Chapter 323 I Will Never Blame Her

Before she became the queen, Wu Zhaoli often acted like one, calling herself "this palace" and abusing her servants.

The servants were afraid of Wu Zhaoli's noble status, and were even more afraid that Wu Zhaoli would kill them, so they dared not say anything and could only endure it.

At this moment, facing Wu Zhaoli's rage, they all lowered their heads humbly, knelt in fear, and did not dare to speak or look Wu Zhaoli in the eye.

To them, Wu Zhaoli was no different from a scourge or a beast.

The palace maid with an injured knee who was sitting quietly on the stone was so frightened that she subconsciously knelt down and begged for mercy from Wu Zhaoli when she saw her appear.

But she was held down by the shoulders by Jiujiu at the side.

"Just sit still."

"I'm here for everything."

Jiujiu's action instantly caught the attention of Wu Zhaoli who was not far away.

However, Wu Zhaoli did not see Jiujiu's face, so she naturally did not recognize her immediately. As for Nan Yuanxiang who was next to Jiujiu, she was still wearing a human skin mask and had not taken it off, so Wu Zhaoli naturally could not recognize her.

Wu Zhaoli sneered a few times, and as if to intimidate everyone, she swung the whip in her hand again and again, and slowly approached Jiujiu's figure.

Jiujiu heard the loud sound in the air when the whip was swung.

Wu Zhaoli was trying to scare her on purpose, but she wasn't someone who would be frightened.

Not far away, Di Jiang, who had just come off court, was hurriedly coming here with his men to see Jiujiu.

But no one noticed him.

"You are the one who got Dong Qing up?" Wu Zhaoli walked up to Jiujiu, stared at her angrily, and asked unkindly, "Do you know who I am?"

Without waiting for Jiujiu to answer, Wu Zhaoli said, "I am the future queen of the Southern Kingdom. How dare you mess with me?"

"Your Majesty will not let you go."

"Yeah?"

Jiujiu turned around with a smile and looked at Wu Zhaoli who was protesting against her with bared fangs and claws.

When Wu Zhaoli saw Jiujiu's familiar face, her heart sank and her legs instantly went limp. The arrogance and fearlessness on her face were no longer there.

Her eyes were full of disbelief, shock, fear and cowardice.

How could it be Feng Jiujiu?

Feng Jiujiu, who snatched away her wealth and glory as soon as she appeared.

Feng Jiujiu, who made her nothing as soon as she appeared.

It seemed that as long as Feng Jiujiu was around, everything she had would be taken away by Feng Jiujiu.

She would also be trampled under Feng Jiujiu's feet, unable to raise her head, and looking extremely miserable.

"Saintess of Mobei."

Jiujiu stared at Wu Zhaoli's face covered with a golden mask, as if she wanted to see Wu Zhaoli's true appearance through the mask, but she couldn't see it.

She just felt that Wu Zhaoli gave her a sense of déjà vu.

It must be an illusion.

Jiujiu shook her head and said to Wu Zhaoli: "Today, I saved a person regardless of your wishes."

"You think this shouldn't happen, and His Majesty won't let me off, and will hold me accountable for it? Right?"

"..." If she was facing someone else, Wu Zhaoli would still have some confidence and say that she was right.

But after hearing Jiujiu's words, Wu Zhaoli lost confidence. She hesitated, not knowing how to answer Jiujiu.

Jiujiu saw Dijiang and said, "It just so happens that His Majesty is here, let's ask His Majesty!"

Jiujiu said this and waved at Dijiang who was not far away, signaling Dijiang to come over.

Her action really scared the palace maids and guards around her.

When others invited His Majesty, they would always consider the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects, kneeling down respectfully to invite, fearing that His Majesty would be dissatisfied and bring disaster upon themselves. But she actually waved her hand to invite, which was so offensive and she was courting death.

Several kneeling palace maids gasped, fearing that Dijiang would be angry and punish Jiujiu.

Several people looked at Jiujiu worriedly.

Unexpectedly, the emperor's wrath that everyone thought of did not come. All they heard was the emperor's hearty laughter.

"Oh my god? Did I hear that wrong?"

"Your Majesty is laughing? I have never seen Your Majesty laugh before!"

Several palace maids were muttering in their hearts.

Amid the muttering, Dijiang came to Jiujiu's side.

Seeing that the little girl was wearing thin clothes and it was windy, he quickly took off his black cloak embroidered with a golden dragon and carefully put it on Jiujiu.

"I'm worried about catching a cold." His voice was full of doting.

"I'm fine." Jiujiu smiled.

The palace maids, guards and attendants were shocked by Dijiang's actions.

Heaven and earth can bear witness that their majesty has never taken the initiative to put a cloak on any woman, let alone take the initiative to care about any woman. Even if a woman deliberately fell in front of him to show weakness, he would just think she was blocking his way.

It's really unromantic.

The palace servants had all discussed this matter, and in the end, they concluded that their young Majesty would be alone for the rest of his life.

Unexpectedly, they were wrong. It was not that His Majesty was unromantic and unkind, but that he had not met the person who made him willing to take the initiative.

Di Jiang gently rubbed Jiujiu's head and said, "I heard everything you said just now."

After a pause, he expressed his opinion on the maid that Jiujiu had saved: "Princess Yongle's opinion is my opinion."

"I will never blame her."

"She can save anyone she wants."

"What? His Majesty said he would never blame Princess Yongle and he was so kind to her."

"Princess Yongle? What, she is Princess Yongle?" After the palace servants sighed, they noticed this problem belatedly.

Jiujiu looked at Wu Zhaoli, "Do you have any objection to this?"

Wu Zhaoli was unwilling to accept this.

But what can I say?

We can only assume that there is no objection.

She endured the pain secretly. No one saw that she was about to crush her hands hidden in her sleeves.

"That's good, as long as you have no objection." Jiujiu turned to the injured palace maid and said, "You don't have to worry about it now, right?"

"Don't worry." This noble man really saved her, and he really was not afraid of the Saint of Mobei to protect her. Because of her, she was able to save her legs.

"Thank you so much, sir. You have changed my life." Dong Qing was so excited that he wanted to kneel down to thank Jiujiu again.

Jiujiu was concerned about the injury on her knee and hurriedly stopped her, "No need to do that, go back and heal your injury."

"Yes, my lord."

Dongqing was helped back to rest by several palace maids who were on good terms with her.

Dijiang had already taken Jiujiu's hand and was ready to leave, not wanting to talk any more with Wuzhaoli.

He knew that Wu Zhaoli had been acting like a queen in his palace and doing whatever she wanted, but he had lacked an opportunity to deal with her. Now was a good opportunity.

When he returned, he would take this opportunity to deal with Wu Zhaoli properly, or at least get her out of the palace.

"Your Majesty, I want to compete with Princess Yongle."

Wu Zhaoli knew very well that she would be in trouble next.

In order to let Dijiang see her value and to prove that she is better than Jiujiu who appeared out of nowhere and is the best candidate for the future Queen of the Southern Kingdom, Dijiang cannot deal with her at will and has to protect her if something happens. So she decided to compete with Jiujiu.

She wanted to let His Majesty take a good look at the beast-taming skills that she was so proud of.