Since returning to the palace, Mu Beichen had a strong premonition that Su Ruan would cause great trouble under his nose. So, for safety reasons, he specially sent Su Ruan to a side hall of Wuji Palace and placed her under house arrest. At the same time, he ordered people to guard the place and monitor Su Ruan's every move. Except for someone who took blood every day, no one was allowed to enter or leave the place.
Recently, he only leaves Yu Qianqian when he goes to the morning court every day. Otherwise, he stays almost constantly in Fengyi Palace. Wherever Yu Qianqian goes, he follows without hesitation.
Yu Qianqian stood by the window, glancing at Mu Beichen who was leaning against the seat out of the corner of her eye. After thinking for a moment, she slowly turned back to him and said, "Achen, I suddenly feel a little tired. Why don't you go back first?"
Mu Beichen paused slightly, then suddenly stood up and walked over to her in her deep voice. He reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her tightly. His thin lips brushed against her ear as he softly said, "It's alright, you can rest assured and rest. I'll stay here and watch over you."
"Then I won't rest for now..." Yu Qianqian hurriedly pushed Mu Beichen away, turned her head and forced a smile at him, but at this moment she was getting more and more anxious because she couldn't get rid of this person.
Ever since returning to the palace that day, she had been thinking about verifying for herself whether what the assassin said was true or false, but Mu Beichen was always so persistent, wanting to be by her side at all times. What was she supposed to do?
After a slight hesitation, Yu Qianqian had a sudden idea and said with a smile, "Um... I'm hungry, and I suddenly really want to eat something. Can you make something for me?"
“Qianqian, you know I’m not good at doing such complicated things.” Mu Beichen frowned, embarrassed, and said, “If you want to eat it, just have the imperial kitchen make it.”
Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded no matter what, Yu Qianqian, in desperation, decided to abandon her usual tactics and shamelessly pester him, "No, no, I just love eating the meals Your Majesty makes with love. Otherwise, I'd rather starve myself than compromise. Can you really bear to see me suffer while I'm sick?"
She wrapped her arms around Mu Beichen from behind, calling out softly in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Mu Beichen, Ah Chenchen, my husband..."
Her call melted Mu Beichen's heart. His body, which was tightly entwined by her jade fingers, suddenly went limp, and he was completely immersed in this tenderness.
He knew he was already helpless against Yu Qianqian, so how could he withstand her persistent pleading? Sure enough, in no time at all, he had to completely give in to Yu Qianqian.
"Okay, whatever Qianqian wants, she can have it." Mu Beichen chuckled softly, turned around and hugged her, his face full of doting affection.
As he gradually withdrew from Fengyi Palace and completely disappeared from sight, Yu Qianqian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Without hesitation, she followed Mu Beichen in the direction he had gone.
From the moment she left in the opposite direction from Mu Beichen, she asked questions as she walked, but the palace servants remained tight-lipped. No matter how she asked, she couldn't get any answers. But the more they did so, the deeper her doubts became.
It was just nightfall when Yu Qianqian hurried along the secluded path, her slender figure moving like wisps of smoke, passing by the palace servants one by one.
Before her, at the end of the dimly lit corridor, a person and a lamp gradually entered her sight. Their steps were hurried, but there was not a sound under their feet. The purple figure floated in like a ghost.
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