Mo Shisheng, Jiang Ge, and Jiang Yao hadn't gone far when the Imperial Guards surrounded them in an instant.
The Imperial Guards formed a circle, surrounding the three of them.
Mo Shisheng's cold and beautiful face was covered with a thin layer of frost, and a trace of coldness appeared in her eyes.
As Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao prepared to make their move, she directly raised her hand and controlled all the longswords worn by the Imperial Guards, causing them to float in the air, their sharp blades pointing at each of them.
Seemingly caught off guard by this scene, Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao's eyes were filled with astonishment, as were those of every Imperial Guard.
Mo Shisheng curled her red lips slightly, "If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the longsword moved even closer to them, and the Imperial Guards all took a few steps back.
Mo Shisheng strode through the middle with a powerful aura, holding a long whip she had taken out of her storage ring. No one dared to approach her.
The Imperial Preceptor's residence was very close to the palace, and it didn't take Mo Shisheng and the others long to walk there.
When she barged through the gate, no one dared to stop her; wherever she went, everyone stood frozen in place.
Mo Shisheng's stunning beauty and powerful aura made people afraid to approach her, let alone stop her.
When Mo Shisheng stood at the grand entrance of the Golden Palace, the coldness in her eyes intensified.
This was her first time visiting the Golden Palace. Besides the tea-serving maid, Mo Shisheng had brought two other maids with her.
This is a capital offense!
Some people exclaimed, "Is she out of her mind?"
Mo Shisheng ignored the voices. The gates of the Golden Palace were closed. Mo Shisheng walked closer and kicked them open with force, only to find guards approaching Ming Beiya, holding weapons in their hands.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng instantly flew into a rage. She gripped her long whip tightly and lashed it forcefully at the people closest to Ming Beiya. She strode over to Ming Beiya, her chin slightly raised, her gaze falling on those she had knocked down. "You're asking for death."
The guard was so frightened that he backed away and dared not come any closer.
On the dragon throne, Qi Jingling slammed the memorial he was holding onto the table in anger. "How dare you, Shangguan Yan! This Golden Palace is not a place for you to act so presumptuously!"
"Could it be that His Majesty, a nobleman, has a bad memory?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Shisheng merely sneered. When she suddenly turned to face Qi Jingling, she clearly saw a flash of astonishment in his eyes.
"I'm nothing more than a pawn captured by the Shangguan family for revenge; how could I possibly still bear the Shangguan surname?"
"you!"
"Qi Jingling, today I make a deal with you. I will lead troops into battle and reclaim the other three kingdoms for you within three years. I will not pursue the matter before this!"
Mo Shisheng coldly interrupted Qi Jingling, then turned to look at the man behind her.
She had only reached the man's chest when she began to touch him all over, trying to see if he was injured.
A cool, clear voice suddenly came from above, tinged with a hint of mockery, "Ah Sheng, this is inappropriate in public."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Mo Shisheng couldn't help but twitch her lips slightly. She punched Ming Beiya in the chest with a light slap, but not with enough force, which caused the man to cough softly.
Mo Shisheng merely rolled her eyes at him. After making sure that Ming Beiya was not injured, she turned and walked up the steps. Under the gaze of the civil and military officials, including several princes, she walked to Qi Jingling's desk.
She placed her hands on the table, leaning slightly forward. "Qi Jingling, will you agree or not?"
Qi Jingling: "..."
He seemed to have a feeling that refusing would mean certain death...
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