Inside the palace, Mu Beichen paced back and forth in his room, feeling restless and uneasy. Unexpectedly, Yu Qianqian suddenly appeared in his sight.

His gaze quickly locked onto the front, and without a second thought, Mu Beichen rushed over to meet her, "Qianqian, where did you go just now?"

“It’s not safe in the palace lately, and you’ve been running around everywhere on your own. Do you know how worried I am?”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness as he held Yu Qianqian's hand, and when he looked up, his face was as cold as ice.

In that instant, his eyes dimmed without him even realizing it, forcing him to immediately shut his mouth and stare at her in a daze.

Yu Qianqian looked back at him and smiled dismissively, but this smile was even colder than her previous indifferent expression: "May I ask, Your Majesty, what exactly are you worried about?"

Mu Beichen paused upon hearing the voice, a jumble of thoughts rising in his mind. It was the first time Yu Qianqian had addressed him like that, and for some reason, it sounded jarring and uncomfortable.

After a long while, his eyes remained fixed on Yu Qianqian's pretty face, but he showed no intention of speaking.

Yu Qianqian, having waited for a long time, gradually revealed an extremely weary expression. Then, as if blowing air, she flicked her sleeve and forcefully pushed away Mu Beichen's hand. She glanced at him coldly and said indifferently, "You're worried that if your secret is exposed, some unspeakable shameful things will be revealed. Am I right?"

The cold, emotionless voice pierced his ears. In a panic, Mu Beichen looked up and met her sharp, piercing gaze. His thoughts immediately became a jumbled mess.

"Qianqian, actually I..."

He watched anxiously as Yu Qianqian approached step by step, unable to wait for a reply. Suddenly, a deafeningly cold shout rang out, ruthlessly interrupting his short speech: "Mu Beichen, tell me honestly, did you already know that Su Ruan poisoned me with incense before?"

Mu Beichen felt a sharp pain in his heart. He had a bellyful of things to say, but he ended up speaking incoherently in front of her.

"Qianqian, please believe me. Su Ruan causing your miscarriage was completely unexpected. The reason I let her enter the palace was because you desperately needed her to save your life..."

"How can I believe you?" Yu Qianqian stared intently into his eyes, her face instantly turning bright red. She spoke coldly, her voice as sharp as a gust of wind, shouting, "You know I hate her to the core, so why did you bring her to the palace without even a word of warning?"

"Is it because you two rekindled your old flame that you colluded with her to kill me?"

Her interrogation was piercing and stabbing, leaving Mu Beichen speechless repeatedly. A sense of impending doom washed over him, and he even felt that if he didn't explain everything to her now, there might not be a future for him.

"Qianqian, things are not as simple as you think. Since I ascended the throne a few months ago, strange things have been happening in the court every day. So I must use my own methods to find and eliminate this traitor as soon as possible. As for Su Ruan, I will deal with her sooner or later. I just hope you will not misunderstand me because of this. Please listen to my explanation first, okay?"

Mu Beichen spoke these words very quickly, as if afraid that Yu Qianqian would lose patience and never be able to speak again.

"Fine, I'll give you a chance to explain." Yu Qianqian glanced at him with a smile, but there was no smile on her face. Her voice was as cold as ice: "Tell me first, why did Su Ruan appear in your palace? Do you dare to say that it was all just a coincidence?"