steps back, shaking her head as if to shake off the words, her eyes filled with incredulity. "Impossible! Grandfather would never let me kneel!" She paused for a moment before rushing forward and grabbing Xinbo's shoulders, shaking him violently. "Xinbo, are you deceiving me?! Are you deceiving me?! I don't want to kneel!"

  Xinbo sighed, his old eyes full of helplessness. "Miss, has Xinbo ever deceived you? These words are the original words of Lord Xiang. Lord Xiang also said that if you refuse to kneel, someone will be ordered to force you to kneel!"

  He Xueying raised her tearful eyes, and the two guards had already walked out from behind Xin Bo. These two were Grandfather's personal bodyguards, and they wouldn't listen to anyone's words except for Grandfather's orders. If it wasn't for Grandfather sending them, Xin Bo would definitely not be able to command them.

  "Miss, do you need our help?" The two guards spoke without hesitation.

  "Hey, I'm telling you, Miss He, are you going to kneel or not? Your grandfather has already told you to!" a man standing nearby shouted impatiently.

  He Xueying looked at the guard's cold and emotionless face, and saw the gazes of the people around her, feeling as if the sky was darkening and the earth was growing cold.

  When was she ever insulted like this? Learning to bark like a dog that time was also because of Mu Qing Ge, and now it's Mu Qing Ge again!

  If last time was just losing face among government officials' children, then this time is losing face in front of all Tianyuan people!

  Song of the Bath!

  She suddenly turned her head to look at Qing Ge, her eyes which were filled with tears just now had become sinister like a devil's, staring fixedly at Qing Ge. Alright, as long as the green mountain is still there, we don't have to worry about having no firewood to burn. Qing Ge, you should also not be too arrogant, in a few days I will make you lose face in front of everyone under the sky.

  She bit her lip, the eldest daughter of Da Yong's most powerful official, the Right Chancellor, suddenly knelt down on the busiest street in Tian Yue.

  "Kneel down! Kneel down..." The crowd suddenly shouted out in unison.

  "Finally knelt down! What a drag!"

  He Xueying knelt on the ground, picked up the imperial edict from the ground, held it high and took a step forward, kowtowing as she went towards the Imperial City. Her delicate skin had never even been exposed to cold water before, yet now it was scraping against the rough bluestone pavement. Less than two steps later, her skin was already scraped raw and bleeding, her forehead throbbing with pain and covered in cold sweat. Her beautiful face scrunched up into a ball, her pampered forehead collided with the hard road surface, instantly leaving behind a greenish-red mark.

  Grandpa, why don't you care about Xueying anymore...

  Her tears flowed uncontrollably, and this was just the beginning. There was still such a long way to go, how could Xueying bear it...

  She sat down on the ground and cried out: "I don't want to kneel anymore, I don't want to kneel anymore!"

  "Miss, Sir Xiang said that if you don't kneel until he comes, we will drag you to the Imperial City!" The two guards who had been following her closely spoke coldly, knowing that Miss was spoiled and couldn't kneel for many steps, so they kept guarding her.

  He Xueying touched her forehead and reluctantly got up again, continuing to kneel and kowtow.

  Qing Ge's eyes were filled with frost, her lips carrying a chill, as she gazed at He Xueying kneeling down. Her face was extremely cold and detached. The Right Chancellor indeed lived up to his name, knowing that he couldn't show himself now. He must have gone to the imperial palace to ask for an edict.

  Hmph, wait until you've received the imperial edict, then this road will be kneeled by He Xueying as well.

  She looked at Xing Er, who was standing behind her again, and instructed: "Let's return to the manor." She walked forward, and the dense crowd automatically made way for her.

  On this day, all the people of Tianyuan knew about Mu Qingge, the young lady of the Mu Manor. This stunning beauty was still as cold and unapproachable as ever.

  They didn't know it was just the beginning.

  The name of Mu Fu Qing Ge, not only spread throughout Tian Yue, but later, this name will fly out of Da Ying, spread throughout Dong Lei, Xi Chen, Nan Ping, Qing Luan, Tian Xing, until every person in the entire Qin Tian mainland will remember this woman, this name.

  Tea house, second floor VIP room.

  A thousand nights' meaning turned thick in her eyes, she pulled the fan handle into her palm and stood up abruptly, "We're also going back to the manor."

  Hua Rongyi said with a lingering tone: "He Xueying is done for, this kneecap won't rot but will be worn out by several layers! This Mu Qingge, is really too formidable and too clever! Brother, don't you think so?"

  The moon-faced man glanced at the woman in black clothes among the crowd, withdrew his gaze, and lightly hummed a response, pulling Hua Rong to follow behind Qian Ye.

  The sky is just right, with no clouds for thousands of miles, a bright expanse.

  Qing Ge raised her eyes to gaze at the blue sky and white clouds, clear and without any impurities, with a warm intention unfolding in her eyes.

  The sound of horseshoes echoed from the main street across the way, and another commotion arose in the crowd.

  "Wow, miss, it's the Dry King! Come quick and look, that's the Dry King!" Xing Er jumped up, looking at the broad road across the moat, her big eyes shining with adoring light, shouting loudly.

  Dry king? Qing song involuntarily recalled the man she saw at Chunyuan Residence, and looked up.

  Across the street, on the dark green stone road against the light, a man slowly rode his horse forward, wearing a wide, dark purple robe draped over his body. His face was as beautiful as if he were the favorite child of the creator, with an aura of coldness and majesty that lingered in the air, making it impossible to forget at first sight. The originally bustling street gradually fell silent.

  Ruling supreme over all under heaven

  Men's hearts give rise to a heroic spirit, riding horses across the world, fighting battles on the battlefield, every victory is a remarkable achievement. The hot-blooded men most admire the true heroes on the battlefield, and being born as a man should be like Genghis Khan.

  Women, regardless of age, are all moved by the heart, with a cold and unparalleled face, shining noble status, and that domineering noble temperament, a battle name that shakes the world. I dare ask which girl does not love heroes? The most difficult thing is that such a perfect man has never had any woman by his side. If those cold eyes could be stained with unprecedented tenderness, the woman he gazes at must be the happiest person in the world.

  Qing Ge looked at the crowd that had originally gathered to congratulate Xue Ying, now all surging towards the moat, the people in the crowd, completely different from when they saw Yu Yi Chen, regardless of men and women, old and young, their eyes were filled with admiration, respect, and adoration.

  He rode his horse slowly, his eyes like swords, as if he was already accustomed to all of this, or more accurately, he didn't care. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked over here, just meeting Qing Ge's gaze.

  The majestic and cold eyebrows were slightly raised with a hint of smile, nodding towards Qing Ge's head, making a gesture.

  Qing Ge's eyes suddenly narrowed, her face turned cold, and she turned around and headed in the direction of the Mu residence.

  Xing'er hesitated and took another look at the figure of Yu Tianjian, before hurrying to catch up with Qing Ge. Suddenly, she remembered something and leaned forward to ask Qing Ge: "Miss, when I went to intercept the informant earlier, someone else had already taken action to stop them. Do you know who it was?"

  "Uh-huh."

  Digression

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