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Looking at the departing Consort Qian, Mu Yueqing smiled and said, "You really underestimate me. Do you think that just because I've been locked up recently, I don't know what's happening outside? If you want to get rid of us, you'll have to see if you have the ability to do so."
Yunxi stepped forward and said, "Consort Guifei, what should we do next? If we follow Consort Qian's instructions, will we fall into someone else's trap? By then, even if we had a hundred mouths, I fear the Emperor wouldn't believe us."
Mu Yueqing nodded in agreement, saying, "You're right. At this point, we can only take it one step at a time. We must warn those who inform us to be very careful of Consort Qian's schemes. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve; at that time, we can take advantage of everyone celebrating in the front hall and send someone to the Cold Palace to kill that Wretched Woman. Finally, we'll pin the blame on Consort Qian. I want her to know the consequences of framing me."
Yunxi nodded and left. Once the room was empty, Mu Yueqing angrily smashed the teacup on the table. Although she hadn't heard news of the Emperor planning to release her, it seemed like it wouldn't be long before she was out; by then, she would have lost her chance.
In the afternoon, the sky grew darker, and soon snowflakes began to fall gently from the sky. Many people came out to admire the snowy scenery. Tomorrow would be New Year's Eve; everything that needed preparation was almost done, so the palace maids and eunuchs finally had some leisure time.
However, at that moment in the Cold Palace, ever since Mo Xiao Li's visit that day, many items had been sent over. It seemed she was not far from being released, so the matron in charge of guarding the palace finally dared not be negligent and brought much better food than before.
Mu Junqi found this amusing. If he truly cared about her, how could he bear to leave her here for so long? What disappointed her even more was that Xia Ziqian had never appeared during this time.
At this moment, she finally understood how foolish she had been in the past. She had lost so much for someone who was impossible to attain. But now that it had come to this, what did regret matter? She still gained nothing.
Perhaps because of the quietness, her mind kept recalling various events from when she first entered the palace. She finally realized how cold-blooded and heartless she had been back then; no wonder that person was so disappointed in her.
While she was lost in thought, she suddenly heard a voice outside the door. Confused, she looked out and saw a man dressed in black night clothes with a terrifying mask standing there looking at her.
When their eyes met, Mu Junqi felt her heart skip a beat and quickly withdrew her gaze. But then the man leaped into the courtyard and stood silently in front of her.
Mu Junqi felt puzzled and couldn't guess who was standing opposite her. She took a few steps back and asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
The man remained silent, staring at her with an intense gaze. Perhaps his eyes were too fiery, prompting Mu Junqi to continue retreating. This place was likely so desolate that not even a bird could be found, let alone hope for someone to pass by.
Just when she felt there was nowhere left to retreat, she finally mustered the courage to say, "If you came to kill me, then hurry up and do it! Stop dragging this out!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the person across from her threw back his head and laughed. His laughter was clear yet cold. After he finished laughing, he drew a soft sword from his waist and thrust it directly toward her. Mu Junqi knew she could not escape today, so she tightly shut her eyes.
However, after a long while, the expected pain did not come. When she opened her eyes, she found him examining her from head to toe. "Who exactly are you?" he asked.
"The one who wants your life," he replied with a smile at the corner of his mouth, speaking softly. It was surprising that even his voice had such a seductive quality; although he was a man, he exuded an aura of enchantment.
Steeling herself, she bravely looked at him and said, "If you came to kill me, then you should have already succeeded by now. You wouldn't be talking to me, so just tell me your purpose directly."
"Indeed, you are the Western Yan Empress; you have some courage. However—you're still too foolish. I came here today to tell you that if you want to leave this place, I will definitely help you. But if you do not wish to leave, then be careful because there are many people here who want your life."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "Don't think that this palace is heavily guarded; look at me—I can come and go freely." He smiled at Mu Junqi as he said this.
Her heart filled with more confusion, but one thing was certain: he was not here to take her life. So she boldly stepped forward and asked, "May I ask who you are and why you're telling me all this? You... you're not from Western Yan?"
"That's right. However, I can't tell you exactly what I am; I just want you to know that if you agree to leave Western Yan now, I will grant you supreme honor," he replied in a deep voice.
Upon hearing this, Mu Junqi felt even more puzzled. She wondered what his true intentions were and said suspiciously, "What exactly is your purpose? If you're unwilling to tell me, then we might as well end this conversation."
He did not respond but instead mysteriously leaped away as if he had appeared out of nowhere. Watching him disappear into the distance, Mu Junqi felt utterly bewildered. She had no idea what his intentions were. If he merely wanted to help her, it seemed implausible since he was not even from Western Yan. Could it be related to some neighboring country?
But she was just an Empress who had been sent to the Cold Palace; could there be any other conspiracy? The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, and in the end, she had no choice but to stop pondering this question. At that moment, the Court Matron appeared again in the Cold Palace, carrying a food box. Seeing her standing in the courtyard in a daze, she stepped forward and smiled, saying, "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. If you don't take care of your health, I will be held responsible for it. So you should go inside."
After that day, the Court Matron treated her particularly well. According to her, on New Year's Eve, the Emperor would bring her back. However, only she knew that it was merely an illusion, a means of protection from him. After all, he still refused to believe in her, so everything was just a fabrication. But that was fine; at least she no longer felt as miserable here as she had in the past. With this thought, she smiled and went into the house with the Court Matron. After setting the table and leaving, she sat down to begin her meal.
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