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"Let's call it a day. I have other matters to attend to, and I hope the general can understand. Next time we meet, I will definitely treat the general to a good meal!"
These words, almost gritted out, somehow made Mo Xier feel inexplicably pleased. This man was simply someone who feared for his life!
"What? Can't argue anymore and just want to leave? They're just a bunch of insignificant ants, not worth the trouble." Slowly waving her fan, Mo Xier spoke with an unusual ease, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth, revealing a mocking smile.
With a snap, she closed her fan. With the man's support, she grew even bolder. "You can leave if you want, but please have Master Chu apologize before you go."
In an instant, there was an uproar. Chu Haoxuan had been running rampant in the market; no one dared to confront him or make him apologize!
As soon as those words were spoken, Chu Haoxuan's face darkened considerably, alternating between shades of green and white, making the onlookers unable to suppress their laughter.
"General, don't you think this is a bit unreasonable?" Turning hesitantly to Night Star, the man's face was filled with forced smiles. If he really apologized, how would he face others afterward? Wouldn't he become a laughingstock?
The gaze directed at him was filled with hesitation and difficulty. If Night Star were someone who understood social niceties, he would surely say a few words to let this matter pass.
But unfortunately, he was someone who adhered strictly to principles; right was right, wrong was wrong. Moreover, he was a proud young master from a prominent family. He simply ignored that pleading look and focused on Mo Xier.
Mo Xier's triumphant smile became even more glaring as her plea for help went unnoticed. "Master Chu, why not just apologize properly? You might be able to leave sooner and avoid embarrassing yourself standing in the middle of the road!"
Chu Haoxuan's hands clenched tightly at his sides as he squinted his eyes and surveyed his surroundings. He truly had no advantage here; if it came to blows, his lackeys were no match for Night Star.
"I'm sorry."
Those three words came out weakly but were heard clearly. Mo Xier's face instantly broke into a radiant smile.
She hadn't spoken yet when Night Star began, "I hope Master Chu won't be angry, but please refrain from such actions in the future. This capital is not governed by your father!"
Initially, she thought the usually aloof man wouldn't say anything provoking, but to her surprise, his words were just as infuriating, delivered with an air that made one feel regretful. It was truly satisfying!
From being arrogant at the start to now leaving in disgrace, Chu Haoxuan had lost face in front of everyone today. Would he simply let this humiliation pass?
After stepping out of the crowd, he shot a resentful glance at the smiling and cheerful Mo Xier and ordered his attendant in a low voice, "Find out who that man is! How could he make Night Star speak up for him?"
"Young Master, Night Star is not someone to be trifled with. Perhaps we should let it go."
"Let it go?" His tone suddenly rose, and he slapped the attendant, disbelief written all over his face. "How can we let it go? What is Night Star? Just a bastard whose father is dead! I told you to investigate; if you keep talking nonsense, believe me, I'll have you dealt with immediately!"
While Chu Haoxuan was still brooding over what had happened earlier, Night Star had already received news about the Chancellor visiting the General's residence and was pulling the woman back.
Knowing she had caused trouble, Mo Xier dared not say much as they turned and hurried toward the General's residence. Upon arriving at the entrance, they saw a man in his fifties, dressed in official robes, entangled with the attendant at the door.
Night Star quickly stepped forward and respectfully bowed, "I didn't know you were coming today; I apologize for not welcoming you properly."
"Oh, so you know to come back? I am your uncle! How dare the people of the General's residence prevent me from entering? Don't they have any sense?" Jiang Huai waved his sleeve, his tone quite unfriendly.
Mo Xier, who had been standing by watching, instinctively lowered her head. Night Star's uncle was also Old Madam's brother; if he found out that Old Madam had been angered because of her, who knows what he might do? She subconsciously lowered her head to diminish her presence.
"I thought since I wasn't home, there might be disturbances for my mother, so I gave them such orders. I hope you can understand, Uncle."
"Your mother is this ill, and you still have the heart to wander around?" With a frown, Jiang Huai's gaze shifted to the person who had been hiding behind the man.
Fortunately, Mo Xier had been keeping her head down, dressed in men's clothing today. Jiang Huai only thought she was a little attendant beside Night Star and did not pay much attention.
"Uncle, you are right. Please come with me. If my mother wakes up and sees you, she will surely be very happy."
Night Star remained as respectful as ever towards his elders, and Mo Xier was not surprised by this. She planned to quietly slip back to her room after entering the General's residence.
"The little attendant mentioned that you went out with some Miss Mo. Where is that girl?" As they walked into the residence, Jiang Huai did not forget to show concern for his nephew.
"She hasn't returned yet. I heard that you came, so I hurried back and left someone there to take care of her. You know how troublesome women can be."
Night Star spoke casually without a hint of embarrassment, causing Miss Mo, who was following behind, to pause in surprise. This man was simply talking nonsense; wasn't she right there behind them?
Also, what did he mean by saying women were troublesome? She pouted and angrily shook her fist behind him.
Jiang Huai nodded, believing Night Star's words without suspicion. "Your mother's illness came on suddenly. You must take good care of her and not let a woman cause you to lose sight of the bigger picture."
"I will remember what you said, Uncle." Night Star led Jiang Huai forward while making a gesture of departure towards Mo Xier behind him. She was not foolish; seizing the opportunity, she slipped away quietly.
In a dimly lit room, Jiang Huai sat by Old Madam's bedside, his eyes reflecting a sense of weariness.
Old Madam lay on the bed with her eyes tightly closed, showing no signs of waking up. He dismissed the surrounding servants, leaving only Rong Mama behind. The previous warmth in her demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a sharp glint in her eyes.
"Tell me honestly! Why did Old Madam faint?"
Rong Mama knelt on the ground with a thud, repeatedly bowing her head. "Chancellor, you must help this old servant!"
As she spoke, she clearly explained the ins and outs of the situation and boasted about Mo Xier's hair color. The already tense atmosphere became even more strained due to her words.
"You mean, that woman's hair is white?" Jiang Huai asked uncertainly, his eyes filled with astonishment. He had thought she was just an ordinary woman, but it turned out to be for this reason?
"I saw it with my own eyes; it is indeed white! If Old Madam could wake up right now, she would surely be able to explain everything to the Chancellor!"
Looking at Rong Mama, there was a depth of scrutiny in his gaze. She was Old Madam's maidservant and was undoubtedly loyal and would not lie.
Repeated confirmations were only because he was somewhat dazed by this news and wanted to ensure he hadn't misheard.
The White-Haired Woman! It turned out to be the once-in-three-hundred-years White-Haired Woman! The inner turmoil did not show on his face; he remained calmly composed. After years in the officialdom, he had long since learned to hide all emotions within, showing no signs of joy or anger.
Seeing the Chancellor's calm demeanor, Rong Mama felt a moment of panic. Why did the Chancellor show no reaction? "Chancellor, should we not capture that Demoness next? To avenge Old Madam?"
"Foolish!" he scolded loudly, furrowing his brows. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly replied, "You just focus on taking good care of Old Madam. As soon as she wakes up, inform me immediately! Do not act recklessly regarding anything else, understood?"
"I understand."
That day, Jiang Huai did not stay long at Old Madam's side and never returned afterward.
In the darkness of night, a figure leaped in like a gust of wind, creating ripples in its wake.
"Is there any movement from the Chancellor?" The speaker was Night Star, who held a brush and continued writing on paper without looking up.
The person in the dark remained calm. "No movement; all routines are the same as usual."
Since he became aware, he has not received even a bit of maternal love. He stumbled and crawled up, secretly starting to cultivate his own power, which has now begun to take shape.
He has been secretly monitoring the movements of everyone in the court, not just for himself, but also to protect the Heavenly Universe Kingdom. He has always believed that only by knowing both oneself and the enemy can one emerge unscathed from a hundred battles. The goddess of fortune never favors those who are unprepared!
"Has Rong Mama confirmed that she has passed on the news about White Hair to him?"
"I heard it clearly outside, there is no mistake. It's just that the Prime Minister has not made any moves; I don't know what went wrong."
Stopping his pen, Night Star's expression became somewhat intriguing. "No rush; the fish will eventually bite." His fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, and the Candlelight flickered, obscuring his facial expression.
"How is the investigation into her background going?"
"Nothing found. Miss Mo seems to have appeared out of thin air. I am incompetent and have yet to find any clues."
Upon hearing this, the man's gaze darkened further. When will he be able to see through this enigmatic woman? "Continue investigating until you find something!"
"Understood. Should we continue to send people to watch Miss Mo?"
Suddenly recalling Mo Xier's adorable actions, his previously hardened heart inexplicably softened. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "Continue sending people to watch her. If I am not around and she encounters danger, you are permitted to act on your own."
The shadow could not help but look up, wanting to say something, but in the end, all words turned into a single word: "Yes."
The visitor then left, but in just a moment, something had quietly begun to change.
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