Ning Yin never imagined that there were not only men who disliked women, but also women who disliked men.
Hearing about the touching love between the two, Ning Yin suddenly wanted to meet Chu Mo as well.
It's astonishing that a woman could single-handedly carve out a bloody path for herself.
This is comparable to that of Princess Chongning.
"So, Aning, you mean I should go to the Xuanyuan Palace to bring Chu Mo in and let her enter the East Palace?"
Ning Yin nodded, but she didn't really want Xiao Xuan to take her as a concubine. Instead, she wanted to help the two of them get together and get a favor from Chu Mo for herself and Xiao Xuan.
With Chu Mo's abilities and courage, coupled with his understanding of the Chu emperor, he will surely be of great help to Xiao Xuan in the future.
Making things convenient for them is also to pave the way for Xiao Xuan's future.
Xiao Xuan understood Ning Yin's plan. He nodded, quickly changed into his court robes, and then boarded a sedan chair to head towards the Xuanyuan Palace.
By this time, the Chu envoy was getting impatient and gave the emperor a cold, threatening look.
"Your Majesty, our Chu Kingdom has shown such sincerity by sending our princess to your Great Qi, and this is how you treat your guests? Do you not like our princess, but rather our iron hooves?"
The emperor was displeased when he heard the Chu envoy say this, but he could only put on a smiling face.
This was indeed their poor hospitality, making them wait for a long time.
"If your country truly does not value our princess, then I will take her back and inform His Majesty that your country prefers iron hooves to beautiful women."
The man spoke in a fierce tone, angrily flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave with Chu Mo.
Having taken only two steps, he saw outside the main hall a man dressed in a black python robe, with a golden belt cinching his lean waist, giving off an invisible but powerful sense of oppression.
While the others were still stunned, Xiao Xuan had already lifted his robes and strode into the hall. His sinister eyes swept over Chu Han with disdain, and the moment Chu Han met his gaze, she felt a strange sense of guilt.
Xiao Xuan, however, walked with ease, his every move exuding an aura of dominance and the innate spirit of a king.
"I am merely a little late. What, are you already planning to draw your weapons against my dynasty? Chu Han, is this your intention or the King of Chu's?"
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