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"Right." Ying Yue nodded her head obediently and hugged Qiao Qiao's shoulder as she sobbed. However, her eyebrows no longer had that sorrowful look from before. Instead, they had become a bit crafty.

"Your Majesty, the Regent requests an audience."

While Qiao Qiao was still comforting Yingyue, a small palace maid by the door interrupted the sorrowful atmosphere in the palace.

"Pass." With a gentle tone, he said slowly, "Yingyue, you should go to the imperial kitchens first and prepare a table of wine for us. I'm afraid that tonight, I'll have a long talk with the Regent."

"Yes." Yingyue obediently nodded, bowed and left.

"Your majesty, why has this Regent come here so late at night?" Ever since Xiyue had passed away, Qingwu had replaced Xiyue as Qiao's aunt of the first step. From then on, she became Qiao's trusted confidante.

"I'm afraid that you will have to change your mind and face the enemy with me." Joe continued to smile slowly.

"Face the enemy?" Qingwu was actually puzzled.

This Qingwu had trained in the martial arts since childhood, so although she was loyal to her, it was inevitable that she lacked the Seven Apertures Mystical Heart that she had had with Xiyue. In the past, when talking with her, he didn't need to waste his breath, but this little girl Qingwu's mind was too wild.

"After Yingyue has prepared the food and wine, find an excuse to send Yingyue away to rest. You can stay and serve her." It was clear that Qiao Qiao's thoughts were still the same as Xiyue's and she didn't want Yingyue to participate. She had always remembered Xiyue's wishes in her heart, so when the time was right, she would definitely get Yingyue married.

"Yes." Qingwu slightly bowed, her face expressionless, but she was extremely happy in her heart. She knew that the Emperor was so unreserved, and that was when he truly trusted her.

Right after he finished speaking, Yan Mo Chen slowly walked in, his black clothes embedded with golden threads. There was not a single trace of emotion on his cold face, but there was a hint of a smile in his sharp phoenix eyes.

It had to be said that Yan Mo Chen's appearance was the only cold unparalleled appearance in the world. No matter when he saw him, Qiao Qiao's heart still seemed to drop half a beat.

Yan Mu followed closely behind Yan Mo Chen. He couldn't help but frown when he saw how the emperor was salivating over his master. Indeed, all the women in the world looked at their master's face that wanted to wipe it clean. Unfortunately, no one dared to do so.

But in half an incense's time, Yingyue had already ordered people to bring up the good dishes on the table. Qiao Qiao still happily smiled and saw that Qingwu said something to Yingyue. Although Yingyue's face showed unwillingness, she didn't refute and only bowed and left.

"I didn't know that Your Majesty is …" Yan Mo Chen slowly sat in front of the table and asked with a look of understanding.

"Royal Uncle, why are you pretending to be silly with me? Since this matter is complicated, why don't you and I eat and chat while you reminisce about the past?" Qiao Qiao continued to smile slowly and sat down opposite Yan Mo Chen.

"Come, let your royal uncle taste it. This is the dish of the name of Jiangnan and the taste will be returned to you. I paid a huge price to invite this chef from the Jiangnan area to see if it suits your appetite, my royal uncle." He scooped a bowl of Life Light Dance in the middle of the meal and brought it in front of Yan Mo Chen, then slowly said, "Legend has it that after an ancient emperor ascended the throne, he became accustomed to the delicacies of the mountains and seas of the palace, and accidentally took to touring the streets to find some fragrant fried tofu fruits. The fragrance is overflowing, the color is golden, and it makes one's appetite rise. Qiao Qiao still had the usual chatty expression as he spoke to Yan Mo Chen happily.

"I don't know." Yan Mo Chen did not interrupt her, but followed her words.

"It's actually very simple. I just placed the fried tofu fruit into the chicken soup pot, then boiled it with a small amount of yellow bean sprouts and various seasonings until the tofu fruit was soft and flavorful, then cooked it." Qiao Qiao continued to smile lightly and added another bowl of this ruyi stick in front of him.

"I never thought that a small piece of tofu could be so delicious." After Yan Mo Chen ate one mouthful, his face revealed a rare look of admiration.

"Yeah, that's why no matter what sort of status you have, if you want to accomplish something, you only need to use the right method and it can be accomplished by you." Joe was still smiling faintly, as if there was something in his words.

Sure enough, Yan Mo Chen's originally emotionless face revealed traces of praise. This little girl's mind was becoming more and more crafty, she had actually guessed what he had been secretly doing these past few days.

"I wonder what business does Imperial Uncle have by coming here today?" Qiao Qiao still gently put down the spoon in his hand and spoke with a stern expression towards Yan Mo Chen.

"Now that the Emperor's thoughts are so clear, why don't we take a guess?" Yan Mo Chen's interest was piqued, but he still spoke with interest.

"Are you here to report the death of the Grand Commandant?" Qiao once again raised an eyebrow. "Since this matter has been handed over to Imperial Uncle for so long, I'm afraid that there should be an end to it."

"It's time for This King to get to know His Majesty again." Yan Mo Chen's lips curled into a smile, and he picked up the ruyi stick again to dry. He placed it into his mouth, then placed the bowl down and wiped his mouth, then spoke, "Your majesty is right, the Xi Mansion's annihilation indeed has a motive."

"There's no harm in speaking your mind, Uncle Huang." Joe continued to smile. Yan Mo Chen looked around, and it was clear that he did not trust the people around her.

"All of you can leave now." Qiao Qiao waved his hand in every direction, and the palace maids and eunuchs who were serving inside and outside the palace all dismissed themselves. In the large palace, only Qiao once again, Yan Mo Chen, Qingwu, and Yan Mu remained.

"Royal Uncle can say it now." Joe paused and said.

"Your Majesty has guessed correctly. It was done by the Demon Palace." When he mentioned the Devil Palace again, he did his best to hide the scarlet red in Yan Mo Chen's eyes, but it was still reflected in Qiao Qiao's eyes. She knew that Yan Mo Chen had probably already decided on how to deal with the Devil Palace.

"Then what does royal uncle plan to do?" Joe asked.

"Kill!" This simple word still made Qiao Qiao see the bloodlust and ruthlessness in Yan Mo Chen's eyes. She had always thought that Yan Mo Chen was indifferent and unable to see through his thoughts. However, she had never thought that his hatred towards the Demon Palace would be so great.

"The Demon Palace has flourished in the martial arts world for a hundred years. How could it be eliminated so easily? Furthermore, the Demon Marshall's skills are mysterious and his methods are cruel. With two capable assistants by his side and the countless number of killers in the Demon Palace, how can we possibly have a chance of victory? " All these years, Yan Mo Chen had kept his hatred buried deep within his heart. But because he did not have enough power to fight against the Demon Palace, could it be that the current him already had the strength to fight against the Demon Palace?

"Unrivaled." Yan Mo Chen said coldly, "No matter how powerful the Demon Lord is, he can't fight against a hundred by himself. Furthermore, does the Emperor think that all of This King's subordinates are useless?" Yan Mo Chen's lips curled, as if Qiao Qiao's worries were unnecessary, "This king's actions have nothing to do with the Xi Tai Ming's family, he betrayed the imperial government and colluded with the Demon Palace. Even if the Demon Palace doesn't execute him, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape the punishment of nine clans.

She did not intend to spare him in the first place, but since he had a solid foundation in the imperial court and had the support of the Demon Palace, it was inevitable that he would not care about it and leave behind problems for the future. The Demon Palace's actions had saved Qiao Qiao and the imperial government a lot of trouble, but just as Yan Mo Chen had said, dying like this had been too easy for him.

"I naturally know that my imperial uncle is doing it for me. The Grand Commandant's family is only a pretense, isn't it?" Qiao Qiao's watery eyes met Yan Mo Chen's unfathomable eyes. That's right, Qiao Qiao used the cover of Grand Commandant Xi to give Yan Mo Chen an opportunity to fight against the Devil Palace.

"This King said, I hope the Emperor does not attempt to investigate This King." Yan Mo Chen suddenly looked over. Although there was no anger in his eyes, it was still filled with hatred.

"Okay, then what does Imperial Uncle want to do?" Against a powerful character like the Demon Lord, he would either not make a move, or he would win in a single move.

"The Emperor only needs to see." The corners of Yan Mo Chen's lips curled up involuntarily. If he did not remove the Devil Palace, it would be difficult for Qiao Guo to be at ease!

"Alright, then I'll wait for Imperial Uncle's beautiful voice." Qiao Qiao still had a sudden smile on his face. He raised the wine cup in his hand and shook it gently, and then clashed with Yan Mo Chen. The two of them raised their heads and drank it all in one gulp.

The two of them seemed to have never talked in such a calm manner before, but after tonight, there seemed to be an unpredictable bond between them.

His face was filled with a light smile. Although Yan Mo Chen's face was cold, his eyes were filled with warmth. The two of them talked back and forth and occasionally let out a few chuckles before they heated up in the huge Palace.

Yan Mu looked at his prince in disbelief. He didn't know when his prince would be willing to share his plans with this bastard emperor.

Grass bag? Yan Mu pursed his lips. This was probably the previous emperor. Now, in the eyes of the people of Qiao Guo, whoever dared to associate her with the word 'haystack' was clearly courting death.

Qingwu stood behind Qiao Yifan, her gaze seemed to glance at a man sitting there with a noble face. This was the first time since she had met the Regent that she had seen the prince so amiable. Her emperor really was an intelligent person, to be able to easily subdue such a large iceberg that was thousands of miles away.