The next day, it was already broad daylight, but the doors and windows of Luochen Palace were still tightly closed, and it was quiet inside and out. Xiao Mohan did not see his master come out, so everyone consciously stood guard outside, not daring to even breathe loudly.
It was getting late, and Xiangxing and Cuihe came over on time to remind the Emperor to have his meal. Seeing Xiao Mohan and the others standing silently at the door, Xiangxing glanced over and found them rather strange. "What are you all still standing here like idiots for? Do you think your subordinates' jobs are too easy?"
Xiangxing entered the palace quite early, almost at the same time as Yu Qianqian, making her one of the most senior palace maids. Coupled with the support of her mistress, she always spoke with an air of self-righteousness, which Xiao Mohan found extremely distasteful. "What do you know, little girl? I'm here specifically to protect the Emperor and Empress, preventing any unauthorized personnel from approaching the imperial bedchamber."
"Who are you calling irrelevant people?" Xiangxing was annoyed and immediately straightened her back to retort: "I am the Empress's personal lady-in-waiting. I have the responsibility and obligation to take care of my mistress's daily life at all times. If we're being serious, you, this blockhead who only knows how to guard the door, are the superfluous one."
Xiao Mohan was not convinced. They were clearly the same. Xiangxing followed the Empress, and he followed the Emperor. How could he inexplicably be considered inferior?
Afraid of disturbing the two masters inside, he swallowed his anger, his face dark with anger, and sneered, "A good man doesn't fight with a woman, I'm too lazy to bother with you."
Cuihe watched anxiously from the side. The two of them really knew how to pick a place. They had to stand right in front of the Emperor's bedroom and cause trouble. If they angered the Emperor, they would be in big trouble.
She glanced at Xiangxing, who was standing in front of the door with her hands on her hips, looking arrogant. She quickly went over and tugged at Xiangxing's sleeve, wanting to advise her to be more careful, but before she could say a word, Xiangxing spoke first.
"Heh, you're smart to know your place!"
Xiang Xing sneered twice, then moved closer to Xiao Mohan and quietly lowered her voice: "Who doesn't know that in this palace, our Empress is the ruler, and even the Emperor has to submit to her?"
That's true. Xiao Mohan knew it perfectly well. Having been by Mu Beichen's side for years, he knew that Mu Beichen could handle anything perfectly. Although he was a big shot in the outside world, he would turn a blind eye to anything involving Yu Qianqian, just like a tyrant.
Xiao Mohan glanced coldly at Xiang Xing and then said nothing more.
As their voices faded, the person inside gradually woke up. Mu Beichen lay on his side on the headboard, with a soft, fragrant woman curled up in his arms. Even though his arm was a little numb from being used as a pillow, he remained motionless, afraid of accidentally waking her from her dream.
Mu Beichen lowered his eyes and stared at her, a slight smile playing on his lips. When they returned from the dungeon last night, the little thing had too much on her mind, and she lost control of her emotions, becoming so weak that she couldn't even take a step. He carried her back to the palace with him. Afterwards, she cried to him with snot and tears streaming down her face, telling him almost all the heartfelt things she had never mentioned before.
They had known each other for so many years, and this was the first time they had seen her cry so pitifully. They felt both heartache and excitement, a feeling they couldn't quite describe.
When you truly fall in love with someone, it's like the thrill of being so close to each other, or the longing of being far away. With love in your heart, you can understand the other person's thoughts no matter when or where.
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