Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Ning Furong avoided the main party of people and rode along the edge of the hunting ground.
Walls surrounded the edge of the hunting ground. Normal people would find it difficult to come here. Ning Furong rode along the walls as if she were looking for something.
At this moment, Ming Shu and Junjue were squatting nearby and watching Ning Furong.
Junjue pulled up his sleeve and scratched his hand. He said flirtatiously, âYour Majesty, so itchy.â
Ming Shu glanced at him. âBear with it!â
Junjue felt stifled. He continued pestering her. âWhy are we squatting here? The prime minister will not let anything happen to you at the autumn hunt. Why are you following her?â
âSheâs pretty.â
Junjue: â...â
Junjue forgot about scratching and leaned over. He asked uncertainly, âYour Majesty, do you like her?â
âI do.â Ming Shu smiled lightly. âShe is so cute, why would I not like her.â
Junjue continued scratching his elbow. Scratch marks could be seen. Ming Shu pushed Little Beastie.
Little Beastie glared at Ming Shu and shouted angrily, What!
Ming Shu stroked it. Little Beastie slammed onto the ground angrily and disappeared into the woods.
Very soon, Little Beastie came back with some herbs and threw them in Ming Shuâs hand. After that, it ran away furiously.
Ming Shu took the herbs and stuffed them casually into Junjueâs hand. âAs the royal concubine, you should look like one. Donât make it look as though I am abusing you.â
âWhat is this?â Junjue looked at them in disdain and didnât take them.
Did you just pluck these from somewhere?
I donât want them!
Junjue didnât accept them and moved back.
Kachaâ
âWhoâs there!â
Ning Furong looked at the direction where the sound came from. The branches moved and a yellow figure came out.
Ning Furong narrowed her eyes. She got down from the horse quickly. âYour Majesty.â
Ming Shu smiled and went down. Ning Furong wanted to ask Ming Shu why she was here, but before she could do that, a forceful fist swung toward her. Ning Furong got a shock and tilted her body to dodge it. Her pitch rose naturally as she asked in surprise, âYour Majesty, what are you doing?â
Another fist replied to her.
Ning Furong could only fight with Ming Shu. As a member of the Purple Moon Nation, Dongqingâs martial arts was not the best, but it was not bad, either.
Ning Furong trained for many years after she was reborn while Dongqing had stopped training for a long time already. Hence, she couldnât keep up in terms of strength. Ming Shu could only use her speed and movements to subdue Ning Furong.
Ning Furong was slightly furious. âYour Majesty!â
Ming Shu saw the opportunity and kicked Ning Furong. Just as she was about to dodge the attack, she grabbed her wrist and threw her over her shoulder before she could retaliate. After that, Ming Shu turned around and stepped on her body.
Her movements were suppressed. Ning Furong asked with an angry face, âYour Majesty, I donât know how I provoked you again?â
âYou didnât.â
âThen why are you doing this to me?â
Ming Shu gave her a smile. âYou are so cute that I canât help but want to bully you.â
âYour Majesty...â
Her words were stopped in her throat. Only groans could be heard in the woods.
Ming Shu finished beating Ning Furong and squatted beside her. She patted Ning Furongâs shoulder as though she was her good friend. âPrime Minister, rebel properly. I have high expectations for you.â
Ning Furong eyes narrowed and she suddenly understood everything in an instant.
Her breathing got heavier, but she quickly controlled it. She explained hurriedly and sincerely, âWhat are you saying? When did I ever want to rebel? Did someone say bad things about me? I have been with you for so many years, Your Majesty. Do you not understand me?â
Ming Shuâs voice was slow, just like the calm wind that flowed through the forest. âItâs okay, you can plan your rebellion properly. I donât mind. Really.â
However, in Ning Furongâs ears, this sounded like the cold wind in a blizzard. Every single word was like a knife that sliced onto her body.
âYour Majesty, I have never thought of rebelling against you.â Whether she really knew it or she was trying to bluff her, she could not admit it now.
âYou can think of it now.â Ming Shu got up. âOnce we get back, you can focus on rebelling; you donât need to care about what happens in the imperial court anymore.â
Ning Furong: !!!
Even though Ning Furong had been scheming for so many years, she didnât know how to carry on the conversation now. She even had difficulties thinking.
The empress that she controlled for so long... suddenly behaved so strangely.
If an emperor found out that someone below him wanted to rebel, shouldnât he pretend that he didnât know anything as he prepared to catch the person secretly?
Why is she encouraging me to rebel!
Is she crazy?
Xiuâ
A sound broke through the air. It came from behind the walls. Ning Furongâs words caught in her throat. The arrow accurately flew past her cheeks and landed in front of her.
The yellow figure that was standing in front of her just now had moved to the side and was smiling in the direction of the wall.
Five people in masks jumped in. They pointed their arrows at Ming Shu and Ning Furong as they scanned their surroundings vigilantly. There was no sign of the imperial guards.
Ning Furongâs gaze landed on one of the people. The person was standing in the middle. You could only see his profound eyes.
She would recognize this person even if he turned into dustâYe Mochen.
âWe are lucky today. We managed to find this bitch here,â one of the masked men said. âMaster, shall we kill them?â
They thought that they would need to go through much effort before finding their target, but they actually found the empress the minute they came in.
Ye Mochen stopped the person. âWe canât kill her now. Take her away.â
The masked man remembered something and sneered. âYou are lucky today. Master, this woman...â
The person did a slitting throat action at Ning Furong. Ye Mochen nodded his head.
Even though she knew that Ye Mochen didnât recognize her now, Ning Furong still felt her heart wrenching when she remembered how he took her life so indifferently in her past life.
However, there was still a hint of obsession in her eyes.
She liked this man. She liked him so crazily and she just wanted to have him...
Ming Shu wanted to clap for the male protagonist. He didnât even ask her opinion before deciding where she should go. So impressive.
Where are my snacks!
Let me calm myself down!
Director, the male protagonist is acting too cool!
Ning Furong had already stood up and whispered to Ming Shu, âYour Majesty, I will stall them. You can run away first.â
Ming Shu took out the fruit preserves that Lianxin prepared for her and ate them as she retreated to the side. âDonât think I will stay here and cheer for you.â
Ning Furong almost vomited blood. Who wants you to cheer for me?
Ming Shu even suggested, âPrime Minister, you can team up with them and rebel together. The more the merrier. Donât do it alone. That is so boring.â
Ning Furong: â...â Let me just kill her!
Ye Mochen was in a daze. What is happening? They are not on the same side?
âStop your nonsense. Seize them.â The masked man didnât understand what they were saying, but in order to prevent them from stalling for time, he waved his hand. âKill that woman first and then take that dog empress away.â
Ming Shu, the dog empress: âCan you use a better phrase? âDogâ is used to describe a male. I am a female.â
The masked man: â...â