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"If Your Majesty has truly loved someone, you would understand why a Commoner does not worry!"
Mo Xier looked into his amber eyes and spoke for the first time without any ulterior motive, "It's like the Rose blooming in the Imperial Garden. If Your Majesty likes it, you would surely order someone to pick it, choose a fine vase to place it in, and keep it indoors. You would glance at it when you remember, and let it wither when you forget."
As Mo Xier said this, she noticed Li Ye's expectant expression and chuckled lightly. "But have you ever seen someone who truly loves that Rose? They would shield it from the sun in summer, protect it from the rain on rainy days, carefully water it, patiently remove pests, all just to ensure it blooms beautifully in the right season."
At this point, recalling a certain expressionless face, her voice lowered. "That is love!!"
Li Ye listened to her words thoughtfully. "Are you saying that I only like you and do not love you?"
"What do you think?" Mo Xier countered. Li Ye fell silent.
A silence enveloped the air, with the incense burner in the room wafting fragrant smoke, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.
After a long while, Li Ye stood up, adjusted his clothing, but his gaze remained fixed on the Fair Lady's eyes.
This woman had solved a significant dilemma for him from the very beginning. The first time she appeared at a palace banquet, her beauty had already captivated him.
With each subsequent meeting, she continued to surprise him. However, in the past, he had only been blinded by her stunning beauty and failed to see her most beautiful qualities.
Unexpectedly today, she compared herself to a thorny Rose; her novel remarks had left him profoundly shaken. How many more secrets did this woman hold? His anticipation grew stronger.
Mo Xier was unaware of his thoughts but did not retreat or become aggressive; she simply met his gaze with calmness.
"Perhaps you are right, but..." Li Ye looked down at her from his elevated position. "I will prove to you that there is more than one man like Night Star in this world. Though I hold an Empire in my hands, I am willing to compete fairly with him."
"Competition?" Mo Xier asked, somewhat puzzled. "What does the Emperor want to compete with the General for?"
"Your heart!" Li Ye raised his chin, exuding an air of royalty as he confidently declared, "I will definitely win your heart, I promise!"
Mo Xier couldn't help but feel amused; the Emperor seemed like a child who couldn't get his candy, insisting on competing with Night Star. However, it was good that he could calm down. She chose not to argue and simply nodded, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Li Ye felt more awkward than ever and called for someone. Zhang Zehai, who had been waiting at the door, quickly bent down and entered. "What does Your Majesty command?"
He was completely unaware of what was happening inside the room and thought that Mo Xier had already become the Emperor's woman, so he didn't dare to look up.
Li Ye ordered, "Have someone attend to Miss Mo for her bath and change of clothes, then send her back to Cining Palace."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zehai suddenly looked up but saw that Mo Xier was unharmed. He was surprised that the Emperor had changed his mind in front of such beauty and couldn't help but admire his skill. He clapped his hands lightly, and soon several palace maids entered in a line, carrying Mo Xier's clothes and jewelry to assist her with her washing.
Mo Xier awkwardly covered herself with the thin veil, glancing at the Emperor and then at Zhang Zehai, wanting to say something but hesitating.
Li Ye then realized and cleared his throat. "You rest for now; I have matters to attend to and won't keep you company." He spoke vaguely in front of the palace maids to prevent them from assuming things that might make Mo Xier uncomfortable.
With her clever heart, Mo Xier understood this well and felt a surge of gratitude. After thanking him, she watched as Li Ye and Zhang Zehai left before saying, "Just put the things down; I can wash up myself."
One of the palace maids respectfully stepped forward to place the items on the bedside and instructed the other maids to pull open the screen.
It was then that she discovered the screen was actually four panels connected together; one side blocked the view from the door to the bed while the other concealed a small sunken pool about the size of a bathtub, filled with white steam and scattered with flower petals.
At this moment, Mo Xier was anxious; she had no time to leisurely soak. She casually asked for the time and calculated how long it had been since she left Cining Palace. It should still be unnoticed. After hastily washing up, she dressed and followed the palace maids out.
She then realized that this place was only a wall away from Cining Palace. The emperor was indeed bold; she couldn't help but click her tongue. If today she were truly dazzled by wealth and lost her senses, yielding to His Majesty, she feared the outcome would not be good.
At this time, the sky had already darkened, and the palace was quiet.
Outside Cining Palace, large red lanterns had been lit. Mo Xier thanked the palace maid, carefully bypassed the gatekeeper and guards, and finally arrived at Buddha Hall.
As soon as she pushed open the door, she was startled. Green Wisteria had not lit any lamps and was hidden in the darkness, asking softly, "Where have you been?"
Mo Xier covered her heart in a playful manner, "You scared me! Why didn't you light the lamps?"
Saying this, she picked up a fire stick and lit the candle in the center of the hall. Under the flickering candlelight, she saw Green Wisteria's pale face and was immediately alarmed. "What happened to you?"
She stepped forward and took Green Wisteria's hand, feeling it was icy cold. "What's wrong? Are you sick? Have you called for the imperial physician?" As she spoke, she raised her hand to check Green Wisteria's forehead.
But Green Wisteria forcefully pushed her away. "Don't touch me!"
"What happened to you?" She had been fine in the morning; how could she change so suddenly? Mo Xier felt troubled herself and was somewhat displeased. "If you're sick, you should have called for a physician earlier. If there's nothing wrong, then I'm going to sleep."
Green Wisteria's thin figure stood in the center of the room, her narrow eyes carrying a cold hint of suspicion. "Where did you go all day?"
Hearing this, Mo Xier sighed wearily. The pain in her neck reminded her that everything today was not just a dream, meaning that everything could be known by the Empress Dowager at any moment.
Her identity was awkward, her position humble; she could easily become a pawn in someone else's struggle. At this moment, she really had no mood to argue with Green Wisteria.
"I'm very tired and want to rest. If you have any questions, let's talk after I wake up," Mo Xier said as she turned her back to Green Wisteria and began to remove her clothes.
Green Wisteria's gaze had been meticulously following her, landing on the bruise marks on her skin, and it was clear to her now: "So that's how it is!"
This morning, she had been ordered by the Empress Dowager to explain the Slender Gold Script and Buddhist Verse to the Emperor. She thought she would have some time to interact with His Majesty, but unexpectedly, Mo Xier left before even a cup of tea was finished, and the Emperor abruptly stopped her in front of everyone and turned to leave.
She felt as if her heart had been tossed high into the air like a ball only to be heavily dropped back to the ground.
Upon returning to the Buddha Hall, her heart could not settle no matter what.
She intended to share her thoughts with Mo Xier, but upon arriving at her residence, she found it empty. Doubts began to creep in, and as she waited longer, disappointment grew until sunset when she finally saw Mo Xier sneak back in.
If Mo Xier had admitted her feelings from the start, Green Wisteria might not have been so angry. She had already known that the Emperor was determined to have Mo Xier; however, Mo Xier kept evading and repeatedly emphasized her deep feelings for Night Star, which deeply moved Green Wisteria as well. Had everything been a deception? Was she merely a pawn for Mo Xier's survival in the palace?
Green Wisteria's mind was in turmoil. Although she was wise, she had never dealt with emotions and did not understand how to interact with others. In a moment of desperation, she stepped forward and grabbed Mo Xier's arm, trying to pull her up from where she lay: "Don't sleep; we need to talk."
"What is there to say? What do you want to hear?" Mo Xier felt wronged and had no one to confide in. She thought that seeing Green Wisteria would allow her to pour out her heart, but this scene was not what she expected. At that moment, all she wanted was to fall asleep.
Perhaps in her dreams, she could return to the twenty-first century and enjoy a simple school life without having to tread so carefully around unspoken words.
"You tell me—were you with His Majesty today? Have you been playing hard to get all along? Have you been lying to me?" Green Wisteria felt flustered and just wanted an answer.
"Yes! That's right! I am indeed a two-faced, duplicitous woman. Are you satisfied now?" Mo Xier waved her long sleeves dismissively, pushing Green Wisteria away from herself before burying herself under the covers and falling asleep.
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