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Chapter Fifty-One
Mu Junqi's eyes were filled with a kind of dead silence as she stared unblinkingly at Mo Xiao Li. The string in her heart had completely snapped, and she forced back her tears, smiling, "Your Majesty, you are truly foolish."
Mo Xiao Li stood not far from her, and for a moment, he wanted to pull Mu Junqi tightly into his embrace. However, the words had already been spoken, and there was no possibility of taking them back. "Beg me, and perhaps I will spare you from being thrown onto another man's bed," he said coldly, staring intently at her, hoping to see compromise in her eyes.
But to his disappointment, he saw nothing in her eyes. Anger surged within him as Mu Junqi maintained her calm demeanor while turmoil raged inside. This was the man who once professed his love for her, yet now he wanted to give her to another man.
With a cold smile, she took a step forward. "I hope Your Majesty will not forget your promise when the time comes," she said before turning and walking silently toward the bedroom.
Mo Xiao Li stood in the hall, taking two steps toward the direction Mu Junqi had left, wanting to grasp her departing figure. Yet for some reason, he stopped, his hands clenched tightly, a fierce expression on his face. Finally, with an unfriendly look, he strode over to the group of men.
"Since the Empress is ready, I shall grant her to you."
The men were already pale with fear; this demand was more terrifying than asking for their lives. One bold man nearly prostrated himself on the ground but still managed to say, "Your Majesty, please think twice. The Empress is our National Mother of Western Yan; I am terrified."
Unexpectedly, Mo Xiao Li kicked that man aside with such force that he spat blood. The others dared not speak any further upon witnessing this.
"What are you hesitating for? Can't you hear what I said?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the men scrambled to their feet and hurried into the bedroom. At that moment, Mu Junqi sat calmly on the soft couch in the bedroom, showing no reaction as they entered.
Soon after, Mo Xiao Li walked in as well and coldly glanced at Mu Junqi. "Empress, are you satisfied with my arrangement?"
"If the Emperor can keep his promise, then I have no objections," she replied calmly, but no one knew the tension in her heart. She was merely pretending to be strong; at this moment, she was still gambling, hoping he would not do so.
"Since that's the case, the Empress should not mind if I observe here?" After saying this, he sat down on the round stool, looking at them coldly.
The few people trembled slightly and slowly walked towards Mu Junqi. As they got closer, the scent of those individuals filled her nostrils. She slowly closed her eyes because she could no longer maintain her composure to watch it all.
However, this scene appeared as anticipation in Mo Xiao Li's eyes. The anger in his gaze grew stronger, but the dignity of the emperor prevented him from losing face. Instead, he clenched his fists and watched those individuals.
At this moment, beads of sweat had already formed on Mu Junqi's forehead. Yet Mo Xiao Li remained silent; she did not want to lose this opportunity to escape.
One person boldly reached out to almost touch Mu Junqi's palace attire when Mo Xiao Li could no longer contain his inner fury. He could not imagine what it would be like for her to be touched by someone else. In that instant, he felt not anger but fear.
He feared that if he acted today, he would be the only one regretting it in the end. With that thought, he stepped in front of those individuals, angrily grabbing that person's wrist with such force that it made the person grunt in pain.
Hearing the sound, Mu Junqi finally opened her eyes and saw that scene. She felt relieved and then turned her gaze to Mo Xiao Li with a mocking look. "What does Your Majesty mean by this? Are you regretting it?"
Mo Xiao Li flung that person away and glared at Mu Junqi, shouting, "Someone come!"
Li Fusheng immediately walked in. He heard Mo Xiao Li say, "Take these people away!" After speaking, he gave Li Fusheng a meaningful glance. Li Fusheng understood the implication of that look; it meant to silence those individuals. He responded and took them out.
"Is this your decision? Did you not say that a ruler's words are unchangeable? Why do you still go back on your word?" A mocking voice followed.
Mo Xiao Li stepped forward and forcefully pulled her up, saying furiously, "I don't care what you think; as long as I am the emperor of Western Yan, you will always be the National Mother!"
Without hesitation, she kissed the lips that had angered her, and Mu Junqi clearly did not expect such a sudden action. He instinctively twisted his body to reject his forcefulness, but in his current state of fury, no amount of struggling made any difference.
The strong metallic taste of blood filled her mouth, combined with his scent in her nostrils, overwhelming her senses until she could no longer hold back her tears.
Mo Xiao Li finally stopped his actions. Since she entered the palace, he had rarely seen her cry, but he had to admit that every time he saw her tears, he found it hard to control himself.
Reflecting on what he had just done, he felt a pang of regret. He released his hold on her and walked over to sit on a nearby stool. "Mu Junqi, what am I supposed to do with you?" It sounded both helpless and pained.
Without his restraint, Mu Junqi collapsed onto the ground, tears streaming down her face without restraint, completely oblivious to Mo Xiao Li's earlier words.
In the vast palace, only Mu Junqi's sobs could be heard. Mo Xiao Li felt as if his heart was being twisted in knots, but he no longer knew how to comfort her. This was all because of him; was letting go truly the only option? Was there really no possibility for them anymore?
Every time he thought about this, it made it hard for him to breathe. This time, the feeling was even more intense. Finally, as if making a firm decision, he walked over to Mu Junqi and picked her up horizontally, gently placing her on the bed.
Mu Junqi stopped crying and looked up at him as if staring at an old enemy. Mo Xiao Li was taken aback; how long had it been since he had seen such clear hatred in her eyes? He let out a cold laugh; once again, he had made a mess of things.
"Today's events are all my fault, but if you behave, I will not harm you," he said coldly before turning to leave.
He dared not linger any longer for fear that he would lose control of his emotions and end up doing something he would regret for the rest of his life.
As Mu Junqi watched Mo Xiao Li walk away, she could no longer suppress the pain inside her. She realized that she could never escape this life again. In that moment, it seemed she understood many things: if she wanted the person she loved to be well, the only way was to stay quietly in the palace. No matter what obstacles lay ahead, she had to stand firm.
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