She had just thought about it. What if the Prince of Ye didn't genuinely want to find his son, but instead resorted to this underhanded tactic to eliminate future troubles? In that case, Yuan Xingzhou would be courting death. Of course, this possibility was very low, but it was always better to be cautious.
Yuan Xingzhou said expressionlessly, "I'll do whatever you say."
"You just saw Princess Sheng'an, right? I noticed she kept staring at you the whole time she was being taken away. She must be suspicious of your identity. She might even tell the Queen about it. Is everything alright for you?"
Because it is unclear what exactly happened to him and his mother back then that led to one dying and the other fleeing, and why they only agreed to return to the palace to meet the Prince of Ye now, but based on her experience of being influenced by various TV dramas when she was young, this matter is probably inseparable from the people in the court and the harem.
Yuan Xingzhou casually licked the corner of his mouth, moistening his dry lips and giving them a crimson tinge: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I'll have to see these people one by one."
Zheng Quchi had seen him with a sinister look that suggested he was ready to bite all his enemies. She felt it would be too dangerous for him to enter the palace with that expression, so she interrupted him, saying, "Yuan Xingzhou, come closer."
He didn't understand, but he still obediently moved his head closer.
Zheng Quchi whispered to him, "Just now, thank you for saving me in time. I will repay your kindness and help you in return. So... after you enter the palace, don't rush to go crazy. You must always remember that saving my life is the most important thing."
She half-jokingly, half-seriously reminded him that his revenge required careful planning to succeed, and he would know that if he still had a brain, but her trip to the palace was truly unpredictable.
The King of Ye was treacherous and cunning. As soon as she arrived, he summoned her to the palace, giving her no chance to catch her breath or react. He also forbade her to bring her personal attendants or guards, and made it clear that he wanted her to enter the palace alone to meet the emperor.
If she doesn't agree, it would be blatant defiance, and he could find an excuse to control her at any time. But if she agrees, it would be like a lamb entering a tiger's den. Fortunately, she already had a useful trump card in her hand—Xing Yuanzhou. As long as he was there, she was sure that she would be safe and sound on this trip.
The premise is that he is willing to do anything to protect her.
The earnest requests made by Wei Yao and Wang Zebang in public just now were not as simple as they sounded; they both understood each other's meaning perfectly, and in the end, Yuan Xingzhou agreed.
Yuan Xingzhou lowered his eyes, his thick, dark eyelashes falling like black feathers, obscuring the slight smile that flickered in his pupils.
"Okay, I've got it."
After hearing this, Zheng Quchi felt much more at ease. He then composed himself and prepared to focus on the severe test ahead—to escape safely from the supreme ruler of Ye, the King of Ye.
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The Ye King's Palace was the most luxurious and complex architectural complex Zheng Quchi had ever seen since her transmigration. Its craftsmanship and construction level were basically the best in the Ye Kingdom, and the building materials used were ones she had never seen elsewhere.
Along the way, she observed everything with great care and attention, from the red pillars and carved beams to the green tiles and white walls. The ministers thought she had never seen anything good before and was simply amazed by the splendor of the palace.
He glanced at her disdainfully and muttered under his breath, "country bumpkin."
Yuan Xingzhou looked over with a gaze as calm as if he were looking at a dead man. The minister glanced at him for a moment and was startled as if by something terrifying. He quickly put away his contemptuous expression and silently led the way.
He took them to the Shengyuan Palace.
Upon entering the hall, one is immediately struck by its dim lighting. A row of candles are lit behind the curtains on either side, and above them lies a thin, translucent veil. Through the hazy light, one can vaguely discern a massive figure sitting atop it.
The air was filled with an especially sweet and cloying fragrance. It was so strong that if you smelled it for too long, you would feel dizzy and nauseous.
"Your Majesty, the General's wife has arrived."
After the ministers finished their bows, Zheng Quchi, who was following behind, appeared. She kept her eyes straight ahead, held her breath slightly, and also bowed. Given her current status, she was not required to perform the full bow to the monarch unless it was an important occasion.
This scene... seems to be just a private meeting between the Prince of Ye and her, and can hardly be considered a formal occasion.
Yuan Xingzhou naturally did not come in with her, but waited in front of the palace gate.
"Zheng Quchi, is that your name?"
Behind the black veil, a low, hoarse voice, seemingly choked with phlegm, echoed in the hall.
The sound, combined with the strange, sweet fragrance wafting through the hall, was simply divine.
Zheng Quchi pursed his lips, suppressing the urge to vomit. His eyes swept across the hall. Apart from the door that had just been opened, all the windows were locked, leaving no gap for ventilation.
"I am your subject."
"You came to see me alone, aren't you afraid?"
His voice, lacking strength, asked slowly. His speech was different from that of ordinary people, with intonation and rhythm, as if it had been left behind by years of strict discipline and authoritarianism.
Fortunately, I didn't see the person in person; just hearing their voice lessened the overwhelming pressure somewhat.
"Your Majesty is the most exalted being in Ye Kingdom. It is an honor for me to see you," Zheng Quchi replied naturally, as if this were her true feelings.
"Hahaha... This courage and eloquence are quite impressive, much better than I expected."
Zheng Quchi was not standing here intending to have a verbal argument or engage in trivial family matters with him. Skipping over these lengthy opening remarks and insincere pleasantries, she spoke directly: "Your Majesty, I have something important to report."
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