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"Reporting to the emperor, Yufei requests an audience." At the door, a palace maid's announcement interrupted the awkward atmosphere between Qiao Yifan and He You You.

Qiao Yifan was still frowning. He turned his head to look at He Ming, but in his heart, he was hesitating. He didn't know if Zhang Mu Yu was right or not.

"Of course, there's no need to be on guard when you meet a male consort, right?" He Youyou didn't have any intention to leave, instead, he said that he didn't want to be the host.

"It's better for Demon Lord to avoid it." Qiao Qiao still knew in his heart that if he couldn't get out of this trouble, it was still possible for him to avoid it.

"Why don't we take advantage of today and abolish this … Yu Fei? " He You You seemed to be doubtful, but in fact, his tone was full of insistence.

Qiao once again remained silent and only shot him an unhappy look. Then, he turned around and walked out of the inner hall. "Yufei." He shouted loudly from the outer hall of the palace.

But He You You stayed in the inner hall obediently, the corner of his mouth raised to form a smile that was not a smile.

"This concubine pays her respects to Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor, long live and long live the Emperor." Zhang Mu Yu's expression was calm and his footsteps steady. He leisurely walked to the center of the hall, slightly bowed, and said with a gentle tone.

"Stand up." Qiao Qiao still waved his hand, but his tone was indifferent.

"Thank you, your majesty." Zhang Muyu slowly stood up, a faint smile appearing on his face. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for agreeing to let chenqie return to the estate to offer her condolences to father." He naturally knew in his heart that this was probably the first time since the founding of the country that the Emperor was bestowed such a great honor.

"My beloved concubine speaks too seriously. Zhang Dazhi died for his wife, which is a righteous act. Besides, during his tenure, he has always been diligent in his duties and acted for his country and his people. It is reasonable for me to grant my beloved concubine permission to return to visit his home." Qiao Yifan continued to laugh lightly. In his heart, he felt a sense of goodwill towards Zhang Muyu, who was very far away from him.

"For Father to be able to receive such special honor after death means that he will definitely die in peace." Zhang Muyu's voice was slow, and his brows revealed a hint of relief.

"During the palace banquet that day, I accepted you as my concubine, but was actually forced into a corner and didn't have the intention to ask you about it. Although I have a name for you, I haven't made an edict on you yet, and if you don't wish to enter the inner court of the harem, you can truthfully tell me about it and I will definitely grant you your wish." Qiao Qiao's words were serious without the slightest hint of a joke on her face. Her heart was indeed filled with guilt towards Zhang Mu Yu, and she even more so did not want to see a second Han Shuyi appearing in the Inner Academy of the harem.

"Since chenqie has already entered the palace and is someone close to the emperor, I naturally don't dare to have any other thoughts. I hope that Your Majesty will be enlightened." Zhang Muyu Yu slightly bowed, and spoke with a trace of persistence in his voice. His usually calm and handsome face also had a tinge of impatience.

Qiao Qiao still smiled in surprise. Originally he thought he could use this opportunity to expel Zhang Muyu from the palace and let him lead the life he wanted to live. He didn't expect him to refuse.

"No regrets?" Joe insisted.

"Chenqie will not regret it." Zhang Mu Yu firmly shook his head.

"Then do you want to stay in Ning Yu Palace? If you are unwilling, I can give you another palace. " After all, Ning Yu Palace was the place where Ning Xin had once lived.

"No need, chenqie likes Ning Yu Palace very much." Zhang Muyu lowered his eyebrows and whispered.

"But I really don't like you." As He You You spoke, he walked out from the inner hall. Although he was smiling, his brows were filled with killing intent.

"It's you!" Zhang Muyu Yu cried out in alarm. His originally calm face was filled with anger, "You're the one who killed my father. I want to avenge my father!" With that, he flew up into the air and headed towards He You You with his bare hands.

Qiao Yifan was still surprised, he secretly cursed. Before he could scold, he saw that the two of them had already gathered, and he only saw the black air in He Mingyou's hand rise up and viciously attack Zhang Muyu's chest. Zhang Muyu was still unable to get close to him, so he was ruthlessly sent flying.

"Dong ~", Zhang Mu Yu fiercely fell from the stone pillar.

"Pu ~" He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Zhang Muyu!" Qiao Yifan continued to shout and immediately rushed in front of Zhang Muyu, supporting the man on the ground as he stared at He You You with a reproachful gaze.

"Huang …" Your Majesty, he … He killed … I … "My father's murderer …" Zhang Muyu said in an intermittent manner as blood gushed out of his mouth.

"I know, I know." Qiao Qiao continued to look at the blood that was pouring out of his mouth as he nodded his head. "Don't speak, I'll go call Imperial Physician Baili to save you."

After saying this, Qiao Qiao was about to shout out again, but was forcibly interrupted by Zhang Muyu with a raise of his hand.

"Huang …" Your Majesty, this subject … Your concubine won't be able to accompany you anymore … You have to be good... "Take care." Zhang Muyu said with great difficulty, as a large mouthful of blood was violently spat out from his mouth. Following that, he stared at He Ming You with empty eyes, his hands lightly hanging down.

Qiao Qiao still looked at the man in front of her powerlessly lowering his hands. In her heart, she felt grief and indignation. She extended her hands and lightly closed Zhang Muyu's eyes, which could not be closed.

Suddenly, she raised her head and shouted to He You You, who was standing at a corner of the arena, "He You You! Are you crazy!?"

"If you still don't let him go, don't blame me for slaughtering your entire palace again." He Mingyou stood at the entrance of the inner hall. He didn't seem to care about Zhang Muyu's death at all. Instead, his eyes stared fixedly at Qiao Yifan's hand, which was still holding Zhang Muyu's, with a bit of jealousy.

"You're crazy!" Qiao Qiao's eyes were still blood-red as she looked at He You You You. She knew that the man before her was no longer the person she was familiar with. He was a devil, a devil that saw human life as grass!

"If you say that I've gone mad, then I've gone mad. However, if you're still unwilling to leave with me, perhaps I will become even more insane." He Mingyou's lips curled up into a smile as he gently raised his brows. Even if he had to force himself to leave with her today, he was still willing to.

"You …" Qiao Qiao's fists were still tightly clenched. He was already at a loss as to how to refute this illogical person. Perhaps in his world, there was no right or wrong, no life or death, only those who were willing to obey him!

"What is it? You don't want it? I do know that there is a male concubine in the imperial palace, but who was the man who stood in front of you that day? " He Mingyuan frowned. It was clear that he had already set his sights on Ji Mingyuan.

Qiao Yifan's cold eyes no longer contained even a trace of anger. His indifferent eyes no longer held any emotion as he stared at the man not too far away from her as if he was looking at a monster. She knew that He Mingyou would definitely do as he said.

"Of course, I will give you one last chance. If you still don't agree, then I will leave this place to meet and kill someone until you are willing to go with me!" He knew that Qiao Qiao was a loyal person who would never let this group of people die for her.

"One …" he said, dragging his voice.

"Two …"

"Three …"

He You You saw that Qiao still did not express his position, immediately flying out, only hearing the palace maid at the door scream miserably, Joe still had not come back to his senses.

"Stop!" She ran out of the palace and saw that the two palace maids had fallen to the ground, blood trickling from their lips. She shouted crazily, "You demon!" As she spoke, she rushed towards He You You. Although she had no inner strength, she was very agile. She wanted to capture He You You You. But she knew that she was trying to hit a rock with an egg.

"Of course, in the modern world, your martial arts are inferior to mine." He You You smiled and raised his hand, holding Qiao Qiao tightly in his arms. "You have no time to consider. These two lives were given to you by me. If you still don't agree, then you won't be the only ones to die."

"He You You!" Joe was still snarling.

"I'll ask you again, do you agree to follow me back to the Demon Palace?" He Yinyou's tone was frivolous, and the warm current that was still flowing beside Joe's ear was gentle and spray.

"You madman, madman!" Joe was still struggling in his arms, but it didn't take much for him to tighten his grip.

"Agreed or not?" He You You ignored Qiao's curses and persisted in asking.

"You are shameless. He Yinyou, I have misjudged you." Qiao Qiao continued to curse endlessly.

"Of course, you only need to answer whether I agree or not." He You You lightly leaned against the same side of Qiao Qiao's ear, his tone full of smiles.

The sudden sound of a light bell gradually rang out, and Qiao Qiao's heart still tightened. Naturally, she knew who the person who came was, but the look of worry on her face entered He Ming's eyes. He released Qiao Yifan who was in his embrace, and flew towards the bell.

"He You You, don't hurt her!" Joe shouted.

Ahhh! Don't bully Yueyue! Yueyue is still too young, wuu!" He Mingyou cried as she landed on the ground, holding a chicken-like woman tightly in her hands.

Qiao Qiao still looked over. Who else could it be but Yingyue in his hands? She had personally hung that bell on Yingyue's body!

"Let her go!" Qiao Qiao shouted again in a cold voice.

"If you still refuse, I'll kill this palace maid in front of you." He You You was irritated by Yingyue's crying. She immediately raised her hand to hold Yingyue's hand. She then moved closer to Yingyue and threatened, "Shut up. If you're crying, I'll kill you right now!"

"Wuu wuu, my brother is bad, my brother is bad!" Ying Yue continued to wail.

Qiao Qiao's beautiful almond-shaped eyes were still fixed on the bright moon in He Mingyou's hands. She fiercely bit down on her lower lip. Now that Xiyue's whereabouts were unknown, she must take good care of her only little sister.