He accepted the silver, then left with a smile.
Mu Xi lowered her eyes to look at the imperial edict in her hand, her eyes flickering slightly.
So he's been pushed into the eye of the storm?
She pursed her slightly cold lips and raised her head.
Let's prepare the meal.
Mu Xi rubbed his stomach; he needed to eat something.
Time flew by, and the news inexplicably spread throughout the Forbidden City of Fengluo Kingdom.
"This emperor pushed his own brother out, this is simply..."
"This is the only way we can maintain a semblance of peace. We can't possibly send our emperor to receive a foreign country, can we?"
Unless the emperor himself comes, this lowly envoy would be more than adequately received by the prime minister. Who knew he would be so shameless?
"That Shepherd King is incredibly unlucky."
The man sighed as he spoke, his tone tinged with sympathy.
"Indeed, back when His Majesty the late Emperor was still alive, he led the 12-year-old Prince Mu into battle. How impressive that was! Who knew that the enemy would destroy both his legs..."
"Sigh... never mind, let's drink, let's drink."
After downing a glass of strong liquor and eating a few peanuts, Dou Shiliu, having heard the gossip here, decided to return to the Mu Mansion.
The whole neighborhood was buzzing with discussion about this, but everyone knew that the Shepherd Prince might be humiliated, and there was nothing they could do about it.
As Muqi was preparing to receive the foreigners, a figure in white appeared before his eyes.
His recently rebelled secret guards
Mu Xi's expression remained unchanged by her arrival. His indifferent gaze fell lightly on Dou Shiliu, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Have you accepted your punishment?"
The words uttered from those handsome lips of a man were so annoying.
Dou Shiliu walked over helplessly. Mu Xi looked at her calmly, her face still as delicate as it had been in the room that day.
Feeling the wheelchair handle being grabbed, a hint of murderous intent flashed through Mu Xi's heart.
"Master, I'll go with you."
Mu Xi looked at her calmly. The woman's eyes, which were originally like a dead pool, were now full of human understanding and worldly wisdom when they met.
Mu Xi withdrew her gaze and uttered a soft "Mm".
Dou Shiliu smiled and pushed Mu Xi into the special carriage. Of course, she didn't get on, because Mu Xi would probably kill her instantly.
Dou Shiliu still valued her life. After helping Muxi up, she casually sat outside the carriage with the driver.
His eyes glided through the shadows, easily sensing Zero, Dark Two, and Little Five, whom he hadn't yet met.
The clear singing voice reached Muqi's ears, who was resting with her eyes closed. Her rounded earlobes were beautiful with a slight pink tinge.
Muqi is indifferent and undisturbed by the outside world.
The carriage moved at a moderate pace, leaving a long trail of tracks on the rain-soaked road.
Dou Shiliu vaguely saw the majestic Forbidden City, a place that every commoner yearned for, a place that devoured people without spitting out their bones.
Countless people have fought tooth and nail for that dragon throne inside, leaving no trace of their bodies.
A cold person has a smile that carries a hint of ruthlessness.
Throughout history, everyone has needed that supreme power.
The rain fell silently again, dark clouds loomed overhead, and raindrops pattered down one after another as the carriage sped past, its wheels crunching over the water.
After confirming the palace gate, the carriage sped towards the horse pavilion.
With the sheltered roof, it was easy to help Muxi down. Dou Shiliu placed the wheelchair on the ground and steadily helped Muxi down.
As she settled into her wheelchair, Mu Xi looked up and saw that the rain was gradually intensifying.
"Master," Dou Shiliu thought, not seeing a single person come to greet him, a chill creeping into his heart.
"Do we still need to go?"
She tried her best to suppress her anger.
"Shh..."
With fingertips to her lips, Dou Shiliu fell silent. Mu Xi closed her eyes slightly, listening to the sound of rain. Her blue robe made her seem like a figure from a painting, resting and sitting there.
Dou Shiliu fell silent. Her Muxi loved listening to the rain, as if it could calm his soul.
Rain splashed onto her robe. Dou Shiliu wanted to move Muxi slightly, but she didn't. She took the umbrella from the guard at Ma Ting and went out.
The white body shielded Dou Shiliu from the raindrops that soaked his blue robe, but the result was that Dou Shiliu was completely drenched.
Mu Xi kept his eyes closed, and the rain lessened until he could no longer hear the patter of the rain.
She calmly opened her eyes, and a pair of bright eyes immediately appeared in his view. Mu Xi glanced at her already soaked clothes.
He withdrew his gaze and spoke calmly.
"Let's go," he said, his tone devoid of emotion.
Dou Shiliu put away his umbrella and turned to push Muxi. No one except the emperor could travel in the palace, so Dou Shiliu had to push Muxi to the distant banquet hall.
Along the way, palace maids bowed respectfully to them and asked...
"Your Highness, please pay your respects," and everyone knelt down.
After Muqi left, he continued to work.
He is, after all, a prince of Fengluo Kingdom; he still needs to observe the proper etiquette.
Surrounded by singing and dancing at the banquet, the foreign ministers had probably already forgotten about Muqi.
Because of the rain, the emperor had a banquet prepared and casually presented all the tributes for the year.
"The Emperor of Feng Kingdom is as wise and powerful as ever."
The envoys gave a perfunctory reply, while Mu Tuo, seated high on his throne, smiled without saying a word, though he didn't drink a drop of wine from his cup.
"I heard the Prime Minister is seriously ill?"
A cold glint flashed in Mu Tuo's eyes, but he still smiled and said, "I think I infected you."
That's really in the style of the Emperor of Fengluo Kingdom.
"Hehe, Your Majesty is quite humorous."
The foreigner smiled and had all the tributes taken away. His eyes flickered slightly: "Since the Prime Minister is seriously ill, I heard that His Majesty sent His only prince to receive us. However, the banquet is already halfway through, and we haven't seen the prince yet... Could it be that he doesn't value our arrival?"
The more heated the words became, the more Mu Tuo's eyes darkened. It had rained earlier, and Mu Xi's legs were injured. Since riding a horse was not allowed in the palace, he guessed it was too late.
As Dou Shiliu pushed Muxi along, he overheard a heated discussion.
Mu Xi lowered her eyes and gestured for Dou Shiliu to go in a little later.
Although he didn't know what Muxi was thinking, Dou Shiliu obediently stopped pushing the cart and listened quietly at the door.
Mu Tuo smiled: "It is common knowledge that Prince Mu is unwell. I, the envoy, should have heard about it as well."
"Yes, I heard that the prince of Fengluo Kingdom is a cripple."
The foreigner burst into laughter: "Your Majesty, you should receive us yourself. It doesn't make sense to have a cripple receive us."
The tone was full of sarcasm.
Some of the ministers from Fengluo Kingdom present almost couldn't resist arguing with them, and some military generals even wanted to draw their swords and chop down the arrogant foreigners on the other side.
Their prince of Fengluo Kingdom was actually described in such a way by them.
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