It's a pity that she will never have that chance in this lifetime.
"Both of you be careful tonight. No more accidents are allowed. Do you hear me?" Lord Zheng came over and exhorted them uneasily. This time he didn't bring Lady Zheng with him. After returning last time, he had locked Lady Zheng up in the villa. If it weren't for the usefulness of her maternal family, he would have divorced that woman long ago.
"Yes, Father. We know," they replied obediently, but cursed him non - stop in their hearts.
Lord Zheng now dotes on his concubine and neglects his wife, which has led to their poor treatment in the mansion. But there's nothing they can do. They still have to rely on Lord Zheng's connections to find good husbands for themselves.
Once they find good families, they will never let their father off. Since he has made his choice, they won't be blamed for being ruthless then.
Lord Zheng didn't really want to come, but his eyelids kept twitching. He was worried that something might happen, so he came to exhort them. Seeing their obedient looks, Lord Zheng felt a bit more at ease.
"His Majesty the Emperor is coming—"
"The King of the Grassland is coming—"
"Long live the Emperor! Long live! Long live!" Everyone quickly knelt down after hearing the eunuch's announcement.
"All of you rise. Today is a welcoming banquet held by me for the King of the Grassland. Don't be constrained," Yuan Yuchuan said. "The King of the Grassland has come from afar. Just ask for whatever you need. I will surely try my best to satisfy you."
"Then I'd like to thank the Emperor of the Qin Dynasty." Try his best to satisfy? Hmph! What he wants, he will fight for himself.
Mu Xingrou looked at the burly figure of the King of the Grassland, rolled her eyes, as if thinking of something, and then hooked her lips into a smile.
The Emperor only brought her with him to this banquet, which made Mu Xingrou can't help but feel proud when looking at Mu Fengqie.
Mu Fengqie ignored Mu Xingrou's provocation. Instead, she frowned and looked across, because the King of the Grassland's gaze was really hard to ignore. It was too aggressive.
"Qie'er, don't look at him," Jing Xinche, of course, also noticed the King of the Grassland's gaze. He pulled Mu Fengqie into his arms and kissed her forehead, silently declaring his possessiveness.
Mu Fengqie listened to Jing Xinche's words and really stopped paying attention to him. She focused on eating the food on the table. A little maid brought her a glass of wine, and Mu Fengqie drank it without thinking.
"Wait a minute," Mu Fengqie directly stopped the maid who was about to leave.
"Your Highness," the little maid nervously tightened her grip on the tray in her hand, her fingers turning white.
"What kind of wine is this?"
"Back to Your Highness, this is the fruit wine in the palace," the little maid tried to calm herself down so that no one could see her abnormality.
"The taste is not bad. Bring some more for this palace," Mu Fengqie savored the taste just now. It was quite delicious.
"Yes."
The two sisters of the Zheng family who had been observing Mu Fengqie's movements from afar instantly breathed a sigh of relief. They were scared to death. They thought they had been discovered. Fortunately, it was okay. Soon, Mu Fengqie would be disgraced.
Just thinking about it made them excited.
"I'm a bit hot. I'll go out to get some fresh air," Mu Fengqie felt a bit hot on her body. She fanned the wind and thought it was because there were too many people here and the air was not circulating. She decided to go out for some fresh air.
"I'll go with you," Jing Xinche said and was about to stand up, but was stopped by Mu Fengqie.
"No need. I'll be back soon," Mu Fengqie said. After seeing Jing Xinche nod, she directly went out. Since everyone in the main hall was focused on the dance in the center of the hall, no one noticed Mu Fengqie's departure.
Of course, except for the King of the Grassland who had been looking at Mu Fengqie. He didn't follow her immediately. Instead, he drank some wine at the table before leaving.
After Mu Fengqie came out, she felt much better, but still a bit hot. She was going to sit in the pavilion in front for a while.
"Princess Tianlin," the King of the Grassland greeted.
"King of the Grassland," Mu Fengqie looked at the approaching person indifferently. She was not surprised by his appearance at all.
She had already sensed someone around just now, but she didn't expect it to be him.
"The King of the Grassland is not drinking in the main hall. What are you doing out here?" Mu Fengqie directly ignored the affection in the King of the Grassland's eyes and went straight to the pavilion.
"I'm just like Princess Tianlin. I'm out to get some fresh air," the King of the Grassland replied.
Mu Fengqie glanced at the King of the Grassland without saying a word, but the meaning in her eyes was obvious.
Who would believe such a childish excuse? The King of the Grassland understood the meaning in Mu Fengqie's eyes, but he didn't care. He just smiled.
"I heard that Princess Tianlin and Marquis Zhongning were once husband and wife?" There was curiosity in the King of the Grassland's eyes.
"What does the King of the Grassland want to ask?" Mu Fengqie looked at the King of the Grassland and asked.
"Nothing. I'm just curious. Since Princess Tianlin doesn't want to talk about it, I won't ask anymore," the King of the Grassland showed good sense of propriety, which was easy to make people like him. But Mu Fengqie didn't have the slightest bit of good impression of him.
Instead, she felt vigilant about the King of the Grassland's fawning behavior.
Suddenly, there was a noisy sound in the distance, and their conversation stopped.
"Your Majesty, don't be angry. Maybe this matter is not true," Mu Xingrou said, but there was a flash of excitement in her eyes. If what that maid said was true, then Mu Fengqie would surely be finished.
Although she didn't know who did this, she was still happy to see Mu Fengqie in trouble.
"Just based on that maid's one - sided words, Concubine Mu believed it. I have reason to suspect that you did this," Jing Xinche's face had been unpleasant since he came out. Now, hearing what Mu Xingrou said, his face became even uglier.
The air pressure around him dropped a lot.
"How could it be? This palace is also very worried about Fengqie." It was a pity that if she could hide the gloating in her eyes well, others might really believe her.
The two sisters of the Zheng family watched the group of people leaving in a grand manner and smiled. No matter how powerful Mu Fengqie was, she still fell into their hands.
A group of people followed the little maid to a side hall. There were sounds that made people blush and their hearts beat fast coming from inside. Some shy people had already blushed, but none of them left. They all stared eagerly at the closed door.
"Marquis Zhongning, should I order someone to break open this door, or will you go by yourself?" Yuan Yuchuan obviously gave Jing Xinche a choice, but Jing Xinche didn't seem worried at all.
"Your Majesty should handle this matter impartially. I also really want to know who is framing her in Qie'er's name," Jing Xinche said and glanced at everyone present.