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"Mu Qianxue was saved by Yan Shi'er at the risk of her life, so the Emperor had to ask Yan Shi Fei before he would answer the West Chu Envoy." Upon hearing this, Shen Xijun hurriedly said, "Big Brother Saijun, you're completely captivated by that girl. You definitely won't agree."

Empress Dowager Wei caressed the hem of her dress embroidered with a large Dark Ribbon Peony. "If that's really the case, then there's nothing we can do about it."

Her words caused Shen Xijun to feel even more anxious, "Aunt, Mu Qianxue is an ominous person. It would be detrimental to our Great Zhou if we let her stay in Jinling. It's best if we quickly send her away."

"I cherish you, my lord." Empress Dowager Wei's gaze darkened as she said coldly, "Although this Dowager dotes on you, it doesn't mean that you've forgotten your limits. This is the political matter of the previous dynasty, so how can you decide on it?"

Seeing her gloomy gaze, Shen Xijun felt somewhat afraid. However, she was unwilling to accept it. She could not help but say, "But …"

Zong Ji." Yin Qiu was afraid that the empress dowager would be angered if she spoke any further, so she quickly cut her off. "The empress dowager has many inconvenience too, so please don't make things difficult for her anymore." Seeing that the latter didn't say anything, she urged in a low voice, "The envoy won't leave for a few more days, we can slowly think of a way, there's no need to rush for a while.

She didn't know that no matter how much she begged, Empress Dowager Wei wouldn't send Mu Qianxue back to the West Chu. Family Love... In many cases it is as weak as paper.

She bowed towards the cold and gloomy Empress Dowager Wei and said in a low voice, "I was being presumptuous. Please forgive me, Aunt. I won't do that again."

"It's good that you don't know." With that, Empress Dowager Wei waved her hand. "This Dowager is tired. Kneel down and rest."

"Yes." Shen Xijun dejectedly left the main hall. When the maidservants outside saw her come out, they hurriedly opened up their umbrellas to block the chaotic rain.

Looking at the rain outside the umbrella, Shen Xijun remembered the scolding just now. Her nose turned sour and she couldn't help but cry. When the maid saw this, she hurriedly asked, "Zong Ji, what happened?"

"I'm fine." Shen Xijun was unwilling to say more. She raised her sleeve to wipe away the tears on her cheek and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

The maid didn't dare to ask too much and helped her to walk outside. When she was about to reach the entrance of the palace, she was surprised to see Wyon standing there, talking to a man wearing a blue robe. The man asked anxiously: "Eunuch, can I go in now?"

Wyon bowed and said, "His Majesty is busy with matters of the kingdom and has no time to see the messenger. You should go back to the station and wait for His Majesty. When His Majesty is free, he will summon you."

"I understand that the Emperor of Zhou is a man of his word, but the matters His Majesty wishes for are not complicated. He only needs to issue a decree so that I can return to my homeland as soon as possible. Should I wait here?"

"We understand your feelings, but your majesty really doesn't have time right now. I hope you can forgive me." With that, he continued, "Yesterday, I heard from the messenger that this is the first time that we've come to Jinling. So, I might as well take this opportunity to tour around Jinling."

Seeing that Wynn's attitude was firm and that the person summoning him knew that he would not be able to see the Emperor of Zhou today, he could only clasp his hands and leave. Wynn turned around and saw Shen Xijun standing not far away.

"Eunuch, please forgive me." Shen Xijun stared at the figure leaving the palace with the umbrella and raised her brows. "So this is the messenger from Xichu?"

Wynne nodded and said, "It wasn't him. It was his fault that he came. He just happened to run into a mishap for Lord Jiang. His Majesty doesn't have the heart to bother with him. Let this old servant send him back."

Shen Xijun's eyes flashed. She probed, "I heard that he came to fetch Princess Xuanji. What is the meaning of His Majesty?"

"I saw him yesterday in a hurry. His Majesty didn't say it out loud, and this old servant doesn't know it either." He cupped his hands together and said, "This old servant still has matters to attend to. Goodbye."

Looking at the back of Huai En, Shen Xijun softly said, "This old fellow is really tight-lipped."

A brocade golden sedan chair was waiting outside the palace gates. When Shen Xijun came out, the sedan chair's bearer respectfully lifted the curtain and lowered the sedan chair.

Shen Xijun stood next to the palanquin for a long time without getting on the palanquin, her eyes gazed all the way through the drizzling rain at the green figure who was walking further and further away. After a long time, she leaned into the palanquin, and before the curtain was put down, a cold and clear autumn rain could be heard, "Follow that person in front."

"Yes." The four sedan bearers put on their bamboo hats, lifted up the scarlet palanquin and followed behind them. The messengers were so preoccupied that they did not notice that someone was following them. They held their oil-paper umbrellas and walked on the path paved with three feet of square bluestone.

The inn was quite far away from the palace city, and after walking for almost half an hour, they had only walked half the distance. Due to the rain, there were very few people on the street, and only a few people were in a hurry.

"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!" When passing a teahouse, the chattering of the zither caused the envoy to stop in his tracks. He didn't understand the rhythm of the music, but he was able to immediately distinguish that this piece of music was called "Tune of Peace".

"Calm down …" The envoy read these three words in a low voice, his expression extremely strange. When the song was over, he let out a long sigh and was about to leave when someone tugged at his sleeve, "Gu Shenwei, please halt!"

The emissary raised his head in surprise. A familiar face appeared in his eyes, but he couldn't recall where he had seen it before. "Miss, who are you …"

Xia Yue lowered her eyes and said, "My family's miss invites Master Gu in for a chat."

The envoy asked doubtfully: "Who is your lady and how do you know my surname, Gu?"

Xia Yue tilted her head and said with a chuckle: "Does Master Gu really not recognize me?"

"You …" The envoy thought hard in his mind. He was sure that he had seen this woman before. Where did he see her? Jinling? He had just arrived at Jinling yesterday, and there were only a handful of people who had seen her. If it wasn't Jinling, could it be that she was on her way? Or …

Following a bright flash of snow that flashed across his mind, the Emissary finally thought of their meeting a few years ago, "You are Xia Yue?"

"Lord Gu finally remembers." Xia Yue smiled and raised her hand, saying, "Master Gu, please."

This time, the envoy did not hesitate and walked in. Since he knew Xia Yue's identity, the lady that she spoke of, was undoubtedly Mu Qianxue.

Xia Yue led him to a private room on the second floor. A girl quietly sat in front of the window with a seven-string guqin on the table in front of her.

No wonder they were so similar. They were exactly the same person.

The emissary took a few steps forward and cupped his hands in greeting. "This subject pays my respects to esteemed empress. The empress has thousands and thousands of years of life."

Queen...

This form of address that she hadn't heard in a long time caused Mu Qianxue to be a little confused. When had she ever liked this form of address, because it meant that she was the legitimate wife of Xiao Ruo Ao and Ao Ruo. It became synonymous with nightmares.

Mu Qianxue came back to her senses, and lightly parted her red lips. "I am no longer Empress Xi Chu, I cannot be addressed like that by Lady Gu."