Just now at Zhai Xing Lou, the assassin had directly called out Yelu Ye's name. At that time, many people had heard it. Not many people knew about the assassination at the lantern festival, but it did not mean that it would not spread. If there were any important casualties tonight, those noble families would most likely place the blame on Yelu Ye.
Yelu Ye said innocently, "This one has come from afar. Who knew that the Da Chu State is more dangerous than our Northern Tribes."
Ye Li sneered, "I think that compared to the Northern Tribes, Prince Yelu is more like someone from our Da Chu State." Finishing, she did not care about Yelu Ye's expression and turned to quickly walk forward. The two of them, one in front and one behind, walked a short distance in the imperial palace. Probably because of the assassin, most of the guards had gone to Zhai Xing Lou. At this time, the imperial palace was not as strict as usual. Ye Li frowned as she walked. If someone were to sneak into the palace at this time, the consequences would be unthinkable. Yelu Ye leisurely followed behind Ye Li. He could see that Princess Ding was not aimlessly searching the palace, but was going in a certain direction. But with his eyesight, he could not find any traces of Mo Xiuyao. After thinking for a long time, he could only conclude that it was a secret mark of the Ding Palace that he did not know about.
Very quickly, the two of them reached the peach forest at the edge of the imperial garden.
Yelu Ye frowned, "Wang Fei, are you sure you didn't find the wrong place?"
Ye Li jumped over the river in front of her and said calmly, "I did not ask Prince to follow." When her feet touched the ground, Ye Li did not hesitate to enter the peach forest. Yelu Ye shrugged and followed with a smile, "Wang Fei is not worried about this one. Are you not afraid that I will follow behind you and sneak attack?"
"You can try."
Yelu Ye rubbed his nose and was speechless. Although he was not timid, he was not someone who liked to seek death. Not to mention Princess Ding's strength, he had vaguely sensed that someone was following them the moment they entered the Imperial Garden. It would have been fine if that was all, but he was still unable to determine who the person following them was. It was purely because of his intuition that he had escaped death countless times since he was young. Since Princess Ding had said so, Ye Lui Xi knew that the people following them must be from the Prince Ding Mansion. He could not help but hate the strength of the Prince Ding Mansion. The palace was in a complete mess, but Yelu Ye dared to guarantee that even the most inconspicuous guard in the Prince Ding Mansion did not feel the slightest bit of panic.
Not long after Yelu Ye entered the forest, he heard voices coming from afar. However, it didn't sound like a fight. Instead, it sounded like a woman arguing about something. Looking at Ye Li whose expression he couldn't see clearly, Yelu Ye laughed in amusement. Following this woman was indeed the right choice.
In the peach blossom forest, Princess Zhen Ning sat on the ground, staring blankly at her mother who was completely different from usual. Earlier, she had been frightened. She clearly wanted to throw herself into her mother's arms and cry, but she could only sit on the ground in a daze, not even daring to cry out loud. Because her mother did not even look at her. Although she was still young, she was extremely sensitive and knew that her mother did not want her to disturb her.
Mo Xiuyao looked at the white-clothed woman in front of him and could not help but frown. "Since Princess Zhen Ning is fine, I will take my leave." Not long after chasing out of Zhai Xing Lou, he discovered that the assassins who had kidnapped Princess Zhen Ning had no intention of harming her. They only wanted to draw him away. However, Mo Xiuyao did not expect that the kidnappers were arranged by the woman in front of him. She actually predicted that Mo Jingqi would ask him to save Princess Zhen Ning. It seemed that he had underestimated Noble Consort Liu's influence on Mo Jingqi.
"Do you hate me that much …" Noble Consort Liu said faintly. Her usually cold and indifferent voice had a hint of hidden bitterness in it.
Mo Xiuyao frowned and turned to look at Noble Consort Liu. "I don't hate you or not."
Hearing this, Noble Consort Liu's face paled. She gently bit her red lips, unable to speak. This answer was actually more rewarding than pure hate. In Mo Xiuyao's eyes, she did not even have the right to make him hate her, because there was no relationship between them to begin with.
"Why … why do you treat me like this?" Noble Consort Liu asked in a trembling voice. Her cold face had a hint of fragility and sadness. Compared to her usual high and mighty appearance, she had a hint of gentleness and helplessness. She raised her head to look at Mo Xiuyao and asked unwillingly, "Why do you never look at me? In the past, it was Su Zuidie. Now, it's Ye Li. I've never been worse than them. Xiuyao … why don't you look at me … "Whether it was family background, appearance, or talent, she had never lost to anyone. Even if it was Su Zuidie, who was the most beautiful woman in the world, she had never felt that she was more beautiful than her. However, ever since she was a teenager, this man whom she had fallen in love with at first sight had never been willing to look at her more than once. In the past, he only looked at Su Zuidie and smiled gently at her. He only accompanied her to play the zither, recite poems, and paint. He would never see her by his side. Originally, she thought that since Su Zuidie was no longer around, he would not treat anyone differently. But now … as a woman who wholeheartedly admired Mo Xiuyao, she was more sensitive than anyone else. Mo Xiuyao treated Ye Li even more differently than Su Zuidie.
Mo Xiuyao frowned with displeasure. He was not unaware of Noble Consort Liu's feelings for him. It was just that when he was young, he did not care at all. The second young master of the Ding Kingdom was the dream of many women in the capital. The number of women in the capital who secretly admired him was uncountable. Also, because of his mother and father, he would not pay attention to other women when he already had a fiancée. After Noble Consort Liu entered the palace, it was even more impossible for him to have any thoughts. No matter how much he hated Mo Jingqi, he would not stoop so low as to seduce his concubine. So he completely could not understand Noble Consort Liu's grievances. "Noble Consort Liu, be careful with your words. My name is not something that anyone can call."
Noble Consort Liu gritted her teeth. "Why are you never willing to look at me? Am I really not as good as your eyes? "
Mo Xiuyao frowned. "I advise you to respect your identity."
"I can give up the identity of Noble Consort!" Noble Consort Liu raised her voice and cried. "Do you think I like being Noble Consort? None of this is what I want … As long as you … as long as you … I can give up everything … "
Mo Xiuyao frowned as he looked at the woman in white who had clearly lost control. He turned to leave with an indifferent expression.
"Don't go!" Noble Consort Liu shouted and threw herself at Mo Xiuyao, trying to grab his sleeve. However, although her martial arts were not weak, she was not on the same level as Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao did not intend to hurt her and only waved her away. Noble Consort Liu's body swayed and finally fell to the ground. "Don't go … Xiuyao, I have something important to tell you. Mo Jingqi … Mo Jingqi has bad intentions towards the Prince Ding Mansion. He wants to scheme against you. "Mo Xiuyao lowered his head to look at her and said indifferently," When has the Emperor ever had good intentions towards the Prince Ding Mansion? In the past, you protected Miss Li several times. Today, I saved Princess Zhen Ning as I returned the favor. Noble Consort Liu, take care of yourself. Our Emperor is not a magnanimous person. "
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