C13 It Was His Birthday

The Imperial Army's eyes widened, their pupils emitting fear.

They all knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for forgiveness, "Saint, we did not mean to offend you. All of this is Xiao Chen's order, and it has nothing to do with us."

"But you know too much."

As soon as she finished speaking, a line of blood appeared on the five Imperial Army's necks. Their eyes widened, and they died with unwillingness.

Shuangyao covered her head with her hand and stared at the corpse on the ground. It was easy to kill a tiger, but it was much more troublesome to deal with it. The tiger noticed Shuangyao's hesitation and rubbed her calf.

She lowered her head and her eyes lit up, "Then I'll have to trouble you guys." She reached out and touched the tiger's head.

"Roar! Roar!"

In the evening, Yue Qing walked into the mansion with a smile on her face, but she saw someone who should not be here.

"Ah!"

Instantly, she fell to the ground, her pupils shrinking as she slowly moved back. She did not forget to say, "It's not me, it's not me."

Shuangyao turned around and slowly walked towards her, "Mrs. Qing, what's going on?"

At this moment, Yue Qing noticed that Shuangyao's feet were stepping on shadows. She was startled and shouted, "Scram!" She quickly got up and prepared to leave.

"I didn't expect that I could come back."

Hearing the voice behind her, Yue Qing paused for a moment and quickly disappeared from Shuangyao's sight.

When Yue Qing returned to her room, she turned around and closed the door. She leaned against the door and panted heavily. Then, she thought of something and a ferocious expression appeared on her face. She cursed in a low voice, "Trash!"

The next day, Yue Qing was stunned for a long time when she found out that Xiao Chen's corpse had been found. Her entire body turned cold as she looked at Shuangyao with trembling lips. She slowly raised her finger and said in fear, "It's you, it's you who killed Xiao Chen."

"Mrs. Qing, what are you talking about?" A hint of warning flashed across Shuangyao's eyes as the smile on her face became even brighter. She approached Yue Qing.

Yue Qing retreated in a panic, her footsteps staggering. Without realizing it, she fell to the ground and crawled towards the door in a sorry state.

"Mrs. Qing, what are you doing?" Lateral Consort Lo stood at the door with her back against the light.

Yue Qing raised her head and quickly crawled a few times like a dog. She hugged Lateral Consort Lo's thighs and said, "It's her, it's her who killed Xiao Chen. Let's hurry up and report it to the officials."

"What are you doing?"

Jun Liye, who had not returned for several days, suddenly appeared with a body full of coldness. Even the ice on his eyebrows had yet to disappear.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, you finally came back. It's her, this poisonous woman killed Xiao Chen. It has only been a short period of time since you came, yet so many strange things have happened. There must be some connection between her and you."

Yue Qing was overjoyed and quickly got up. She did not forget to stroke her hair bun and hid behind Jun Liye.

Jun Liye stared at Shuangyao. Her eyes did not dodge, and there was not a trace of guilt in them.

The doubt in his heart flashed by. He felt that her eyes were extremely familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen them before.

"Shuangyao?"

Such a familiar scene caused Shuangyao to be dazed for a moment. After a while, she recovered and asked indifferently, "Your Highness, did you find what I wanted?"

"I found it."

Lateral Consort Lo, who was at the side, lowered her head and hid her body in the dark. A trace of jealousy flashed across her lowered eyes.

Yue Qing felt uneasy in her heart. She pulled on Jun Liye's sleeve and her fingers were red from the cold, but she did not know it. "This witch knows witchcraft. Be careful not to be bewitched by her. Let's quickly report to the Dali Court and have someone capture her."

"Don't mess around." Jun Liye roared in a low voice, his eyes filled with impatience.

Startled, Yue Qing let go of his hand and returned to her room in a daze.

Shuangyao stared at the Snowflake Epiphyllum in her hand and chuckled a few times, her eyes without any emotion.

"When did it start?"

Jun Liye stared at Shuangyao anxiously. At first, he thought that Shuangyao was lying to him, but he had accidentally fallen off the cliff. At that moment, the despair in Jun Liye's heart bloomed with hope.

"Don't be in such a hurry. This is just one of the medicinal ingredients. Keep it well." The Snowflake Epiphyllum had a good effect. He stored it first, and he might need this excuse in the future.

Jun Liye carefully held the flower and put it back into the jade box. "Then when will there be a second medicinal ingredient?"

His fawning attitude caused Shuangyao to mock him, "I heard that you used to love Yue Qing very much and were indifferent to the former consort. What happened that caused your attitude to change so quickly?"

Jun Liye was startled and clenched his fists, "It has nothing to do with you."

"You don't want to know about the second medicine?" Shuangyao's soft words fell into his ears. Jun Liye's footsteps paused for a moment. He gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.

"Where is it?"

"Two days later, on the Queen's birthday, I will attend the banquet as a princess." Shuangyao put her finger on her lips, "After this matter is over, I will tell you where the second medicine is."

Jun Liye turned around and bit his lips. The veins on his forehead bulged, "Alright." After a long time, he spat out a word from between his teeth.

Looking at Jun Liye's back, Shuangyao thought of the scene she had seen last night and sneered.

There was no empty seat, and everyone was chatting happily.

The emperor wore a bright yellow dragon robe and a red palace robe. His thick makeup could not conceal his old age as he slowly walked over.

"The emperor has arrived. The Empress has arrived."

A sharp voice sounded, and everyone knelt on the ground.

Shuangyao snorted coldly and hid on the ground with her wide skirt. She lowered her head and glanced at Jun Liye from the corner of her eyes.

She happened to meet his eyes, so Shuangyao turned her gaze away carelessly.

"Everyone, please rise. Today is the birthday of the Empress. There is no need to be overly courteous." The emperor smiled and raised his hand.

The Empress revealed a benevolent smile, "Shuangyao's words are like singing and dancing. Everyone is happy."

"Emperor, why don't you and the Empress have a drink to celebrate?"

The Crown Prince glanced at Jun Liye without leaving a trace. The corner of his mouth rose slightly as he walked out of the table and kneeled in front of the Emperor and the Empress.

"Yes."

Everyone raised their glasses, but Jun Liye heard the cold sneer from the eyes beside him, and he was filled with ridicule.

He frowned slightly and lowered his head to cover the corner of his mouth. "Don't do anything rash."

"What are you worried about? You have been waiting for me to die."

Shuangyao finished the wine in one gulp and raised her empty glass to Jun Liye. She glanced at the Crown Prince who was a little nervous on the right side and twitched her mouth.

Jun Liye turned the wine cup and did not drink for a long time.

The Emperor opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the next moment, the Empress placed her hand on the back of the Emperor's hand. "Emperor, you haven't held my hand in so many years. Why don't you fulfill my wish today?"

The Emperor turned his head and met the Empress's gaze. He forced a smile and said, "Of course."

What a scene of the Empress loving him.