Le charme d'une femme puissante se répand à travers le monde

Chapitre 133

"If Ye Cang and Han Xing are destroyed, just think about the state of the world." The helplessness in his tone deepened.

The state of the world? Isn't it just that Xiu Ruo, Tian Qing, and Long Yao are divided into three kingdoms? Uh, wait a minute, all three kingdoms seem to be related to me. I am not only the Drunken Moon Princess of Xiu Ruo Kingdom, but also the Xi Yue Princess of Tian Qing Kingdom, and now I am also the Empress of Long Yao Kingdom. My relationships are incredibly complicated.

"Will my father let me go?" Putting aside the fox issue, when Yao Yao and I appeared before him at the same time, he only saw me. Besides, this narcissist might not actually believe in any divine strategy or treasure, only in himself! As for King Tianqing, he had clearly made some kind of deal with Xi Lan. Remembering Xi Lan's words on our wedding day, "From now on, Wei Mian will never be harmed again," my heart ached again. But putting aside the fox and Tianqing issues for now, would Old Man Yun be so kind as to let me go?

"My brother-in-law is known for doting on his sister." There was a hint of mockery in the fox's peach blossom eyes. My face suddenly flushed. I remembered that a few days ago, before Yunfeng returned to Xiu Ruo, he had specially sought out the fox for a long talk for two hours. When the fox came out, she smiled at me with an exceptionally charming and gentle smile. She even personally saw Yunfeng off as he left the palace and the city. I knew that my dear brother Yunfeng must have said a lot of fatherly things.

However, none of these are the main points. The main point is that the fox would say this partly because his brother is in Xiu Ruo, and partly because he is confident that Old Man Yun will not be able to find the imperial tomb.

"By the way, big brother, what happened when you were poisoned?" Oh my god, I finally got to ask this question that's been stuck in my mind ever since I came here. It's so touching and heartwarming.

"Qianqian doesn't know?" the stinky fox feigned surprise.

"Huh? I used to be such a simple, innocent, and pure person, how could I ask such a complicated question?" I feigned innocence.

"And now?" he continued, somewhat amused.

"Now? Now, naturally, one possesses both wisdom and beauty, power and fame." I boasted shamelessly, then abruptly changed the subject, "Quickly tell me about my brother's poisoning. Who was responsible?"

As soon as I finished speaking, my heart started pounding wildly. Was it the fox? Judging from his expression when I asked that question, it couldn't be him. Old Man Yun? He had no motive for poisoning. Then who could it be? Some random passerby? I frowned and racked my brains for a long time, but I couldn't find a suspect.

"Qianqian has already avenged the person who poisoned her."

What?! I've already avenged my brother?! Oh my god! Looking back on my journey, I barely managed to get a scratch from that annoying effeminate man, and barely managed to discourage Mochizuki Zongning's ambitions. Aside from that, I don't think I've done anything particularly righteous. Those two seem completely unrelated, so I can intuitively rule them out. Then who could it be? Uh, right, Old Han's family? A bit too low-level. Could it be...? A slight jolt went through me. Could it be the Crown Prince's uncle?

I've always known that my uncle, the Crown Prince, is no simple man. He's held the position of Crown Prince for decades, and he seems to have a deep brotherly bond with Old Man Yun. If Old Man Yun weren't so cunning and treacherous, and incredibly lucky, how could he have achieved this? Old Man Yun's long-standing association with Xiu Ruo and Long Yao is something my uncle couldn't possibly be unaware of. If he wanted to secure his position as Crown Prince, it's certain he wouldn't allow Old Man Yun to have any outstanding or eye-catching achievements. If my uncle heard that Yun Feng had been appointed Prime Minister, he might have a motive and possibility to resort to underhanded tactics. Moreover, there's the mystery surrounding the descendants of the Fengshen Kingdom's royal family.

"Is it really my uncle, the Crown Prince?" I had mixed feelings.

Although the Lantern Festival family dinner is over, I still feel guilty. Back then, in pursuit of my own happiness, I strived to be with the fox, throwing my conscience to the wind without hesitation. Thinking about it now, I'm always afraid of how I acted. But if the poison in Yunfeng was truly the work of my uncle, the Crown Prince, then can I finally find some peace of mind?

I looked at the fox, and he looked at me too, his hands gently stroking my back. His peach blossom eyes were clear and bright, as dazzling as stars in the moonlight. I knew I had guessed right. I knew the fox understood all my thoughts.

Autumn is a beautiful time of year with clear skies and crisp air.

"Qianqian." A helpless voice.

I walked through the Imperial Garden, continuing to stride outwards while shouting, "What are you yelling about? If you don't want to come out of the palace with me, fine, I'll go by myself."

Heavens are furious! It's rare that that stinking fox doesn't have to attend court today! A day off every two weeks—what's wrong with getting some fresh air outside the palace? Being cooped up in the palace all day is so boring! I want liberation! I want a revolution! 555, Heaven have mercy, how unbearable are these six months of "idleness in the palace"!

"What does Qianqian want to do after leaving the palace?" The voice suddenly came close to my ear.

I twitched my lips, stopped immediately, then turned around, took his arm, and grinned at him, saying, "Using martial arts in front of me without my permission is a violation. For each violation, you get to grant me one request. Today's request is to accompany me out of the palace, hehe."

Ahem, speaking of this "using martial arts for personal gain" rule, it was a rule I finally established after suffering countless losses and finally snapping one day. 555, people without martial arts skills are very vulnerable at times, and resisting is simply a pipe dream. So if I don't take advantage of some people's confusion and infatuation to make some demands and set some rules, my remaining life will be miserable.

"Okay." His alluring eyes swept over me, and he said "okay" with a lewd expression.

I couldn't help but squint slightly, mimicking his gesture. How could the fox, who had been so reluctant to get out of bed and leave the palace, agree so readily? Oh well, as long as he agreed to leave the palace, that's good. I can get up early, wander around, eat and drink, and then go back to the Yun residence to see Cui'er. Uh, speaking of Cui'er, that girl's not honest. She's already gotten together with Yun Hui. Judging by the timing, it was probably around the time I rushed to Tianqing after being attacked by the Holy Blood Chrysanthemum. I guess she was being disciplined by the Yun family rules then, and little Hui was probably busy showering her with attention. Impure, so impure! These two are so impure! I originally wanted to transfer Cui'er to the palace, but I couldn't bring myself to separate them, so I had to give up. Finally, with the fox's tacit approval, I slipped out of the palace and delivered a generous gift as a wedding present for them.

Having successfully left the palace, the fox suggested we take a "secret visit" first. By the way, I've completely instilled the idea of a "secret visit" in the fox; he's now even more enthusiastic about it than I am.

After disembarking from the carriage at the entrance of Chang'an Street, the fox, with his bewitching face, swaggered forward, receiving stunned and amazed stares from passersby. Although he appeared very humble and reserved throughout, I could tell from his fox-like eyebrows that he was quite smug about being more popular than me.

"Why are you frowning so much, Qianqian? Are you hungry?" He turned to look at me, his eyes gentle, his expression concerned, and his voice full of heartache.

A chill ran down my spine, and I felt every hair on my body stand on end. I forced a smile and said dismissively, "Maybe."

"Shall we find a place to get something to eat?" He looked at me, his smile growing even warmer.

"So that's why you're suddenly so concerned about me. You're just hungry, huh." I glanced around at the surroundings, a gentle and serene smile appearing on my face. I took his hand and led him to the small noodle stall on the right, saying softly, "Let's eat here, big brother."

"Since Qianqian likes it, let's go here then." The fox's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly, and his peach blossom eyes glanced around casually, probably not finding anything more suitable. Then, seeing me looking at him so gently and speaking so gently, he finally nodded somewhat reluctantly.

I pulled the fox down to sit at an empty table. It was incredibly strange. I thought that a narcissist like the fox, with such noble birth, would never agree to eat and stay in a place like this. After all, even though we had gone on a private visit—which was actually just leaving the palace—we had always eaten and rested in the most luxurious places in Longzhou City. But after we sat down, everyone who was having breakfast stopped eating and turned to look at us. I couldn't help but sigh heavily in my heart: Ah, I still have some self-awareness; these ordinary people have definitely been bewitched by the fox again.

"What would you two like?" After a long while, the middle-aged man who was also the owner and waiter came over, rubbing his flour-covered hands. He had a dry cloth draped over his shoulder. Although he was asking the two men what they wanted, his eyes were fixed on the fox. By the way, I'm dressed as a man right now.

I glanced around, then looked at the fox, who had been the center of attention for a long time. Being stared at so openly by so many people, the fox's smile seemed to be faltering. I laughed inwardly, feeling great, and said gruffly to the middle-aged man, "Boss, a basket of steamed buns, please."

"Okay, coming right away." The middle-aged man glanced at the fox again, then chuckled and ran back to his flour stall. He took a steaming basket of buns from the steamer, placed it on our table, picked up the teapot and teacups, poured two cups of tea for us, and placed the teacups in front of the fox and me with his flour-covered hands.

I personally handed the chopsticks to the fox and said in a gentle voice that would make even myself shudder, "Brother, eat while it's hot. This is what it's like to travel incognito. Only by experiencing the lives of ordinary people firsthand can you understand their hardships."

I watched as the fox took the chopsticks, half-closing its eyes at me. I smiled even more broadly, saying, "Eat up, eat up, eat quickly," while picking up a bun with the chopsticks and about to put it in my mouth.

"This is Qianqian's first time treating, so I felt bad refusing." Fox picked up a bun with her chopsticks, smiled at me, and spoke with utter nonchalance.

My jaw nearly dropped to the floor, and I stammered, "Why...why should I treat? I don't have any money on me."

"It was Qianqian who wanted to go out of the palace for a stroll so early in the morning." The fox looked at me frankly, without the slightest bit of guilt or apprehension. He spoke as if it were the only way to do it. As a man, as someone's husband, how could he be so shameless?

"I really don't have any money on me. Please pay the bill today, brother. I'll treat you to something nice next time." I said with a forced smile, trying to flatter him.

"Sigh, I've never had the habit of carrying money." He suddenly sat down next to me and said softly, seemingly with great regret.

"Where's Ye Feng? Where are the guards?" I turned around and searched around us from left to right.

"When I left the palace, I told them not to follow me out today." After he finished speaking, he took a closer look at the bun he was holding with chopsticks, and reached out to put it in his mouth.

I quickly put the bun I was holding back into the cage, then snatched the fox's bun back with my chopsticks, carefully put it back in the cage, and only felt a little relieved after seeing that all the buns were still there.

"Big brother, let's not eat anymore, let's go." I nudged the fox under the table with my foot and suggested in a low voice.

"Qianqian just pulled me to sit down, and now she's leaving without eating anything. Doesn't that seem a bit inappropriate?" The fox's peach blossom eyes held smugness, calculation, and mockery.

That damned fox! So even though he agreed to leave the palace, he's still reluctant. And even though he's sitting here, he doesn't intend to eat anything! I knew it! That fox clearly wanted to stay in bed all morning and didn't want to leave the palace. I used a cheating tactic to get him to come with me, and suddenly he grinned lewdly and said okay. Did he plan this all along, trying to make fun of me and embarrass me? Good heavens, could he be pretending to have no money on him? After all, he's never left the palace without any money! I'm furious! You stinky fox, since you don't want to leave the palace and don't want to eat, and you won't admit it, now you're trying to use me to say it? Today I'll make you eat! Do you think I can't get a free meal with my intelligence?