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Yun Qingyu nodded and began to speak, her gaze sharpening. "Yun Yiling invited me for a walk in the mountains and had Lu Mingzhan along with several noble youths put on a show. They deliberately let me overhear their mockery of Lu Mingzhan, thinking it would rekindle my old feelings for him."
A hint of disdain flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, filled with contempt for such childish tactics, her expression dripping with sarcasm.
The Emperor frowned at her words, silently criticizing the situation. His brow furrowed deeply, and a flicker of dissatisfaction crossed his gaze. Lu Mingzhan had already been sent back home; how could he still be so stubborn? When he used to ridicule Qingyu and look down on her, why didn’t he come up with such tricks then? It was infuriating, his eyes revealing his disgust for Lu Mingzhan.
Yun Qingyu's face showed a trace of annoyance as she continued, her brow slightly furrowed. "Seeing that I wasn't fooled, Yun Yiling arranged for those people to drive away poisonous snakes, trying to put me in danger. Meanwhile, both she and Lu Mingzhan wore Sachets today that repel snakes and insects."
Her gaze turned icy, like the cold winds of winter, filled with anger at such malicious actions, as if flames were burning in her eyes.
The Emperor's expression darkened further as he listened, his face becoming as gloomy as water, filled with fury that seemed ready to burst forth. "Such audacity! To lure poisonous snakes to attack Qingyu—who came up with such a vile idea?"
Noticing his reaction, Yun Qingyu appropriately feigned weakness, her brow slightly knitted and a hint of innocence in her eyes. "Father need not be angry; I don't know if there was an issue with Yun Yiling's Sachet. Those snakes chased after them relentlessly but ignored me entirely. Now that she has been frightened, it serves her right; she has learned a lesson this time and probably won't dare to act recklessly again."
The corners of her mouth lifted slightly in a mocking smile, sharp as a cold blade.
The Emperor fell silent for a moment, his brow tightly knit as if contemplating some significant decision. A complex expression flickered in his eyes before he slowly spoke. "Qingyu, you’ve also been quite frightened today; you should return and rest. I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter and give you an explanation."
Yun Qingyu nodded slightly and gently lowered her chin. "Thank you, Father; I take my leave."
With that, she turned and walked away with light yet determined steps, her skirt swaying gently with her movements as she departed steadily.
The Emperor sat back in his dragon throne, leaning slightly backward. He understood Yun Qingyu's character well; he knew she wouldn't fabricate such clumsy lies.
The matter of the Sachet could easily be verified by sending someone to investigate. He never expected that this seemingly gentle Sixth Daughter harbored such malice within.
He pondered silently, his brows furrowing tighter, a hint of confusion and anger flickering in his eyes. "Is she acting this way to defend Lu Mingzhan, or is she seeking justice for Tianyin? But Tianyin was demoted to Duke due to his own mistakes, which has nothing to do with Qingyu. Could it be that her discontent stems from my handling of the situation as her father? And then there was the incident during Wen Xingyun's birthday celebration when Qingyu was also attacked on the way; it seems likely that Yiling and Tianyin were involved in that as well."
As these thoughts crossed his mind, the Emperor's expression darkened further, like a stormy sky on the verge of unleashing its fury.
"Consort Duan, as Yiling's biological mother, actually has designs on Qingyu—this is utterly outrageous!"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. His rage burned fiercely in the court, enveloping the entire palace in a suffocating low pressure that made it hard to breathe. He suddenly waved his hand forcefully, as if trying to shake off his anger. "Summon the hidden Pavilion."
As his voice fell, it wasn't long before the three officials from the hidden Pavilion hurried out of the palace gates, their steps quick and their expressions serious.
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