Her name is Seven Emotions, yet she is devoid of them.
She awoke after sleeping for a thousand years, innocent and solitary. Some say she is a witch who brings disaster to the world, stirring...
The Cloud Wolf Emperor was a little impatient. He didn't care who the dead person was. It was just that this Seven Emotions had caused his Che'er so much heartache and distress.
Moreover, the identity of this woman is unknown, and he has long wanted to give up on keeping her. Now that such a thing has happened, Emperor Yunlang looked at Qiqing with murderous intent in his eyes.
Bai Ziche's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly slipped from the wheelchair and fell to his knees.
"Che'er"
"Master," Bai Shi immediately stepped forward and knelt beside Bai Ziche to steady him. Using all his strength, Bai Ziche still held onto Qi Qing, his eyes fixed on Yun Langdi with a firm and pleading expression. He ignored the lightly fluttering eyelashes of the girl in his arms.
"Father, if it weren't for the Seven Emotions, my son and I would never have made it back to Yunjing City alive. Then, the mastermind behind this trip to Mount Qi might be..."
Bai Ziche had already told the Cloud Wolf Emperor that he knew the Qishan trip didn't need to be explained explicitly; his father would surely understand his intentions. On the other hand, Bai Ziche couldn't understand that for his father, compared to the stability of the Cloud Wolf court, a small Seven Emotions was nothing. And how could he not know his father's suspicions about Seven Emotions?
"Mother, please give me three days. I will investigate this matter thoroughly and give an explanation to Prime Minister Yao." Bai Ziche pleaded.
Empress Yao could no longer recall the time when her son, of whom she was so proud, had ever felt such emotion. He had always been sensible, considerate of the overall situation, gentle and calm. But now, overwhelmed with grief and pleading, Empress Yao felt a momentary regret for what she had just discussed in the imperial study.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty," Princess Ruyang, Liu Ruozhi took two steps forward and saluted the Emperor and Empress, breaking the invisible confrontation. "Ruozhi has a few words to say, but I'm not sure if I should or shouldn't."
Emperor Yunlang glanced at Princess Ruyang calmly and nodded. Princess Ruyang turned to Bai Ziche and Qiqing, pinched her fingers in her sleeves, and said softly, "Ruozhi feels that there are still some unclear points in this matter. I'm afraid we won't be able to find out anything about Miss Qiqing's current situation, but after all, Master Yao's wronged soul is also restless.
"Why don't we both take a step back and follow the Second Prince's instructions? Give him three days so he can investigate the whole story. During these three days, Miss Qiqing will kneel in the Fallen Flower West Garden and pray for the soul of Master Yao, so that he can rest in peace."
"Liu Ruozhi..."
Without waiting for Bai Ziche to say anything, Empress Yao spoke directly, "I think the princess's method is very good, so I will carry it out as the princess suggests. In the next three days, I will arrange for the Taoist priests from Baiyun Temple to chant sutras for Lu'er's soul. Qiqing will stay in the West Courtyard and pray for the deceased together. I will arrange for the Imperial Guards to guard the West Garden."
"Mother..." Bai Ziche shouted anxiously.
"Enough, Zi Che." A layer of dissatisfaction and a hint of disappointment appeared in Queen Yao's eyes.
"I obey your command. On behalf of Lu'er, I thank Your Majesty and Your Majesty." Prime Minister Yao knew there was no way he could kill the woman from Bai Ziche's hands today. But it didn't matter. Let's see how Bai Ziche would turn the tide in three days.
And...it's not certain whether that girl can survive these three days. Thinking of Princess Ruyang's move, hum, she is indeed the most vicious woman.
This might be the first time that Bai Ziche hated himself so much for not having enough power, and regretted bringing her back to Yunjing but not being able to protect her.
"Bai Ziche, why are you so sad?"
"Bai Ziche, does your leg hurt?"
"Bai Ziche, can Qiqing find his father?"
"Bai Ziche, you are so nice"
"Bai Ziche...Bai Ziche..."
"Master, please go back first. The rain is getting heavier. Your body can't bear it. Bai Shi will watch over Miss Qiqing for you."
Bai Shi looked at the purple figure kneeling alone in the rain, then looked at his master who was sitting in a wheelchair beside him and stubbornly refused to hold an umbrella.
Bai Shi understood that this was his master's punishment for not protecting Qi Qing. Although he felt that his master had done her best, he had seen Qi Qing's skills with his own eyes and knew that Yao Shoulu must have been killed by Qi Qing.
No matter how much of a bastard Yao Shoulu was, he was still the son of Prime Minister Yao and the nephew of the Empress. Miss Qiqing so blatantly slaughtered the royal family in the palace that not only the master but even His Majesty the Emperor could not forcibly protect her in front of everyone.
Bai Shi felt that Qi Qing was a potential danger. He had to hurry up and find Dong Yi and send her away.
Ah... the problem is that I have to get through this level first.
"Is Zi Yu back?" Bai Ziche's faint voice interrupted Bai Shi's wandering thoughts.
"Oh, Young Master Murong has gone to pick up the Fourth Prince. I think he has seen him." Alas, I wonder what trouble the Fourth Prince will cause again.
"What did you say? That bastard Yao Shoulu bullied Qiqing! And now Qiqing is being punished to kneel in Luolin West Garden for three days?"
After hearing Murong Yu's words, Bai Ziyu was furious. He grabbed Murong Yue's clothes and yelled loudly.
Murong Yu was stunned by the shouting. Was that what he just said?
"Yao Shoulu is dead, probably killed by..." He had heard Bai Ziyu talk about the seven emotions a long time ago, so he agreed with Bai Shi's idea.
"I don't give a damn whether he is dead or alive. If he dies, it would be too easy for him. If he is not dead, he will not be alive when I see him. What about my royal brother? How can Qiqing be punished to kneel when my royal brother is here?" Bai Ziyu was in no mood to listen to Murong Yu's explanation. He rode his horse straight to the palace.
"Hey, wait for me! Bai Ziyu..." Looking at the two people and the wolf who ran away, Bai Ziche's reaction in the palace today flashed through his mind, and finally the image in his mind stayed on the girl kneeling in the West Garden.
Unlike the usual innocent and well-behaved girl who accompanied Bai Ziyu, making him want to be close to her, she was cold and lifeless today. For some reason, he felt a pang of pain in his heart. Murong Yu sighed, believing the palace would be restless today. He leaped onto his horse and headed for the palace gates.
"Meet His Majesty the Fourth Prince"
"Get out of here!" Bai Ziyu kicked away the Yulin guards guarding outside the yard, attracting several Yulin guards around to rush over.
The leader clasped his fists and said, "Fourth Prince, we are here on the orders of the Empress. Her Majesty has said..."
"Pa..." Bai Ziyu whipped the Yulin Guards blocking the door, refusing to listen to any explanation. "This prince will say it one last time, get out of here... Little cutie..."
"Aoao..." The ferocious wolf roared to the sky, captivating everyone. The Yulin Guards did not dare to really fight with the Fourth Prince, especially with the help of the ferocious wolf.
Bai Ziyu rushed straight into the courtyard. The purple-clad girl knelt in the rain, her clothes already soaking wet. With her head slightly lowered, she remained motionless, blending into the rain curtain, looking pitiful and helpless.
Bai Ziyu felt as if his heart had been struck hard by someone, and the pain made him bend over. Bai Ziyu took a deep breath, walked quickly to Qiqing, tore off his clothes, wrung them out, and covered Qiqing with them.
Bai Ziyu slowly knelt down in front of Qiqing, looked into her eyes, and looked deeply into her eyes: "Qiqing, Bai Ziyu is back, don't be afraid..." His voice was soft and full of heartache, as if he was afraid of scaring the girl in front of him.