Without the disturbance of the Mu family, the Ninth Emperor lived a very peaceful life; even the wind was quite soothing.
Only Sima Yan waited every day at the door, looking for her, and he sometimes stayed for several days.
Fortunately, the Ninth Emperor rarely went out, so they were not often disturbed by him, but with Sima Yan, the Ninth Emperor was not as impatient as she was with Mu Yi.
At least, he would go away when he saw her looking a little tired.
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At Di Mingâs manor...
Di Ming stood in the courtyard, his long purple robe fluttering a little in the wind.
Suddenly, the guards hurriedly came from the back and respectfully said, âMaster, Princess Qingya has sent someone to meet you.â
âMu Qingya?â
Di Ming frowned. âI donât want to meet her.â
âI understand, Master.â
The guards retreated, quickly disappearing into the courtyard.
Meanwhile, in the emperorâs son-in-lawâs manor, Mu Qingya paced back and forth, her face full of anxiety.
She heard that Di Ming had returned yesterday, so she hurriedly sent someone to beg to see him.
She did not know Di Ming, but she knew that her grandfather respected him. If Di Ming spoke for her, her grandfather would possibly lift the ban and allow them to go out.
Naively, after waiting for half a day, the guard from the emperorâs son-in-lawâs manor returned and hurriedly met Mu Qingya.
âPrincess, Master Di Ming does not want to see me.â
Mu Qingyaâs face darkened. Her eyes turned cold. A few moments later, she looked up and asked, âDid Master Di Ming say why?â
âI donât know...â
The guard lowered his head.
Di Ming did not want to see her. This was something Mu Qingya did not expect.
She bit her lip hard, and her face was a little pale. âGo find Master Di Ming again. Say that Grandfather has forbidden me to go out. I hope he can help me.â
The guard wanted to say something, but looking at Mu Qingyaâs sad face, he did not say it out loud.
He finally retreated.
Di Ming insisted on not seeing the people from the emperorâs son-in-lawâs manor. She knew why but she would not give up.
After the guards left, Mu Qingya collected her emotions and walked to the backyard.
Princess Qingluo and Mu Yi had been waiting for her for a long time, and after seeing her walk in, the two of them stood up and walked toward Mu Qingya.
âQingya, how is it? What did Master Di Ming say?â A hint of hope crossed Mu Yiâs face.
Being locked up was not pleasant, and he no longer wanted to continue staying in like this...Mu Qingya smiled bitterly. âFather, Mother, Master Di Ming is not willing to see our people.â
âNot willing to see the people of the emperorâs son-in-lawâs manor?â
Mu Yiâs expression changed slightly.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Princess Qingluoâs face also sank.
She grunted. âWhatâs so great about him? He is not from the imperial family. Just because he has some strength and power, he dares to step on our imperial familyâs head. Qingya, since he looks down on us, you donât have to marry him. We donât need such a person in our family.â
Mu Qingya smiles bitterly. âI do not know what happened. Master Di Ming went out for a trip and became so. Father, Mother, does he... Hates me?â
She lowered her gaze.
Seeing her looking like this, Mu Yiâs heart ached as he patted her shoulder. âDonât worry, Qingya. This marriage is the emperorâs decision. He wants you to marry him...â
Mu Qingya lowered her gaze and did not speak more.