Chapter 387 A Show of Force, Master Qingfeng
Yu Zhiyi saw the disdainful expressions on the mother and daughter's faces, but she wasn't angry; instead, she breathed a sigh of relief.
If she hadn't sacrificed her life to enter the Dao, she wouldn't have been able to create bloodshed without cause...
She shook her head, banishing the jumbled thoughts.
My mood, however, couldn't help but become heavy.
For some reason, after this trip to the Martial Alliance, she seemed to have become extremely bloodthirsty.
Over the past decade or so, she has endured countless taunts, ridicule, and injustices, but she has always remained calm and composed. Even if someone is too skilled in martial arts, she will at most punish them, but she will never harbor any murderous intent.
But in just these few days, she has already had murderous intent twice.
And each time, the goal is to uproot them completely, leaving no survivors.
After traveling at full speed for more than two days, apart from taking a short rest and eating at noon, the group would only find a place to stay nearby in the evening.
Finally, on the evening of the third day, we saw the city gate of Shengjing.
Yu Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief.
She returned at the last minute.
If she just needs to work hard to solve a few more cases and save up a few months of vacation, she can set off for the Hidden Realm.
As for his mother and younger brother.
After she leaves, if they want to stay in Shengjing, they can stay at her residence; if they want to return to the Martial Alliance, she can also take them back.
The group entered the city before the gates were locked. Yu Zhiyi said to Bai Zhiyuan, "You take my mother back to my residence. I will send these two prisoners to the jail first."
Chen Ruolan and her daughter's expressions changed simultaneously.
As soon as they saw the gates of Shengjing, their hearts were filled with anxiety, and they were very reluctant to go to the capital.
Given their status as prisoners, no amount of resistance would make a difference.
Before long, Yu Zhiyi finished negotiating with the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, and clearly explained the crimes of the mother and daughter in murder, as well as their testimonies and evidence.
The Minister of the Court of Judicial Review gained a merit without lifting a finger, and was immediately overjoyed, saying with a smile, "As expected of Lord Yu, even when taking leave, he does not forget to handle cases."
Yu Zhiyi coughed lightly.
If possible, she doesn't want to increase her workload unnecessarily.
Unfortunately, someone offered him the credit, and she couldn't refuse it.
Yu Zhiyi was not good at small talk, and after saying a few more official words, she left the Dali Temple.
She will have to go to the palace next.
Go and report to the emperor.
So that he wouldn't think she hadn't returned yet.
After all, her position was very special, and she was not required to attend court.
She wasn't the type to frequent the imperial court, but just to report for duty, she would deliberately finish her meditation before dawn and stand in the court for several hours, listening to the officials arguing amongst themselves...
After attending court a few times, she began to seriously doubt whether those who wanted to become emperor had some kind of problem.
They get up earlier than the roosters and go to bed later than the dogs; they need the approval of the court officials to do anything they want.
The atmosphere at court every day was comparable to a vegetable market; they could argue about the same thing for days.
Yu Zhiyi has a keen hearing, and she couldn't stand it after hearing it only once.
The emperor had to endure the brain-stimulating noises every day.
What's the point of living like that, even if you wield immense power?
Being an emperor means that not a single day of the year belongs to you.
There isn't a single moment in a day that truly belongs to oneself.
Even a simple stroll through the inner palace required balancing the relationship between the imperial court and the inner palace.
Cultivating immortality is still the best.
After changing into her official robes, Yu Zhiyi headed straight for the palace.
"Lord Yu, the Empress Dowager has been unwell lately, and His Majesty is personally attending to her. Please wait a moment."
Yu Zhiyi glanced at the guard's face, which was clearly lying, and raised an eyebrow.
"Excuse me, what's wrong with the Empress Dowager?"
The guard chuckled awkwardly, "Please, Lord Yu, don't make things difficult for me."
How could these guards casually discuss the affairs of the noble ladies in the palace?
Moreover, since the person in front of them is the target, no one would dare to provoke them.
Yu Zhiyi nodded thoughtfully: "Alright, then I'll wait."
One hour.
Two hours.
Three hours.
Hearing the distant sound of the night watchman's gong, Yu Zhiyi said to the guard in front of him, "Sir, could you please announce His Majesty's presence again? If His Majesty is truly too busy, I shall return now."
The guard dared not look Yu Zhiyi in the eye, bowed his head and responded, then turned and entered the palace.
He returned shortly afterward, looking apologetic. "Lord Yu, His Majesty is still in the Empress Dowager's palace. Why don't you wait a little longer?"
Yu Zhiyi smiled: "Then I will return after Her Majesty the Empress Dowager has fully recovered."
She turned and left.
The guard grew anxious: "Lord Yu, are you just going to leave like this?"
Yu Zhiyi looked at him with amusement: "I was not summoned by His Majesty, but came to cancel my leave on my own initiative. Logically speaking, even if I did not cancel my leave, as long as I report to the Ministry of Justice tomorrow, I will have completed the entire leave application process."
She shrugged and said, "So I'm leaving. Do you have any objections?"
The guard was rendered speechless by her retort.
What opinions could he possibly have?
He was just an unfortunate mouthpiece.
If he could, he would have let the person in already.
Even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare offend a mysterious and unpredictable master of the Xuanmen sect!
His smile looked more like a grimace, and he still wanted to keep him.
Yu Zhiyi raised her hand to interrupt him: "If anyone asks, just repeat what I just said."
She waved her hand, stopping the guard from continuing to try to persuade her to stay.
Before long, her figure disappeared at the end of the road.
The guard was on the verge of tears, but could only relay Yu Zhiyi's words.
Inside the Longevity Palace.
The Empress Dowager slammed her hand on the table, her well-maintained face contorted with rage: "This Yu Zhiyi, does she really think she's some kind of goddess? How dare she disregard both me and the Emperor!"
She looked at the person beside her, immediately composed herself, and asked nervously, "Master Qingfeng, do you really have a way to cure my son?"
The man, known as Qingfeng Zhenren, was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old and didn't look much older than Yu Zhiyi.
However, he possessed an extraordinary demeanor, and every gesture he made exuded an air of disdain for the common people.
Even without knowing his identity, just by looking at him, one can sense his extraordinary nature.
Master Qingfeng remained silent.
The woman beside her smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured, Master Qingfeng is a true hermit with the power to move mountains and fill seas, and he can bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded."
The Empress Dowager immediately disliked the voice.
Who could blame them when the person speaking was none other than You Bingyue?
This woman caused her son to lose face in front of the entire court and his family, and then she instigated him to go after Yu Zhiyi, which directly offended her to death.
Otherwise, his son wouldn't have needed to be bedridden for so long.
The Empress Dowager was convinced that Yu Zhiyi must have a way to cure her son.
It's only because of resentment in their hearts that they are unwilling to exert their full efforts.
She was furious at Yu Zhiyi's audacity; he even dared to deceive her, the Empress Dowager.
However, he understood that Yu Zhiyi had her reasons.
She was very conflicted.
So she gave Yu Zhiyi a hard time.
Unexpectedly, the woman dared to turn around and leave.
At that moment, her desire to cure her son outweighed her thoughts of settling scores, and she decided to let Yu Zhiyi off the hook for the time being.
Let's talk about other things after she finishes her business.
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