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Mu Qianxue closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down. She spoke word by word as she raised her eyes, "Your Highness and the Prosperity Sect are a perfect match made in heaven. Qianxue … Congratulations, Your Highness! "

"I don't believe it!" Dongfang Qing repeatedly shook his head. Suddenly, he grabbed onto Mu Qianxue's arms and said excitedly, "This is not what you're thinking, definitely not!"

"Prince …" Without waiting for Mu Qianxue to say anything, Dongfang Qing continued, "No matter how much Shen Xijun pestered me, you are always the only one I want to marry. Qianxue, do you have feelings for me?"

The last sentence broke the tranquility of Mu Qianxue's heart once again. It was even more intense than before, and her emotions … Did she really have feelings for Dongfang Yan? Just like how she was proud and in love with Xiao Ruo all those years ago?

Mu Qianxue's silence made Dongfang Zhi rejoice. She cheerfully held her ice-cold hands that were folded in her wide sleeves. "Snowy."

"Even if you really have feelings for her, so what? I am very clear on Empress Dowager Wei's character, once you dare to disobey the decree, she will definitely not let you go. In the middle of the night, you will fall from being a prince of the first rank to a prisoner."

Dongfang Bing said without the slightest hesitation, "As long as I can be with you, I'm willing to give up everything." The emotion in his eyes was as thick as water. "Find a valley where no one is around and build a wooden house. Make a small bluestone path with your morning bell and evening drum. It will be as peaceful as usual."

"Morning bell, evening drum, calm like the wind …" Mu Qianxue muttered these words. Once upon a time, she had the same thought, but was killed by the blood and butcher's blade!

Seeing that Mu Qianxue's heart had been moved, Dongfang Yi hurriedly said, "Yes, I will treat you well for the rest of my life. Qianxue, believe me!"

Mu Qianxue regained her senses and asked in a low voice, "Then what about the grand imperial concubine and the nine kings?"

"We can take mufei and Ninth Brother with us." Before she finished speaking, Mu Qianxue had already caught up to him, "Then King Rui's Mansion still has those trusted aides of the military. Does the Prince want to take them all with him?"

Dongfang Shan had expected that she would ask this question. He immediately said, "If it really comes to that, I will think of a way to ensure their safety."

Mu Qianxue shook her head and said, "It's useless. With your strength right now, you simply cannot protect them."

Dongfang Gu gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want me to think of a way for your mother to take back her orders and let you stay with me?"

A sigh escaped from Mu Qianxue's cherry lips, "Your Highness should know that Your Majesty promised Envoy Xi Chu that in the end, I will not marry anyone else. "I'm sorry!"

It wasn't that Mu Qianxue didn't know of his deep emotions, but … To miss is to miss, to never return.

She slowly and firmly brushed away Dongfang Gu's hands and said in a low voice, "In this life, it is our fate that we will be together. If there is a next life, I will definitely grant you that wish!"

It was clear that the house was burning with charcoal and the sea as warm as spring. However, Dongfang Zhi felt as if he had been thrown into a world of ice and snow, and not a single strand of warmth could be felt.

He slowly clenched his hands that were no longer warm and said in a hoarse voice, "Regardless of whether you are willing to be with me or not, I will not marry Shen Xijun. She — is not worthy!"

Without waiting for Mu Qianxue to speak, he had already opened the door and walked out. Looking at his figure that had submerged into the cold wind, Mu Qianxue's chest was exceptionally heavy.

She owed Dongfang Wenshui a debt that she probably wouldn't be able to repay in this life …

Not long ago, Zhao Pingqing came back crying. There were dark red bruises on her wrist and chin. She was obviously hurt, but no matter who asked, she wouldn't say a single word. She just shut herself in her room and cried.

Master Zhao and her wife were worried about their daughter. They interrogated the two maids who had gone out with Zhao Pingqing. Only then did they learn what had happened. They sighed.

Madame Zhao's heart ached for her daughter as she berated her, "This Shen Xijun, not only does she usually act in a domineering manner, she even dares to humiliate people on the streets like this. Master Hou, you have to avenge Ping Qing."

Marquis Zhao sighed and said, "I would like to make the decision, but tell me, what can I do? "The Zhao family has long been different from the past. A man of Pingqing's status as a man could have built a family and revived it, but she is still a woman. A hundred years from now, I won't even be able to protect this marquis who was passed down from my ancestors."

Even though she was also a marquis like Wei Jin, the Marquis Zhao only had a casual position with no real power. She couldn't even compare to Wei Jin. Otherwise, why would Zhao Pingqing stay behind Shen Xijun all day to curry favor with her?

Madame Zhao thought of her own matters and sighed. "Then according to Master's intentions, shall we let this matter go just like that?"

"Even if that doesn't count, so be it. Behind the Prosperous Sect is the Pingyang Mansion and the empress dowager. No matter which one, we cannot afford to offend them." With that, Master Zhao said, "Go cook a few dishes that you love to eat and personally send them to her. If you comfort her a little more, she should be fine."

"That's the only way." Madame Zhao was about to head to the kitchen when a servant rushed in. She spoke with some trepidation, "Reporting to Madam Hou, Princess Pingyang and the Prosperous Faction are here."

"What are they doing here?" Madame Zhao asked in surprise.

"This little one doesn't know. I have already disembarked from the carriage." After signalling for the servants to leave, Madame Zhao frowned, "Could it be that Princess Pingyang brought Ji Ning to apologize when she found out that she had done something wrong?"

Master Zhao shook his head, "Princess Pingyang is the one who protects her the most. Even if she were big, she wouldn't have come to apologize, much less for such a small matter." Although he was mediocre and didn't do anything, he still had a bit of eyesight.

"Since it's not an apology, what's she doing here? It can't be a scolding, can it?"

Marquis Zhao also couldn't figure out their intentions, so he reminded them, "Be careful of what you say later. Don't let them catch us talking."

Although Madame Zhao was a bit unhappy, she still agreed. The two of them walked to the door and bowed towards the richly dressed Princess Pingyang. "Greetings, Princess Consort. Prince's wife, Wan An."

Princess Pingyang raised her hand and said with a smile, "You are too polite, no need to be polite." As she spoke, she shot a glance at Shen Xijun who was standing to the side, "Why aren't you bowing?" Seeing that she had spoken, Shen Xijun had no choice but to reluctantly bend her knee as a form of respect.

After welcoming them to the main hall and sitting them down, the servant served them some tea. Princess Pingyang took a sip and said with raised eyebrows, "It's a top-grade Jade Net Spring, not inferior to Imperial Palace Tea. I didn't expect that there would be such good tea leaves in the Residence of Zhao."

Marquis Zhao looked proud. "The empress gave you this tea when you first entered the palace for your worship. There's still a can left. If esteemed wangfei likes it, I'll get someone to bring it back for you."

Princess Pingyang said with a smile, "So it is the old Chen tea. No wonder there is an ancient flavor to the tea." With that, she put down the cup of tea and coldly said, "Thank you for your kind intentions, Master Zhao. But I don't drink old tea, so today is already an exception."