Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
"What? Is it not because I caused my father's death that my mother hates me and won't let me enter the ancestral hall?"
Night Star found it strange as Mo Xier lifted her head from his chest and tapped his forehead, "Fool, why don't you think about what kind of place the ancestral hall is? You are a member of the Night Family. Why wouldn't they let you pay respects to your ancestors? It must mean there is something amiss here."
"Something amiss?" Night Star couldn't think of a reason and felt confused.
"Yes." She lightly hummed, then said seriously, "On the first night when I barged in, I saw among the living tablets of your generation, there was a strange name called Jiaqing, but not yours. Think about it, besides one person named Jiaqing in the Heavenly Universe Kingdom, could there be a second?"
She calmly analyzed while observing Night Star's expression.
"I understand now. The Prime Minister has already told me about this. Back then, Old Madam gave birth to two children, one was me and the other was him. He was sent to the palace under the care of Consort Hua, but for some unknown reason, he ended up being swapped and placed beside the Empress Dowager."
Night Star still appeared indifferent, but Mo Xier knew this matter must be very important to him.
"No, I don't believe what she said. The truth must be different," Mo Xier gently reached out her finger to cover his slightly cold lips.
"Do you know? That night I ordered a lot of cilantro. You said every time you eat it, you feel unwell all over. Do you know what that is? In medicine, it's called an allergic reaction."
"Yes, you mentioned it before." His voice was calm as he patiently listened to her, still not understanding why she brought this up.
"I have also noticed this reaction in the Empress Dowager." Her voice was light yet revealed a shocking secret.
"What do you mean?" He was shocked and couldn't help but look at the woman in front of him.
"I suspect you are the son of the Empress Dowager. If I'm not mistaken, you should be the ruler of the Heavenly Universe Kingdom. The world should belong to you."
Mo Xier remained composed, her clear gaze showing no signs of disturbance, as if she had carefully thought through before saying this.
"How is that possible? I don't believe it!" Night Star shook his head in denial. Although he had ambitions to seize power, he would never boast about such a grand joke that he was born with royal blood; it simply seemed impossible.
"Maybe it's just a coincidence," Mo Xier said, observing his reaction. She knew it would be difficult to make him believe, so she could only comfort him softly.
"Mm." Night Star replied lightly, playing with her hair. "I'll have someone prepare hot water for you. You should go wash up."
"Prepare something for me to eat; I want a good meal," Mo Xier said, clinging to his arm in a spoiled manner, her delicate appearance making one unable to resist the urge to pinch her.
He playfully pinched her little nose and smiled, snapping his fingers. A person walked in from outside.
It was a young girl, still youthful and innocent-looking, with a pure and kind gaze. However, her eyes were slightly moist, glistening with tears as she spoke in a hoarse voice, "Miss, where have you been... I was so worried about you."
With that, she burst into tears.
Mo Xier was startled and hurried over to hug the little maid, feeling a surge of pity. "I'm sorry for making you worry, Xinrong. I'm fine."
The night was dark and starry, the sky deepening into blackness. Occasionally, a harsh crow's caw broke the silence. In Old Madam's room, the old woman who had been knocked down by Mo Xier earlier rushed in anxiously, saying, "Old Madam, it's bad news!"
"What is it? Why are you so flustered?" Old Madam asked impatiently, her eyes still closed.
"Miss, Miss... she ran away," Wang Mama said, her face showing fear.
"Is that so?" Old Madam opened her mouth slightly. "Just now I asked Little Bean Sprout to feed someone; who did she feed?"
"It was..." Wang Mama lowered her head in fright, hesitating. "It was Mother Zhao. Mother Zhao was knocked out by the Miss and tied up inside."
"Nonsense!" Old Madam glared at the people before her and scolded angrily. "You are all a bunch of useless fools!"
"Old Madam, I don't know why this happened either. Mother Zhao went inside to feed someone while I stood guard outside. When I turned around, the Miss knocked her out with one blow! It's all Mother Zhao's fault for not doing her job properly!" she deflected.
Her gaze flickered with uncertainty as she shifted all the blame onto Mother Zhao.
Heaven knows, it was her laziness that led her to call Mother Zhao inside. Now, Mother Zhao was beaten black and blue and locked up inside. It was said that her neck was even broken, and it seemed she posed no threat. Night Manor would not keep a useless person.
Since she had already started, she might as well continue.
Who would have thought that Old Madam would not pay her any mind at all? After a moment of silence, she asked, "Is there any news from the General's side?"
"Not yet. The General's residence is very quiet; no news has come out. However, I did hear that a doctor visited the residence today," Wang Mama said with a sly expression, speaking courteously.
"Alright, I understand. Keep observing the situation over there," Old Madam replied calmly before suddenly standing up and walking into the room.
Her figure gradually disappeared behind the screen. Wang Mama could not see what she was doing but remained frozen in place, unsure of what to do.
"You can go out now; even if she escapes, it doesn't matter."
Old Madam's voice was cold as she let out two strange chuckles. She thought to herself that Night Star already knew everything that needed to be known. She wasn't afraid of any leaks; it was just that the girl was quite bold to dare sneak into the ancestral hall. She would surely become a disaster in the future.
Thinking of her white hair and recalling the legends of the Heavenly Universe Kingdom, a deep fear surged within her. She could hardly imagine what the fall of the Heavenly Universe Kingdom would look like.
Every day this disaster remained was dangerous; sooner or later, it had to be eliminated. With that thought, Old Madam began to calculate again in her heart.
That night, Mo Xier slept particularly soundly. After eating and drinking to her fill and cleaning herself up, she felt unusually relaxed and comfortable.
Lying on the bed, she fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow. She slept through the night without even dreaming until dawn. However, she did not mention the bloodstained cloth to Night Star.
She didn't know how to explain it and didn’t understand how that cloth related to the whole situation. Why would someone put such a piece of white cloth there?
How could Old Madam have such a peculiar habit of collecting blood? If it weren't for the writing on it, then it must be about collecting blood. If both were true, who was the original owner of this blood?
Unless it was someone exceptionally important to Old Madam. When she was young, she had a similar habit—when her talents first blossomed and she was completely ignorant of everything—she would carefully cherish even the smallest kindness from others for fear it would vanish.
No one played with her; when a friend finally handed her a piece of preserved plum candy, she couldn't bear to eat it.
Carefully clenched in her fist, she tucked it into her pocket, reluctant to throw it away even after it had melted. When she got home, she wrapped it in paper and carefully stored it for a long time.
However, she thought, in this era, it must not be because of friends. If Old Madam were like her back then, it would certainly be because of a lover.
Could it have been left behind by Old General?
Mo Xier was startled and calculated Old Madam's age. But looking at Old Madam's appearance, she seemed much older, at least a decade older than her actual age.
Searching her memories carefully, she suddenly recalled that Night Star had once mentioned to her that although Old Madam married her father late, they had been childhood sweethearts since they were young.
Because of this, even though Old Madam had become an old woman who had never been married, her father still willingly went to marry her. With this thought, Mo Xier felt she had roughly confirmed her idea but still needed further verification.
But how could she verify it? Old General was already dead, and she couldn't pull the deceased Old General back from the underworld to ask him.
If only Old General were still alive. She felt a slight headache and was quite troubled. Lying in bed, she couldn't help but cover her head with the thick quilt to block out her chaotic thoughts.
At that moment, footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by Xinrong knocking gently before entering quietly. She lifted the curtain, and immediately a cascade of pearls fell onto a jade plate with a delicate sound.
As the beaded curtain swayed, Mo Xier opened her eyes and looked up to see Xinrong holding a basin of water for washing her face, with a white towel draped over her shoulder as she approached the bedside.
"Why are you here so early?" Mo Xier asked lazily, her voice still nasally, clearly indicating that she hadn't fully woken up.
Xinrong smiled and said obediently, "Miss, it's time to get up. The Emperor and Empress Dowager are here!"
"What?" She suspected she hadn't heard correctly and couldn't help but ask again.
"The Emperor and Empress Dowager have come to visit you. You can't sleep any longer; hurry up! They are waiting for you in the central hall."
Xinrong said with a hint of excitement in her tone.
"What’s going on?!" With a sudden movement, Mo Xier sat up in bed, instantly feeling more alert.
She couldn't make sense of it at all. Even if she had become the Empress Dowager's Adopted Daughter, she was still an insignificant character. Why would they go to such lengths to have the Empress Dowager and the Emperor come to visit her?
At that moment, her feelings were incredibly complex, tinged with a sense of heaviness.
Suddenly, she became diligent, quickly tidying herself up. She walked to the mirror and had Xinrong arrange her hair. After casually applying a light touch of makeup, she put on a clean outfit and headed to the hall.
In the hall, besides the Emperor and the Empress Dowager, there were also Night Star and Old Madam present.
The atmosphere felt strange; Mo Xier couldn't shake off her unease.
Li Ye sat in the main seat and noticed Mo Xier's arrival at first glance. A surge of warmth filled his heart; it had been so long since he last saw this girl. Almost instinctively, he asked, "Mo Xi'er, how are you?"
Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback. The Empress Dowager shot an extremely displeased glare at the Emperor beside her. She had originally not wanted to come, but the Emperor was anxious. Ever since he received news about this enchanting girl returning last night, he had been restless and couldn't wait to come out and see her.
She had refused, but the Emperor insisted on having Mo Xier brought into the palace under the pretext of caring for her health.
How could that be possible! It was simply a huge joke. How could she allow such a Demoness, who had bewitched her son's mind, to be close by?
If her son went to the Night Family to see this Demoness, who knew what kind of scandal might arise.
Comment 0 Comment Count