Linglong hurriedly kowtowed and knelt down, "Your Highness, I am innocent. My lady instructed me to wake her up 25 minutes in advance. It is not time yet, so I am here guarding her."
At this moment.
Mu Chenshuang's voice came from inside the hall, "Linglong!"
Mu Yazhi was taken aback. She wanted to rush in to find out what was going on, but Feng Ji was still standing there, so she didn't dare to act rashly.
Linglong breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the sound.
Stand up.
After bowing in greeting, he stepped aside and pushed open the door to go inside.
Mu Yazhi wanted to follow him in, but seeing Feng Ji turn and leave, she panicked and quickly followed him, walking beside him. She tried her best to calm her nervousness and slowly said, "Father often talks to us about the dashing figure of the Prince of Xiaoyao on the battlefield, hoping that my elder brother can be as brave as the Prince of Xiaoyao."
Feng Ji's strides were very long, and Mu Yazhi almost had to jog to keep up.
"I wonder if Your Highness is going to the Wind Stage? I would like to accompany you."
Mu Yazhi was overjoyed, her delicate cheeks flushed. This was the first time she had walked side by side with the Prince of Xiaoyao at such close range and even had the opportunity to chat with him alone.
Feng Ji suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Mu Yazhi stopped in her tracks. When she looked up, she met the man's cold, indifferent eyes, as devoid of warmth as the cold wind of the night.
"Miss Mu need not follow me any longer."
He then strode away.
Mu Yazhi stood there awkwardly, her legs stiff, her eyes fixed on Feng Ji's departing figure, her fingers clenching tightly, filled with resentment.
She is also the daughter of the Marquis of Jingbian. Why can Mu Chenshuang receive his favor, but she can't?
He turned sharply to look in the direction of the Autumn Dance Palace gate, his eyes filled with hatred and jealousy.
Inside the hall.
Linglong hurriedly helped Mu Chenshuang change her clothes.
"If it weren't for the arrival of Prince Xiaoyao, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to stop the Third Miss. Fortunately, Your Highness has returned. Where have you been?"
"Go and get something."
Linglong gave an "oh" and, since the Empress was unwilling to say more, she didn't press further. She picked up a wooden comb and began combing Mu Chenshuang's long hair.
"Your Majesty, this servant suddenly feels that the Prince of Xiaoyao might have feelings for you?"
The words were spoken.
Mu Chenshuang interrupted, saying, "You can't say such things carelessly. The Prince of Xiaoyao has no feelings for me. Don't you think he and Crown Prince Junheng are quite a good match? Male beauties together are pleasing to the eye."
Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Linglong was taken aback. Her mistress's view on homosexual men was so open-minded. "If Your Majesty says so, does that mean that Prince Xiaoyao and Crown Prince Junheng are really..."
Although the news had already spread, it was still just a rumor, and many women still held onto a sliver of hope that the two were just friends.
"Alright, this is their business, let's not say anything more."
Linglong dared not say anything more, "This servant understands."
At this moment.
A voice called out from outside the door, "Sister!"
Upon hearing this voice, Mu Chenshuang's expression turned somewhat cold.
Mu Yazhi walked in, glanced around, and stopped beside Mu Chenshuang. "Sister, you'd better hurry up and get ready. The banquet is about to begin."
Mu Chenshuang kept her eyes straight ahead and said coldly, "I wonder why my sister hit my maid?"
Mu Yazhi's eyes turned cold, and she said in a stern voice, "Sister was afraid that Linglong would betray her like that lowly maid Lihua, and that she would miss the appointed time, so she slapped her in a moment of panic. Sister, you should be careful of this maid; she might really betray you one day."
"Third Miss, what are you saying? This servant has never had the intention to betray the Crown Princess," Linglong said anxiously.
"How dare you, a mere servant, question this young lady?" Mu Yazhi scolded, raising her hand to slap her again.
However, the slap had not yet landed.
Mu Chenshuang stood up with lightning speed, grabbed Mu Yazhi's wrist with one hand, and slapped Mu Yazhi across the face with the other.
The sound of the slap made Mu Yazhi's ears ring. She covered her cheek where she had been hit and stared at Mu Chenshuang with wide eyes.
"Mu Yazhi, remember this: you can't lay a hand on my people. If there's a next time, it won't be as simple as just slapping you back."
With a stern warning and icy, chilling gaze, Mu Chenshuang looked down on Mu Yazhi.
That look startled her.
"go out!"
Mu Yazhi snapped out of her daze, glared indignantly at Mu Chenshuang, snorted angrily, and turned to stride out.
"Your Majesty..."
Linglong was truly startled. She knew that the former Empress cherished family ties and never spoke harshly to the Third Miss. Yet today, she had hit the Third Miss for the sake of her servant.
After spending time with her, the Empress has indeed changed.
The current empress is more intelligent and composed, which makes people feel more at ease.
"Linglong, if she dares to bully you again, you don't have to be subservient to her, understand?" Mu Chenshuang said these words seriously.
"This servant understands."
After dressing up, Mu Chenshuang prepared to go out. Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped out of the palace gate, she saw Feng Xilan. The man was dressed in a black and red crown prince's official robe, and was handsome and dashing.
Feng Xilan stepped forward and said calmly, "Let's go!"
Mu Chenshuang said coldly, "Why did the Crown Prince have to come all the way to find me? I can go by myself."
Feng Xilan came to find her personally and went with her. This unusual thing happened, which can only mean that Feng Xilan was seeking peace. He was afraid of divorce because he was afraid of losing the support behind him.
Men are truly despicable.
Mu Chenshuang strode past Feng Xilan and left.
Feng Xilan stared at Mu Chenshuang's indifferent back, clenching his fists as he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
He strode forward and grabbed her arm.
"Get in the sedan chair!"
Mu Chenshuang forcefully pulled her hand back, "I can go up myself!"
"Mu Chenshuang, there should be limits to your temper."
Mu Chenshuang just gave a cold laugh, "Your Highness, don't misunderstand. I'm not throwing a tantrum at you. Don't flatter yourself."
He still thought he was the Mu Chenshuang who had once loved him wholeheartedly.
Mu Chenshuang ignored him and got into the sedan chair.
Feng Xilan suppressed her displeasure.
The two went to the Phoenix Stage together.
The fireworks display concluded successfully half an hour later.
After the fireworks display ended.
The Imperial Guards came to report the theft of the Dragon Blood Ginseng.
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