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A faint, almost imperceptible fragrance wafted through the air. On such a night, beneath the blooming apricot trees, the scene from that day resurfaced in her mind. The time had passed too peacefully, causing her to forget about Mur, who had grown up alongside her. She pushed Mo Xiao Li away from her body and asked, "Your Majesty, is there any news about Mur?"
Mo Xiao Li lowered her gaze at Mu Junqi, who stood before her. Unable to resist, she reached out to caress Mu Junqi's cheek and said with pity, "I have already sent someone to investigate this matter. I just didn't expect these thieves to be so cunning; we still have no leads."
Mu Junqi did not miss the fleeting look of avoidance from Mo Xiao Li. She knew that Mur was likely in grave danger, and tears began to flow naturally down her face. Her body trembled lightly. Mo Xiao Li understood that Mu Junqi was a clever person; perhaps she had already realized the truth. With no choice but to pull her back into an embrace, she gently patted her back to comfort her.
After a long while, Mo Xiao Li finally took Mu Junqi's hand and led her out of the apricot blossom grove. On their way back, they encountered many palace maids and eunuchs. Seeing the two of them, everyone bowed respectfully with their heads lowered. Mo Xiao Li remained indifferent and continued walking forward, tightly holding Mu Junqi's hand.
Upon returning to Yun Jin Palace, the banquet was nearing its end. However, without the Emperor's command, no one dared to leave. As soon as they returned to their seats and settled down, Li Fusheng approached and whispered a few words in their ears before calling out loudly in the hall, "By the Emperor's decree, if there are no further matters for the ministers, you may withdraw."
As soon as his voice fell, the hall erupted in commotion. All the ministers stood up together and bowed towards Mo Xiao Li, exclaiming, "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empress! We take our leave."
Mo Xiao Li stood up and left with Mu Junqi. Once outside Yun Jin Palace, they were met by eunuchs from various palaces waiting for them. In a low mood, Mu Junqi did not pay close attention but walked over when she saw Ziyue. Observing this behavior, Mo Xiao Li couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Throughout their journey, Mu Junqi was lost in thought and did not realize that she was not heading back to her quarters. A Phoenix Palanquin moved slowly nearby; upon closer inspection, she noticed that Mo Xiao Li was sitting on it with a smile, watching her from the Imperial Carriage ahead.
The palace attendants remained silent, afraid to make a sound as they walked quietly forward. After the splendor came silence; within the palace at this moment, there was no noise except for the footsteps of eunuchs and maids.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Mu Junqi finally looked up and found herself confused about her surroundings. She turned to Ziyue, asking in bewilderment, "Where are we? How did we end up here?"
Ziyue looked at her awkwardly and hesitated, unsure how to explain everything. Finally, she pointed towards the Imperial Carriage. Confused, Mu Junqi looked over and saw the luxurious carriage before her. Panic set in as she exclaimed, "Why is I sitting in the Emperor's carriage? Stop immediately!" As soon as she spoke, the eunuchs halted at once.
At that moment, the Phoenix Palanquin caught up behind them. With a light step, Mo Xiao Li leaped down to stand beside Mu Junqi, wrapping her arms around her waist. Startled by someone suddenly sitting next to her, Mu Junqi couldn't help but scream.
Until she heard Mo Xiao Li's low laughter, she finally reacted and stopped making noise. Seeing this, Mo Xiao Li gently blew into her ear, the warm breath reaching deep into her heart, causing her cheeks to flush. Fortunately, under the cover of night, no one noticed.
"Your Majesty, forgive me. I was lost in thought and accidentally sat in your Imperial Carriage. I will get down now," she said, pretending to leave.
Mo Xiao Li reached out to stop her movement, sighed helplessly, and said, "I will give you a month. I hope you can think carefully." He then told the eunuchs, "Take good care of the Empress and return to the Palace. If anything goes wrong, none of you will survive." After saying that, he leaped away.
Mu Junqi watched Mo Xiao Li leave, lost in thought. However, she still found it hard to forget that gentle and refined young man. Ziyue looked at this scene with concern; having served her for so long, she had long regarded her as the only master in her life and naturally thought of everything for her. But seeing how she treated the Emperor made her worry.
Sitting in the Imperial Carriage, her mind was in chaos. When they reached a spot not far from Jingxian Palace, Mu Junqi claimed she needed to digest her food and took Ziyue and Huixin for a walk. The night air was still a bit cold, but none of that mattered; her mind kept circling back to what Mo Xiao Li had said before he left, adding to her agitation.
At a corner, a man approached them. Due to the darkness, she couldn't see him clearly and felt puzzled; how could there be a man in the palace at this hour? Ziyue and Huixin instinctively protected Mu Junqi, staring intently at the figure.
As they got closer, they realized it was Xia Ziqian. Her heart seemed to come alive in an instant as she gazed at him, the faint scent of herbs lingering in the air. Unable to restrain herself, she softly asked, "Lord Xia, why are you still here so late?"
Xia Ziqian immediately bowed and replied, "In response to the Empress's question, Consort Qi is unwell, so I came to check on her." After saying that, he made as if to leave.
Mu Junqi suddenly called out to him, "Lord Xia, this Palace... this Palace has something else I want to ask you."
Xia Ziqian stopped immediately and looked at Mu Junqi. Ziyue and Huixin discreetly moved aside to guard them. Mu Junqi looked at Xia Ziqian with a slight frown. "You have become increasingly thin lately; why didn't you attend today's banquet?"
"In response to Your Majesty..." Before he could finish his sentence, Mu Junqi interrupted him: "Do you still need to be so formal in front of me?"
Xia Ziqian nodded and then chuckled lightly. His voice was clear and deep in the quiet night, sounding almost like an incantation that struck at her heart repeatedly, causing her to lower her head involuntarily.
"Ziqian, why have you been avoiding me? Do you know how much pain I am in right now? It's like a cage binding me within," Mu Junqi began to speak softly to herself. To Xia Ziqian, it felt unbearably painful, and he struggled to suppress the impulse to hold her in his arms.
"Empress, at this point, we should both understand that this is all destined. Why are you still so stubborn?" Xia Ziqian said with a slight frown, speaking softly.
"But what if I can't forget you?" Mu Junqi suddenly said in a soft and timid voice. Her tone was gentle, and Xia Ziqian could only gaze silently at the person before him.
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