Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Ning Furong was hurt so she was resting for the next few days and only appeared when the autumn hunt ended. When she reappeared, she was limping.
The journey back was very peaceful. There was no assassination attempt.
However, Junjue managed to torture everyone. When the officials looked at him now, they glared at him as though he were a demon that would destroy the country.
Junjue still wore a proud look on his face.
Ming Shu held her forehead and sighed. Does he not remember what the conditions were for bringing him out?
Although I donât need it, can you still act like your character!
Do you still want your character profile?
When they returned to the palace, Ming Shu canceled two morning sessions to let the officials get a good rest so that they could handle the next round of nonsense and not die from anger.
Ning Furongâs injury had not healed completely and she was still limping.
Yi Lang held onto her as they walked around the prime ministerâs residence.
âPrime Minister, ever since you came back from the autumn hunt, you have not been in a good mood. Did something happen?â
Ning Furong told Yi Lang what happened at the autumn hunt with a dark face.
Yi Langâs expression kept changing. âYou mean that she already knew about it? How can it be? We didnât even do anything...â
Even Lord Zhouâs case didnât point to them.
âShe already asked me to rebel. Do you think that she doesnât know anything?â Ning Furong voice was low. âEver since Lord Zhouâs case, she not only stopped seeing me, she kept targeting me. A-Lang, do you think that she really doesnât know anything?â
âDidnât we investigate her already? No one appeared beside her and helped her...â
âSo I have a very bad idea.â Was she reborn too?
If she can be reborn, what about other people?
If she was really reborn, that would mean she became afraid of her because she managed to climb onto the throne?
However, if she knew about Ye Mochenâs storyline, she might know hers too...
Yi Lang waited for a long time, but still didnât hear Ning Furongâs voice. He asked, âPrime Minister, what idea do you have?â
Ning Furong shook her head. âA-Lang, help me contact the people and ask them to come and see me for a while. I have things to tell them.â
Whether or not the person on top was reborn, she still needed to change her strategy.
Yi Lang nodded. He kept quiet for a while before saying, âPrime Minister, the people that you sent out, who are you looking for?â
Ning Furong frowned slightly. âA-Lang.â
Yi Lang smiled. âI talk too much. I will contact them. You get some rest first.â
Ning Furong watched as Yi Lang left. If there wasnât Ye Mochen, she might actually like Yi Lang. However...
However, she had already given him a status so she didnât owe him anything.
...
At Yangxin Hall...
âYour Majesty, General Meng is looking for you.â
âWhich one?â Ming Shu raised her head from a pile of pastries.
âGeneral Meng.â Lianxinâs mouth corners twitched. âYour Majesty, why are you eating again. If you continue eating like this, it wonât be good for your body.â
Have you finished looking at the booklets?
Have you finished discussing plans for the country?
How do you still have the time to eat!
âIf I donât eat, I will be harming my body.â Meng Liang calmly stuffed an osmanthus and mung bean cake into her mouth. âMeng Liang?â
Lianxin took a deep breath. âIt is not little General Meng.â
Oh, then it is the old General Meng.
Ming Shu wondered, âWhy is he looking for me?â
âI am not sure.â
General Meng was invited into Yangxin Hall. Ming Shu didnât even change her position and continued eating her pastries happily. Lianxin was glad that her master didnât ask her to prepare pig trotters.
If not, her empress image would be gone.
The bulky General Meng came in and stood in the middle of the Yangxin Hall. He looked oppressive. He saluted with his hands folded in front of his face. âYour Majesty.â
âWhatâs up?â
General Meng looked up slightly and felt that she was not caring about her image!
She was not sitting properly or eating properly.
Actually, Ming Shu ate quite elegantly, but she still seemed a bit lazy based on the imperial familyâs conduct.
General Meng controlled his urge to reprimand the empress. âYour Majesty, I have a favor to ask.â
Ming Shu shook her head. âI reject it.â
It must be something bad. Do you still want to harm me so that you can inherit my snacks?
Reject, reject.
General Meng was stunned. I didnât even say anything and you reject me already?
âGeneral Meng, you can leave now.â Donât disturb my snacktime.
General Meng reminded her, âYour Majesty, I have not said anything...â
Ming Shu smiled. âYou do not have to say it anymore.â
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General Meng looked at Lianxin. Did the empress receive any bad news recently?
Lianxin shook her head innocently. The thoughts of the empress were hard to guess. Who knew what she was thinking now?
General Meng was invited out of Yangxin Hall. However, he didnât leave. He kneeled outside Yangxin Hall as though he wanted to say what he came here for.
When Junjue arrived, General Meng had been kneeling for a few hours already. But, as a person well-versed in martial arts, he still looked really energetic.
âYour Highness!â
General Meng called Junjue.
Junjue stopped in his tracks and turned to look at General Meng.
General Meng only saw Junjue a few times before. Every time he saw him, Junjue was in a dire state. However, now Junjue wore the clothes of a royal concubine and looked really elegant. Even General Meng felt his heart wavering.
General Meng remembered the offensive rumors when the late empress was still alive...
It was said that the late empress locked Junjue up because she favored him.
General Meng didnât know how true the rumor was, but he knew that for a period of time, the late empress would keep looking in the direction where Junjue was locked up.
General Meng swept the messy thoughts out of his mind and bowed. âCan you listen to me?â
âNo.â
Junjue rejected him swiftly just like the person inside.
General Meng, who was rejected again: â...â I must not have looked at the almanac when I left my home today!
Although Junjue rejected him, he didnât leave. He stood there and looked at General Meng.
...
By the time Junjue walked into Yangxin Hall, he was carrying a cold aura with him. He didnât bother with the formalities and just sat down beside Ming Shu.
Ming Shu looked up. âWhat is the matter? Did someone molest you?â
Molest your head!
Besides you, who would molest me!
Ming Shu picked up a piece of cake and threw it in her mouth. She took the writing materials from the side and wrote on the booklets. The atmosphere turned quiet.
âGeneral Meng wants to give you new concubines.â
Junjueâs voice sounded.
Ming Shu gasped and put down her materials. âGeneral Meng still wants to be my concubine at such an age? Ambitious man.â
Junjue gritted his teeth. âIt is Meng Liang.â
âMeng Liang.â That is my target.
Ming Shu couldnât help but smile.
Junjue understood the smile differently. âWhy? Do you like Meng Liang?â
âYes.â I like anyone that can give me Hatred Points, just like Ning Furong.
Junjue: â...â
So you like everyone except me?
Why!
Why donât you like someone as handsome as me? Why do you like those weird-looking people? Are you crazy!
âThen you can write a decree to summon General Meng Liang into the palace, âJunjue said. âAnd kill me at the same time.â