The daughter of the Marquis is too delicate, the abstinent prince pinches her waist and loves her

Chapter 187 The Purpose of Coming to Jura
At the Western Shu embassy, ​​the emperor treated Mu Xiyang with great hospitality because of his arrival.

Mu Xiyang is the eldest princess of the Western Shu Kingdom, a very important figure in the kingdom, unlike a young girl like Mu Jiyue.

The candlelight flickered as Mu Xiyang sat on the soft couch in the snow fox fur shop, crushing the secret letter between her fingers and kicking the guard who had reported it hard.

"Pfft..." The guard was kicked hard in the heart, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and forced himself to kneel on the ground.

"Useless! It's just investigating one person, and you can't even handle such a small matter? Did Ye Jingnian hide her in the ground?!" Mu Xiyang's beautiful eyes were filled with anger.

"Princess, the Crown Prince's residence has even dispatched war demons, which are ineffective against Gu worms. Your subordinate simply cannot get close to the Crown Prince's residence..."

"War Ghost?" Mu Xiyang narrowed her eyes slightly. She had heard that there was a kind of metaphysical forbidden technique in the Kingdom of Zhu Luo that could make people who had died but still had a complete physical body move around, retain their muscle memory from their previous life, and be immortal.

The royal family turned war gods who died on the battlefield into war ghosts, formed them into elite troops, and made them loyal to the royal family for generations.

"For that woman, they even deployed such weapons..." Mu Xiyang's breathing became rapid. She grabbed a glass cup from the table and threw it at the guard. "Get out! Get out of here!"

"Yes!"

As she spoke, a fierce glint appeared in the beauty's eyes. She gasped for breath, raised her hand to cover her mouth and coughed a few times, blood seeping from between her fingers.

"Sister Xi..." A clear and gentle voice came from behind. The young man, dressed in the uniform of a secret guard, walked quickly to Mu Xiyang and handed her a clean silk handkerchief.

Mu Xiyang took a silk handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and glanced at the gold phoenix embroidery on it. This was one of the batches made in her palace last month.

"Where did it come from?" Her voice lowered slightly. "Stolen from my room?"

The boy raised his handsome and lively face, his eyebrows and eyes gentle, his peach blossom eyes sparkling and lively, and the beauty mark at the corner of his eye added a touch of bewitching beauty.

He looked at Mu Xiyang with eyes full of admiration and said with a smile, "It's from when Sister Xi wiped away the blood last time. Yuheng has already cleaned it for you."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xiyang frowned in disgust, threw the handkerchief on the ground, raised her hand and slapped him hard, saying, "You dare let me use something I've used a second time?"

Yuheng's cheek was numb from the slap. He lowered his head, picked up the handkerchief from the ground, and said, "Sister Xi's blood isn't dirty..."

He clutched the handkerchief tightly in his palm, stained with the warm blood that had just seeped through it: "If Sister Xi doesn't like it, it's Yuheng's fault. Yuheng will not take it out again."

Having said that, he carefully tucked the bloodstained handkerchief into his sleeve, as if it were a precious treasure. He gently lifted her slender hand and used his sleeve to wipe away the remaining blood, his eyes filled with heartache and sadness. He said, "Sister Xi is angry again..."

“Those secret guards have been incompetent and have upset you, sister. I am willing to go to the Crown Prince’s residence for you.”

Mu Xiyang withdrew her hand, her clear eyes reflecting the firelight, making her emotions unreadable. She glanced at his face and said, "Take care of yourself. Don't forget what you do. It's not your turn to infiltrate the Crown Prince's residence."

Yuheng looked up at her, pulled down her sleeve to reveal the white bandage wrapped around her arm, and gave her a flattering look, saying, "Sister Xi, Yuheng's blood from today has been taken to Sister Hongling."

Hearing this, Mu Xiyang smiled with slight satisfaction, pinched his chin with her slender fingers, looked at the bloody handprint on his face where she had just slapped him, and casually raised an eyebrow, saying, "Does it hurt?"

Yuheng's eyes were filled with joy, the smell of blood mixed with her unique cold fragrance lingering in her nostrils.

He loved seeing his reflection in Mu Xiyang's eyes. His cheeks flushed slightly, and he said, flattered, "It doesn't hurt! As long as Sister Xi is happy, even if it means taking Yuheng's heart's blood, Yuheng would do it willingly."

Mu Xiyang's eyes drooped lazily as he said, "You're quite obedient."

“Yuheng’s life belongs to my sister, so naturally I will be loyal to her.” “Your injury has reminded me of the purpose of my visit to Zhu Luo.” Mu Xiyang withdrew her hand imperceptibly and turned her head toward the door, saying, “Hongling, help me arrange a meeting with the Duke of Bai.”

"Yes, princess."

The following day, at the Marquis of Zhenbei's residence.

The person on the couch frowned slightly, and a tear slid down their cheek.

Sheng Yunqing slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to wipe the moisture from the corner of his eyes, sighed softly, picked up the smoky blue jade hairpin on the table, and said, "Father, I dreamed of Hua'er."

“Hua’er…” Sheng Yuting’s voice was a little hoarse as he said, “Father misses Hua’er too. Has Hua’er… grown up?”

Sheng Jinhua, her lively and lovely younger sister, had already died in the Marquis's mansion nine years ago.

"No, he still looks like he's six years old, hopping around in the Marquis's mansion, playing hide-and-seek with me."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Yuting let out a wistful sigh: "Hua'er doesn't like growing up."

Sheng Yunqing forced a faint smile and nodded slightly: "Mm."

Dong Ning suddenly pushed open the door and said to Sheng Yunqing, "Miss, something terrible has happened. The Emperor has sent word from the palace that the Empress Dowager has suddenly suffered a hysterical attack, and the Emperor has summoned you to the palace."

Sheng Yunqing frowned slightly: "Didn't you see a doctor?"

Why did Ye Jinfeng specifically request to see her?
"What the father-in-law said was very mysterious, it seemed... to be related to Miss..."

Sheng Yunqing rolled her eyes and said, "I understand."

The Imperial Palace, Shou Kang Palace.

As soon as Sheng Yunqing stepped through the door, a chilling cold wafted over her. Outside, the sky was clear and blue, but inside the room, it was gloomy and dark. The candlelight flickered in the wind, and the flames had an eerie color.

The Empress Dowager's shadow was reflected on the exquisite embroidered screen, making strange and unusual movements, which startled Dong Ning, who was following behind Sheng Yunqing, and she unconsciously shrank back.

Sheng Yunqing raised his hand and patted Dong Ning's shoulder to comfort her, saying, "Wait for me outside."

As she finished speaking, she walked around the screen and saw the Empress Dowager curled up on the bed. The Empress Dowager was not as refined and tidy as usual. Her hair was disheveled and she looked a little crazy. She was trembling violently and tightly gripping the brocade quilt covering her.

Scattered on the ground were the beads she always liked to hold, and fragments of ceramic cups, as if they had been through something.

Two old women stood on either side of the bed, their faces full of worry.

Ye Jinfeng sat to one side, with a row of imperial physicians kneeling in front of him.

"Yunqing, the Empress Dowager seems to be thinking of you." Ye Jinfeng's voice was gloomy as he stared coldly at her.

Sheng Yunqing bowed respectfully to Ye Jinfeng and said, "Your Majesty, since that is the case, please allow me to treat the Empress Dowager."

As they were talking, the Empress Dowager suddenly looked up and saw Sheng Yunqing. Her pupils contracted sharply, as if she had seen something terrifying. Her trembling finger pointed at her: "You audacious vixen! How dare you come any closer!"