Although the queen was puzzled, she took Mu Fengqie's words to heart. Since Mu Fengqie could help her regain her youth and beauty, she must have a way to help her keep the emperor's heart.
The queen carried the snacks made in the small kitchen and went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. After a tiring day, the emperor finally felt a bit better. He no longer vomited and had diarrhea like he did during the day.
Hearing the eunuch's announcement, the emperor showed an impatient look on his face. He lay in bed with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, not wanting to look at the old - fashioned queen.
There was a reason for their current state. The queen was too rigid. Whenever the emperor got in a good mood, the queen would always bring up other things and dampen his interest.
The queen saw the emperor lying in bed looking weak. Her heart ached. She took out her handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat off the emperor's forehead.
"Why did Your Majesty suddenly fall ill?" the queen said softly.
She knew the emperor was not asleep. The emperor opened his eyes when he realized he couldn't hide. But what he saw was not the old - looking face he had imagined. He stared blankly for a while before he recognized the queen.
"Your Majesty..."
The emperor looked at the queen in surprise. He never thought that the always - rigid queen was now wearing a shoulder - revealing gauze dress. A patch of snow - white skin was faintly visible on her chest, which made a warm current flow through his lower abdomen. He even had a physical reaction.
Seeing the emperor's reaction, the queen was secretly delighted. She also firmly remembered Mu Fengqie's words and didn't show too much enthusiasm for the emperor.
"These are the snacks I made for Your Majesty myself. Your Majesty, please have a taste. There is also a stewed bird's nest in my small kitchen. Your Majesty, eat it while it's hot."
The emperor didn't hear a single word the queen said. His mind was completely on the queen. He couldn't wait to press the queen on the bed and love her passionately.
"Your Majesty seems different today. It makes me recall the queen in her youth. Stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation tonight," the emperor said while sizing up the queen's beauty.
Concubine Rong was beautiful and Concubine Hui was charming, but neither of them was as charming as the queen. The emperor thought he could embrace a beauty tonight, but the queen poured cold water on his enthusiasm.
"Your Majesty's body has not fully recovered. You should rest in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. It's getting late. I won't disturb Your Majesty's rest. I'll take my leave."
After saying that, the queen ignored the emperor and quickly walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. She heaved a sigh of relief after leaving. She had almost failed to control herself and stayed.
In the next two days, the queen seemed to avoid the emperor inadvertently. The emperor visited the Palace of Gathered Elegance more and more often, and the queen's attitude towards Mu Fengqie also changed 180 degrees.
"Fengqie, when can I finally keep the emperor?" the queen pouted, looking regretful and dissatisfied.
Now the palaces of Concubine Rong and Concubine Hui were extremely desolate, while the usually quiet Palace of Gathered Elegance had been very lively in the past two days. If Mu Fengqie hadn't been by her side to remind her, she might have lost her self - control.
"Your Majesty, don't be impatient. As the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. What you can't get is always the best. If Your Majesty is too easy to get, the emperor might be snatched away by Concubine Rong and Concubine Hui again."
Men are all heartless. It's always like this in TV dramas. The more proactive a woman is, the more insolent a man will be. The more you ignore him, the more he will treasure you.
Mu Fengqie also became a popular figure in the palace in just a few days. The two most prominent women in the palace had both been won over by her. She also had the title of Princess Anning. The concubines in the harem kept visiting her Jianjia Hall, which gave Mu Fengqie a huge headache.
Jing Xinche and Yuan Yuhan captured Bei Moxue, but two days had passed and the Northern Dark Kingdom still hadn't sent anyone to negotiate. It seemed that the person they captured was not the seventh princess but just an ordinary general.
Although Bei Moxue was captured, she lived a comfortable life. Yuan Yuhan didn't treat her harshly at all. He just sealed her internal energy and allowed her to move around in the military camp.
However, Bei Moxue never gave up trying to escape. She was also silently looking for an opportunity to take revenge. She had figured out the situation in the military camp in just two days and could easily find Jing Xinche's tent.
She took a short knife and a bowl of cooked soup and quietly came to Jing Xinche's tent. Jing Xinche was taking a bath at the moment. Bei Moxue stared wide - eyed and hesitated whether to launch a sneak attack at this moment.
She was the noble seventh princess. If this indecent act was discovered, where would she put her face?
"Who?" Jing Xinche shouted.
While Bei Moxue was hesitating, her whereabouts were discovered by Jing Xinche, who was taking a bath. Jing Xinche used his light - body skill to fly out of the water and quickly put on his clothes.
Bei Moxue decided to go all out and rushed into the tent. But when she saw the person inside, she couldn't move. She seemed to be petrified on the spot.
The man in front of her was about eight feet tall. Because he was in a hurry, his clothes were not properly dressed. One could see the muscles and perfect lines on his abdomen. His handsome face was even more captivating.
She had seen many handsome men, but she had never seen a man as stunning as Jing Xinche. Who on earth was he?
"Seventh princess, you'd better give up those petty thoughts. With your mediocre skills, you're not capable of sneaking up on me," Jing Xinche just glanced at her from a distance.
Bei Moxue found it hard to associate this stunningly handsome face with the scar - faced man. The figure and the way of speaking of the man in front of her were exactly the same as the person who had captured her. She really couldn't figure out why he had disguised his face so horribly.
Her face blushed uncontrollably. She was so shy that she stammered, "Your... your face..."
Only then did Jing Xinche realize something was wrong. He reached out and touched his face. At this moment, his face was smooth and flawless, without the horrible scar.
"I believe the seventh princess is a tight - lipped person. If anyone other than the seventh princess knows about this, the seventh princess should be careful of her own throat!"
He showed no mercy. He took steps forward, narrowing his eyes. Bei Moxue couldn't help but shiver. She became even more curious about the man in front of her.
She blushed and ran back to her own tent. Jing Xinche's handsome face still lingered in her mind. She felt her heart skip a beat, and the corner of her mouth involuntarily turned up.
She, the seventh princess, had never failed to get what she wanted. No matter who this man was, she, Bei Moxue, must have him and become his woman!