High-class Spring Joy

At this moment, the emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom opened his eyes, his gaze calmly fixed on Qinghe.

Ji Mo Wuming's gaze was sharp and indifferent. The girl who came into view... her appearance was unknown.

He had indeed killed too many people on the battlefield in his early years, and had accumulated too much bloodshed. According to the Living Buddha of Northern Xinjiang, too much killing would lead to karmic retribution.

He didn't believe in the concept of karma in his early years. Throughout history, which emperor who believed in such things has become famous for all time?

The vast majority of emperors, in fact, made mistakes, and many of them were terribly wrong, after they increasingly believed in these things in the latter half of their lives.

pity.

There's a saying he didn't believe before, and doesn't believe now: that man can't fight against fate.

But in Jimo Wuming's heart, fighting with others had little interest.

To fight against the heavens is a source of endless joy.

However, as time went on, some things became incomprehensible and inexplicable. According to the Living Buddha, it was because his karma was too great, so a portion of it was transferred to his descendants.

Newborn children are the most vulnerable and delicate; how can they bear such karma?

So basically, his children die shortly after birth, and even if they survive, they don't live past the age of three. To this day, he has only managed to save one child, Feisheng, by following the method taught by the Living Buddha.

On this point, Jimo Wuming had no choice but to believe this claim, because the Living Buddha's method had indeed saved his child, even though it was his only child.

Perhaps it was because he had too much blood on him, committed too many killings, and accumulated too much karma that affected a part of his mind, causing him to lose the ability to distinguish between people's appearances from a very young age. He could only roughly distinguish between men and women, and could not distinguish the differences between individuals at all.

For a long time, Jimo Wuming was used to identifying people in other ways, such as by their voices or by the smell on each person.

Ji Mo Wuming looked at the girl in front of him. In fact, to him, Qinghe's facial features were really just two eyes, a nose and a mouth. He really couldn't see any difference, nor could he distinguish any difference from others. In Ji Mo Wuming's eyes, all women in the world looked like this.

Traditional Chinese medicine doctors say this is called face blindness. It could be due to a pathological cause, but it is more likely to be due to a psychological cause. If it is a psychological cause, if there is a knot in one's heart, then even traditional Chinese medicine doctors cannot cure it no matter what methods they try.

Qinghe noticed that the emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom was looking at her, and she couldn't help but hold her breath, not daring to make a sound. This was mainly because she didn't know why the emperor had summoned her, so she dared not say or do anything more.

In such situations, one must be careful with one's words and actions.

This time, Qinghe dared not peek at the emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom in front of her. She lowered her head and cautiously stared at her toes, not daring to move. She braced herself and endured the emperor's gaze without saying a word.

At this moment, the emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom spoke up: "Standing so far away, are you trying to test my eyesight?!"

Upon hearing this, Qinghe felt her whole body stiffen. The implication was obvious, and Qinghe had no choice but to take a few steps forward, forcing herself to speak: "This humble woman dares not, for I am afraid that I will frighten His Majesty."

"Ha. You can't even come up with a more believable excuse. I'm not a three-year-old child."

Ji Mo Wuming's voice was languid, carrying a hint of drowsiness, and possessed a certain magnetic quality.

"You were so bold when you were spying on me just now, where has that boldness gone now? Could it be that I am some kind of monster that steals people's gall?"

Ji Mo Wuming's words carried a hint of ease and a touch of mockery, clearly a joke. But it was precisely this kind of person joking that made Qinghe feel even more terrified and uneasy.

An emperor whose hands are stained with blood and who has fought his way out of mountains of corpses is now joking with her so easily in front of her.

Not to mention the emperor who joked with her earlier today, who almost killed her!

The emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom was truly exhausted. He hadn't slept well for a while because he was searching for Fei Sheng, and these past two days he had become increasingly worried and anxious, barely closing his eyes at all.

So even the emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom, who had difficulty falling asleep and suffered from nightmares for many years, was now feeling a little sleepy.

Qinghe knew she had been caught spying again, and if she didn't explain herself in time and properly, the emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom might do something else.

Qinghe was spouting complete nonsense:

"Your Majesty, you flatter me. I have long admired Your Majesty and have heard many stories about the Northern Frontier Kingdom from traveling merchants and knowledgeable people. A large part of these stories are about Your Majesty, so I can't help but feel a little reverence for the legendary wise and mighty emperor. Now that I can see the person I admire in person, I am naturally curious and nervous. I only peeked at Your Majesty earlier out of curiosity, and I dare not approach you now because of awe."

Qinghe thought to herself, "Luckily, the emperors of the Northern Frontier Kingdom and the Song Kingdom are not together, otherwise I certainly wouldn't have been able to use this excuse twice in one night."

The emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom clearly didn't believe Qinghe's words, merely scoffing and not taking them seriously. He raised his hand towards Qinghe, moving his index and middle fingers:

"Come here. I don't have much patience. Otherwise, you'll face the consequences."

"Bear the consequences yourself"—these four words carried too much weight, and Qinghe was all too aware of what they might mean.

Qinghe didn't dare to speak, and quickly walked up to the steps in front of the Emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom: "Greetings, Your Majesty of the Northern Frontier Kingdom! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Ji Mo Wuming glanced at her briefly before closing his eyes again, appearing listless, but his voice remained steady: "I heard that my youngest son was also invited by you tonight?"

"Your Majesty, the young prince simply has something he wishes to say to me."

Qinghe confessed without hesitation. This kind of thing couldn't be hidden even if it was covered up, and besides, Qinghe didn't think there was anything to hide.

"Really? What did he say to you?"

Ji Mo Wuming's voice remained frivolous and casual, asking questions idly, as if he had summoned Qinghe for some important matter.

Qinghe recalled Feisheng's words again. She wouldn't say she blushed, but she felt a chill run down her spine and head: "Your Majesty, the young prince and I didn't say anything..."

Ji Mo Wuming opened his eyes at this moment, his gaze falling on Qing He's face in front of him. Although he couldn't see any difference between Qing He's features and others, at least from the tone of Qing He's reply and the changes in her expression, Ji Mo Wuming was certain that she must have said something.

"Enough, you don't need to say anything. I already know what that boy will say to you. You don't need to listen to him. He's just a child of a few years old. The reason I summoned you here today is to ask you, Fei Sheng said that what you want is gold, silver, treasures, and riches?"

The emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom got straight to the point, not asking what Qinghe wanted, but directly giving her the answer and options.

The option still gave Qinghe the chance to deny it.

Qinghe answered without hesitation: "Your Majesty, the young prince is extremely wise. What I want is indeed real gold and silver."

Upon hearing this, the Emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected Qinghe to admit and answer so directly, which was quite unexpected.

Ji Mo Wuming sat up with a flick of his sleeve, taking his seat on the chaise longue with an air of superiority. He began to scrutinize the girl in front of him carefully. Even after examining her repeatedly, Ji Mo Wuming could not distinguish Qinghe from the other girls based solely on their facial features.

"If you want real gold and silver, then so be it. It's just some money, and my Northern Frontier Kingdom has that much. Someone will deliver it to your residence tomorrow. But I'm a little curious."

The emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom was utterly unable to discern any special information from Qinghe's features, not because Qinghe's appearance was unremarkable, but because the emperor suffered from severe face blindness.

Immediately, the emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom turned his attention to Qinghe.

He looked down at Qinghe twice, then asked, "I heard from Feisheng that he was caught in a trap in that snow pit, and his clothes were already stained with blood and mud. You didn't know from the beginning that Feisheng was my son, nor did you know his identity. If you only wanted money, why did you save Feisheng? And how did you know that Feisheng could give you what you wanted?"

That's a good question.

Now, whenever Qinghe asks anyone, she only gives one answer: she likes gold and silver jewelry, real gold and silver, as long as she has the money.

嗏

The problem is that when Qinghe decided to go for Feisheng, she really didn't expect Feisheng to give her gold, silver and real money.

Qinghe couldn't think of any plausible explanation to fool the emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom. Since she couldn't rely on fabrication to convince him, she might as well tell the truth.

"Your Majesty, to be honest, I didn't know from the beginning that Fei Sheng was the little prince of the Northern Frontier Kingdom, and I didn't know that Fei Sheng was your son. When I first escaped from the snowdrift, I heard the little prince's cries as I walked. When I got closer, I found that it was an injured child, only five or six years old, but the wound on his leg was so deep and there was so much blood. I was very surprised that a five or six-year-old child could hold on until now."

Moreover, even if she didn't know at the time that the person she saved was the young prince of the Northern Frontier Kingdom, or that Fei Sheng might have some special identity, it was still a human life she had witnessed. Besides, it was just a five or six-year-old child; she had no reason not to save him.

After rescuing Fei Sheng, she discovered that this child was different from ordinary children. He always seemed prematurely aged, even though he was only five or six years old. He spoke with the maturity of a little adult. Later, upon noticing the prince's clothes, she realized that the fabric was extremely rare, and she knew that the child she had rescued must have come from a wealthy family. Perhaps his family held official positions, or perhaps they were merchants, but in any case, they must have been well-off; otherwise, they couldn't have raised such an outstanding and composed child.

Qinghe omitted some things she shouldn't have said, and selectively told everything she could: "But at that time, the young prince was very wary of me, thinking that no one would save him for no reason, including me. So I lied and said that I didn't save him for no reason, but hoped that the young prince would repay me. The young prince believed me a little. Later, he asked me what I wanted. I didn't think much of it. Naturally, I didn't expect a five or six-year-old child to repay me. Besides, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I also wanted to accumulate some good karma for myself. But since the young prince asked me that, I didn't lie to him this time. I told him the truth. What I really wanted was gold and silver. That's the whole story. If Your Majesty doesn't believe me, you can ask the young prince."

Ji Mo Wuming's expression didn't change much, and what his youngest son said was pretty much the same. As for some of the details, he didn't want to know, nor was he interested in knowing.

"Then this gold and silver treasure is rightfully yours. But how will you, a young lady, transport it back? Let me think about what reward I can give you to make things easier. But don't worry, before you leave Mohan City, I will not shortchange you on any reward. But now I need to trouble you to think of a way for me."

Upon hearing the words of the Emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom, Qinghe felt confident. She thought to herself that the Emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom was, after all, the ruler of a country. The person in front of her was the supreme ruler, whose status meant that he could crush countless people with a single step.

Although the emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom in front of her did not explicitly say what or how much he would reward her, at least with his status, he couldn't possibly give her a pittance, could he?

Qinghe thought about it and then remembered the second half of the Emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom's words: "I wonder if Your Majesty has anything else to do that I might be able to share your burdens with? If I could share Your Majesty's burdens, it would be my great fortune."

"It's not a difficult matter. I want you..."

The emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom paused to ponder.

But just then, the emperor of the Northern Frontier Kingdom died right there, which startled Qinghe.

What?!

What? What?

Qinghe wondered if she had misheard, or if she was dreaming.

isn't it?

She thought it was just Fei Sheng joking.

No!

She doesn't want to be empress at all!

Someone with a brain like her would be easily outmaneuvered and killed in the palace; she wouldn't last three days.

not to mention…

Qinghe wondered if the person standing outside the door was cold, and if his eyesight was still good.

Her eyesight has finally returned, and all this trouble for her must be exhausting.

Just as Qinghe was about to kneel down to beg for forgiveness, she heard Ji Mo Wuming continue:

"To be precise, what I desire is your fragrance. Do you have any ideas on how to achieve this?"