C7 Summer moon

Ever since the group of inner guards had pushed them into the Yongde Palace like wolves and tigers to lock them up, Xia Yue had been crying on the ground. On the other hand, Mu Qianxue appeared abnormally calm, as if what had just happened at Myriad Temple was just a ridiculous dream to her.

After sitting quietly for a while, Mu Qianxue got up and walked in front of Xia Yue. She squatted down and wiped away the tears on Xia Yue's face, "Don't cry, you'll be fine."

Xia Yue raised her hazy teary eyes and sobbed, "This servant isn't worried about myself. Your Majesty and Imperial Concubine Cao, they ?" I'm afraid that we won't let the Empress off just like that! "

"I know." Mu Qianxue's expression was still as calm as before, as if she was talking about someone else. Xia Yue wiped her tears away and looked at Mu Qianxue doubtfully, "Empress, aren't you afraid?"

Mu Qianxue helped her up and lightly said, "So what? Will they let me go?"

No matter what, she just couldn't understand how things had turned out like this. It was obvious that in these past four years, His Majesty had been in so much pain for the Empress that every time the Empress got sick, His Majesty would take care of her all night long, but in the end ? Not only did all of this seem fake, even all of the people close to the Empress had died under His Majesty's slaughtering knife. She could not understand how His Majesty could be so heartless.

As she thought of this, Xia Yue grabbed Mu Qianxue's hand and anxiously said, "Empress, before His Majesty does anything to you, quickly flee. Run far away and never come back!"

Xia Yue's genuine concern caused a slight warmth to rise in Mu Qianxue's ice-cold heart. "There are guards outside Yongde Palace, and the palace is heavily guarded as well. How do we escape?"

Xia Yue lowered her head in thought for a moment, then a tinge of determination appeared in her exquisite eyes. "This servant will try to distract them. At that time, the Empress will take the opportunity to leave."

Mu Qianxue stared at her clear eyes and said softly, "But if this happens, you will die. Aren't you afraid?"

Her words caused a trace of fear to flash past Xia Yue's eyes, but she quickly replied, "I'm afraid, but if it wasn't for the Empress, this servant would have long since starved to death. Being able to live another four years would already be considered earning money."

Xia Yue was an orphan. From the moment she could remember, she had been following a group of beggars to beg for money, filling her pitiful stomach with leftovers from other people's charity, and leading a hungry and full life. Every winter was their most difficult time, frequently asking for a full day without any gains, so they could only rely on drinking water to support their stomachs.

In the winter four years ago, a small scale famine broke out in the capital city. Xia Yue didn't ask for food for a few days in a row, she was hungry and cold, and fainted in front of Mu Qianxue's wedding procession. Mu Qianxue pitied her, and had someone carry her into the carriage.

Seeing that Mu Qianxue was silent, Xia Yue thought that she had agreed. She immediately said, "This servant will go and pack now. Also, this humble servant remembers that there are some medicines in the Inner Palace to stop bleeding and remove blood stasis, as well as medicines to soothe the lungs with cough, all of them. "

Mu Qianxue pulled Xia Yue, who was about to rush into the inner hall, and shook her head as she said, "There's no need to pack up. I won't be leaving!"

Xia Yue stared at Xia Yue in disbelief. After she recovered her wits, she anxiously said: "Why aren't you leaving? Could it be that the Empress is really going to wait here for her death?"

Mu Qianxue caressed the center of her brows that had been twisted into a ball. "Silly girl, those guards aren't something that you can lure away by yourself. If I leave, who will avenge them! "

"They ?" Xia Yue mumbled a few words, and in the next moment, she said in shock, "Empress, you still want to kill His Majesty?"

Mu Qianxue's cheeks twitched as her eyes turned as cold as steel. "Revenge for her parents, hatred for the demise of a country, how can I not avenge them!"

"No!" Xia Yue shook her head with all her might, "Her Majesty is very skilled. If you can't kill her, it will instead bring about a disaster that will kill you in advance. Empress, I beg of you, run. No matter what, there is still a chance of survival!"

Mu Qianxue broke free from her grasp and walked to the two-eared square bottle placed before the window of the palace. Inside, there was a light pink acacia flower with soft and light petals.

"Joyous" meaning "make up, happy family" beautiful meaning, also often symbolizes the love of husband and wife, the two sides are good.

Xiao Ruo Ao knew that she liked the Joyous Flower, so she planted this tree in the old King's Manor. After she ascended the throne, she ordered people to transplant all the trees into the palace, promising to share flowers and flowers with her every year until they slowly aged.

These acacia flowers had once been the witness of her love with Xiao Ruo Ao, but now they had become the greatest irony!

Mu Qianxue tightly held onto a Joyful Flower. By the time she let go of it, the Merry Flower that was previously as fine as a pink cloud had already become deformed.

If this enmity was not avenged, he swore he would not be a human!

"Xia Yue." Mu Qianxue's words made Xia Yue rejoice, as she thought that Mu Ru Yue had changed her mind. She hurriedly walked over and asked, "Do you need this servant to pack her things?"

Mu Qianxue shook her head slightly and said, "I remember that at New Year's Eve last year, there was still some fireworks in the Inner Palace, right?"

Xia Yue didn't understand how she was still in the mood to talk about fireworks, but she still replied truthfully, "Yes, there were ten boxes of fireworks sent from the previous year's Ministry of Internal Affairs. Eight boxes were used on New Year's Eve, and the rest were stored in the storeroom as instructed by the Empress, saying that they were ?" Xia Yue didn't finish her sentence, but it was enough for Mu Qianxue to recall what happened back then.

On New Year's Eve, when Xiao Ruo Ao decided to attack Yan Guo in the new year, Mu Qianxue ordered Xia Yue to put away the two boxes of fireworks. She said that she would release them when Xiao Ruo returns with victory, who knows ? In the end, the one Xiao Ruo Ao killed was Nan Zhao.

Mu Qianxue painfully closed her eyes. "Go get them all."

"Empress, what do you want fireworks for?" Although Xia Yue was pure and innocent and didn't have any schemes, she wasn't naive enough to think that Mu Qianxue had suddenly had a whim and wanted to release fireworks.

"Just go and get it. Go quickly." Under Mu Qianxue's urging, Xia Yue had no choice but to retrieve the fireworks. They filled two large chests, and inside each one was neatly arranged fireworks. Fortunately, Mu Qianxue found them troublesome at the time and didn't send them back to the Inner Palace.

Just as she took out the fireworks from the box, Mu Qianxue immediately frowned, "It's only been three or four months and there's still no rain. How did the mildew change so much?"

Xia Yue looked at the fireworks in her hands in astonishment. They were obviously new, how could they be moldy, and this thought had yet to change, when Mu Qianxue's worried voice sounded in her ears once again. "It's so moldy that it's turning black, I wonder if it can still be used?"