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Yan Mo Chen's eyes were red as he glared at Qiao Xu with resentment. He suddenly laughed and said, "From today onwards, I will make sure to make her regret messing with my people and make them live."

With that, he flicked his sleeve, turned around, and walked out of the cold palace. Accompanied by a cold voice, he said,

"From today on, I will throw him into the cold palace and kill him on his own."

When she was at the Demon Palace, she had heard that Yan Mo Chen had become cruel, violent, and unpredictable ever since he became the emperor of the Forgotten Kingdom. She did not expect to see him again today, and it was true.

She suddenly smiled gently, putting him on a bad spot before pushing him into a cold palace. This was probably a good thing for her, at least … She would never see that cold face again at night.

Thinking this, she let out a sigh of relief and turned around to return to the cold palace. She saw Die'er, who had fainted a moment ago, slowly open her eyes.

"Empress …" Her voice was very soft as she shouted. Then, she looked at Yingyue who was lying on the ground covered in blood. She then shouted loudly, "Ahh! "Dead, dead!"

Qiao Qiao's lips curled up helplessly. In this way, the one who would suffer together with her would be Die'er.

"She died for me." Qiao Qiao's tone was as indifferent as before, and then he slowly hugged the already lifeless Yingyue as if she was a treasure.

When Die'er saw this, although her heart was filled with fear, she still helped Qiao to lift Ying Yue up.

"Thank you." Joe nodded and chuckled.

"The Empress is too courteous." Die'er said with a face full of respect.

"I'm no longer some Empress. You don't need to call me that anymore." Qiao Qiao's still indifferent eyes couldn't help but glance over and then he walked out of the hall with the thin and short Yingyue in his arms.

Die'er's face was filled with astonishment. Why was she in a coma for such a short period of time, yet this Empress wasn't the Empress? Without time for her to think, she lifted her foot and chased after him.

Qiao Qiao was still standing in the outer court of the cold palace. She used a shovel to dig a big hole in the ground. She knew that with her current situation, it would be impossible for her to find a safe place for Yingyue to live.

"Empress, this sort of menial chore should be left to this servant." Die'er saw this and immediately wanted to snatch the shovel from Qiao's remaining hand.

There's no need. Like I said, I'm no longer some Empress. I'm just a palace maid in the cold palace." Qiao gave a bitter smile and added, "No, perhaps I am not even comparable to a palace maid. I am merely wearing the body of a criminal.

Die'er was startled. Although she didn't understand the meaning behind Qiao's words, she knew that the Empress meant that the Emperor had forced her into a corner. She immediately straightened her expression and said with a serious expression, "Even if you aren't the Empress, you are still this servant's mistress." Die'er resolutely nodded her head at Qiao Qiao. Taking advantage of the moment Qiao Qiao was still in a daze, she snatched the shovel from Qiao Qiao's hands and did her best to dig holes in the outer court.

Qiao Qiao's eyes suddenly became wet. He didn't expect that she and Die'er would be able to gain such loyalty within a day. It seemed that her life was more fortunate than unfortunate.

Thinking of this, her depressed mood could not help but slightly improve. She then took a chisel from the side and started digging together with Die'er.

After a short while, Yingyue's temporary grave was settled. Qiao Qiao was still sighing as she caressed Yingyue's tombstone, with the words "Qiao's younger sister Yingyue, Xiyue's Tomb" engraved on it.

Yingyue, I'm afraid that you'll be able to see Xiyue now, and the two of you, the two of you, should be able to resolve this peace. Foolish Yingyue, I believe that Xiyue will not blame you.

Qiao Qiao's eyes were still filled with tears as he sobbed, "Xiyue, will you blame me for giving you the tombstone so late?" "Because I have always believed that you weren't dead, that you wouldn't die, but …" Her voice paused for a moment, swallowing the sobs in her voice, "But I've really sent too many people to find you, and none of them can prove to me that you're still alive. Now that I've buried you and your sister together, you'll be happy even if you know it."

"Empress …" Die'er held the plain and plain food in her hands and walked slowly towards Qiao Qiao. "The food in this cold palace is only this much …" Her eyes dimmed and her face filled with grief.

When she went to the imperial kitchens just now to ask for food, she didn't expect that the nanny in the imperial kitchens would say that it was already good that the Cold Palace sinners had the qualifications to eat delicacies from the sea and mountains, but it was also good that they were able to eat the leftover soup from the dogs and pigs. This group of people truly looked down on them with their dog eyes.

Qiao Qiao raised his eyebrows as he looked over. Seeing Die'er's ashen face, he knew that she must have bumped into a wall when she was carrying the food. With a smile, she immediately went up to take the food from Die'er's hands with a face full of surprise and surprise.

"I didn't expect the food in the cold palace to be so good."

Die'er hurriedly raised her head and looked at the meal in the Empress's hands. A warm feeling welled up in her eyes. The food in the Empress's hands was clearly leftovers, and even the lowest class of palace maids usually ate better than the Empress. Yet the Empress said these words to comfort her.

"What are you waiting for? Come and eat with me." Qiao once again brought the meal to the table and called out to Die'er, who was still in a daze.

Die'er came back to her senses and cried out as she held back her stomach. She bowed to Qiao Qiao and said, "How could this servant dare to eat with esteemed wangfei. It's good enough for esteemed wangfei."

"Like I said, there's no Empress here. Only Qiao Qiao and Die'er are still together. If you don't want to eat, then I won't." Qiao Qiao snorted angrily.

However, when Die'er heard Qiao's words, her pupils dilated. She stared at Qiao yet with a face of astonishment. Her lips parted, but she did not say anything.

"Silly girl, you've gone silly. We're just having a meal together." Qiao Qiao continued to look at Die'er's panicked appearance. He feared that she might be scared by his disrespectful appearance. Thus, she had no choice but to personally go out and pull on Die'er's sleeve.

"What did you say just now, your name is …?" Die'er asked Qiao Qiao happily.

Qiao Qiao was still stunned. What was wrong with this girl? Without thinking about it, she repeated, "Joe is still."

"You... "You …" Die'er was startled, then with a plop, she knelt on the ground and said with even more respect, "You are the Emperor of Qiao."

Qiao Qiao was still shocked. She didn't expect that the name Qiao Fei would still be remembered by others. It was rare, but she had just become too relaxed and forgot to hide her identity. She was seen through and she was too careless.

"Right." She nodded her head faintly.

"This servant is Shen Qian Xun, the younger sister of Minister Shen. She was specially ordered to stay in the palace to await the return of the Emperor. I didn't expect … I did not expect this servant to really wait for you! " Die'er said to Qiao Qiao with a face full of joy. Her tone of voice was flustered and clearly filled with the excitement she had been waiting for a long time.

"You said that you're Shen Qian Xun's little sister!" When Qiao Qiao heard Die'er's words, he became even more excited and happily smiled. He then quickly supported the butterfly who was kneeling on the ground.

"Yes, yes, your servant's name is Shen Yu Die. Big brother said that he wouldn't believe that the Emperor had passed away, so he sent this servant here to wait, hoping that the Emperor would come back one day." Die'er nodded and said with wild joy.

"We've known each other for a long time. I didn't know that he had a younger sister." "Come in and have your meal, or you'll be cold."

"Right." Die'er smiled happily and nodded, then followed Qiao Qiao into the palace hall.

At the table, although the two of them were eating plain rice, the whole meal was exceptionally happy.

"Open the door!" At the entrance of the cold palace, a cold shout interrupted Qiao and Die'er's cheerful laughter.

"Lord Yan Mu, the emperor ordered for no one to enter." The guard at the door reported.

"If anything happens, I will bear the burden. Open the door!" Yan Mu shouted once again.

"This …" The guard at the door paused for a second before he slowly opened the locked door of the cold palace.

Yan Mu hurriedly lifted his leg and rushed into the hall without stopping. When he saw that Qiao Qiao was still standing there, he hurriedly knelt down and cupped his hands. He was stuttering as he spoke.

"Huang …"

Qiao still laughed softly. It seemed that Yan Mu did not know how to address her.

"Just call me Miss."

"Greetings, young lady. Young lady, you …" Yan Mu raised his eyebrows as he looked at the dishes on the table. He couldn't help but feel a tinge of sadness. "Miss, you've suffered greatly."

Joe continued to look at Yan Mu's silent face and couldn't help but laugh. "Isn't it good that I'm like this?"

"But …" Yan Mu opened his mouth, but stopped himself from saying anything else. He knew that even if the girl did not have a good life, he would still be powerless.

"Alright, let's not talk about this unhappy things. How did you know I was in the cold palace?" Qiao still raised an eyebrow and asked Yan Mu.

"Yes …" It was Qingwu who found your subordinate and told me what your subordinate said. Your subordinate now knows that your subordinate has locked you up here. " Yan Mu slightly lowered his eyebrows. When he mentioned Qingwu, his cheeks couldn't help but flush red.

If it was anyone else, Qiao Qiao might not have noticed it. However, for Yan Mo Chen, who stayed with him day after day and had a cold and indifferent personality, it was rather abnormal for him.

"Oh ~ So it's Qingwu." Joe was still smiling.

As his voice faded, the blush on Yan Mu's face turned redder.

"Kid, you like Qingwu?" Qiao Qiao couldn't help but lower his face and ask with raised eyebrows. No wonder when Qingwu was imprisoned in Yan Mo Chen's Sky Prison, Yan Mu had risked his life to save her. So this brat already had ill intentions towards Qingwu.