"Miss Dongfang," Sima Yan said with a heavy face, "I have something to ask."
"What's the matter?" Dongfang Yu hesitated for a moment before asking.
"Um, you showed up here. I wonder if the Nine Emperors... are here?" Sima Yan's eyes were bright, and there was still a little expectation.
If it were not for the Nine Emperors, the world would not have enjoyed peace for so many years. Tianfeng Kingdom would have been disturbed by those powerful sects long ago, making the people miserable.
Therefore, when the name of the Nine Emperors was mentioned, Sima Yan's eyes lit up.
Dongfang Yu's eyes were blank, and she blinked: "Oh, she's not here."
Jiu Di likes peace and quiet, and she will never let these people disturb her.
"That's it."
Sima Yan felt a little regretful, but did not continue to ask. He smiled and said, "I wonder if Miss Dongfang has time to visit my general's residence?"
"No," Dongfang Yu weighed the food in her hands. It was almost cold. "I have to go home first. Also, if Mu Yi wants to do something to me next time, don't stop him. Just let him do whatever he wants."
The corners of Sima Yan's mouth twitched, and he suddenly couldn't understand what Dongfang Yu was thinking.
However, Dongfang Yu ignored her and left.
She had to quickly take the pastries she bought back to the Nine Emperors.
…
Prince Consort's Mansion.
From a distance, Qing Luo saw Mu Yi coming back with an ugly face, followed by Mu Qingya, who also looked unhappy.
She hurriedly greeted her and asked, "Mu Yi, what happened? Why was my mother carried back?"
Mu Yi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but maybe because this matter involved Mu Xiaojiu, he endured it.
After seeing his appearance, Qingluo turned her eyes to Mu Qingya: "Qingya, tell me, what happened?"
A bitter smile hung on the corners of Mu Qingya's lips, and she gradually closed her eyes. After a while, she opened them.
"Mom, don't blame dad. It's not that he failed to protect his mother. It's because that maid belongs to Sister Xiaojiu after all."
Mu Xiaojiu...
Qingluo's heart trembled and she slowly closed her eyes.
It's her again!
This woman's soul is haunted by them!
What makes Qing Luo even more intolerable is that Mu Yi, such a filial person, even lost the ability to vent his anger on his own mother because of a maid named Mu Xiaojiu.
"Mom," Mu Qingya naturally knew what Qing Luo was thinking, and she said with a wry smile, "I really don't blame dad for this. Originally, dad wanted to avenge my grandmother, but... General Sima showed up, and he seemed to know that maid.
, so that’s why we saved that maid.”
Qing Luo clenched her fists tightly, with anger in her heart: "Then you have no reason to argue? Mother is unconscious, and you still let the culprit go? Mu Yi, no matter what Mu Xiaojiu does to me, I don't care
, but I don’t allow her to treat her mother like this! That’s the mother who gave birth to you and raised you.”
Her voice was trembling with grief.
Mu Qingya pursed her lips and lowered her eyes: "It's useless. Sima Yan would rather fight with father than protect the maid. Mother, you don't know Sima Yan's strength. How can father be his opponent?"
She raised her head, helplessness evident in her eyes.
Qing Luo looked at Mu Yi's wry smile, and her heart gradually sank.
"I will enter the palace later. I must report this matter to my father. This Sima Yan must not be allowed to dominate Tianfeng Kingdom. He is not worthy!"