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If the remaining person is Mo Wang Qi Mo... this seems unreasonable. Everyone knows how much the Emperor despises this prince. If it weren't for his powerful uncle, who commands troops in battle, he would never have had a chance at such matters.
The Desolate King gradually began to showcase his military talents, just as the Yuan Cang Kingdom was in need of capable individuals. The Emperor, unable to change his desire to expand his territory, utilized this son to conquer and claim a significant amount of Territory for himself.
By the time he grew older and wanted to reclaim military power, he realized that this son, whom he had always ignored, had already developed strong wings and secured a position for himself in the court. When he wanted to move against him, he would have to weigh his own strength carefully.
So... after thinking it over, Su Peijiu still couldn't figure out which prince she would marry. Seeing Su Peijiu's gloomy face, a palace maid stepped forward: "Sister, there's no need to worry; things will work out when the time comes."
"Yes... things will work out when the time comes." But if the boat is broken, is there still hope of reaching the bridge? Perhaps it would sink amidst the storm.
She never expected that the storm would come so fiercely...
The maid who had delivered messages between her and her senior brother was found dead by the pool the next day. When pulled from the water, she bore multiple injuries, her body pale from being submerged, and her death was gruesome.
Su Peijiu was stunned upon receiving the news, but she knew she couldn't go to see her one last time. All eyes in the palace were on her; those piercing gazes left her paralyzed.
As she reached out to pour herself a glass of water, her trembling hand spilled it all over the table and floor. Just then, a voice outside called out like a duck being choked: "Second Sister, please come out; the Empress requests your presence."
Su Peijiu stared at the ripples in her cup before slowly placing it back on the table. She walked to the door and opened it.
The shrewd-looking eunuch spoke again: "Please, Second Sister."
Su Peijiu looked at him and said something that instantly changed his expression.
"The Emperor's invitation carries an implication of coercion; let Pei Jiu be wise and ignore it. The Empress's invitation during these extraordinary times cannot be accepted."
Everyone in the palace was astute; how could the eunuch not understand Su Peijiu's meaning? However, orders had come down that required him to ensure Su Peijiu attended. If he failed to accomplish this task, he would not have good days ahead.
"Second Sister, it's better not to defy her. If you don't go, it will be hard to explain."
Su Peijiu opened the door completely, stepping out and standing before the eunuch. She looked at the several burly maidservants behind him, a cold smile playing on her lips. "Is there anyone in this palace whose words carry more weight than the Emperor's?"
The eunuch immediately knelt on the ground. "Second Sister, please forgive me! Second Sister, please forgive me!"
"You can go back and tell the Empress that if she truly wants Pei Jiu to visit, she should ask the Emperor for a decree. Pei Jiu will naturally go to apologize." She stood there, her expression blank, watching the group of people kneeling on the ground, a fleeting shadow of darkness flashing in her eyes.
She never expected that before she even stepped into the royal family, the flames of the harem would already reach her...
The Emperor had yet to issue a decree specifying which prince it would be, leaving the concubines in the harem, including the Empress, unable to rest easy. The death of that maid was a warning given to her. But they had warned the wrong person; she was no longer the obedient Legitimate Daughter of the Prime Minister's Residence. If you bite Su Peijiu, she will make you wish you hadn't!
Yesterday, the only person who saw that maid enter her room was Peach Blossom. Whose maid was Peach Blossom? Coincidentally, she had seen Peach Blossom sneaking around with Consort Shu's personal maid behind the rockery.
Today’s sudden invitation from the Empress made Su Peijiu think of another possibility. The rumors outside suggested that whoever gains Pei Jiu gains power; Su Peijiu was now tightly connected with Linglong Spine.
The Emperor was already advanced in age but still refused to step down from the throne. Consort Shu's warning and the Empress's untimely invitation... all these made Su Peijiu think of an extremely disgusting idea: could it be that the old Emperor intended to keep her as part of his harem?
Consort Shu and the Empress were biological sisters. Her presence posed a danger to the Empress's throne, so did she send someone to eliminate that maid as a warning? But Ji Yu's people were not weak; how could ordinary palace guards kill someone from the Demon Palace?
There were skilled fighters on the Empress's side!
Fortunately, she didn't go today; otherwise, she feared she might not have returned alive!
All of this was merely speculation. It seemed she would have to personally check on that maid's corpse for clues. However, this palace was surrounded by countless eyes; how could she escape and find the maid's body?
Su Peijiu is not new to hating her own powerlessness. Although she has been reborn and possesses a heart for revenge, she is still far too weak.
After sending away the eunuch, Su Peijiu turned around and closed the door; now, she could only wait for her fate.
"Why not go to Empress?" A voice with an Elegant tone came from inside the room.
A dark glimmer flashed in Su Peijiu's eyes as she quickly walked in front of the man: "Desolate King, don't you know the reason?"
"Unfortunately, This King truly does not know."
Su Peijiu reached out to stroke the dragon pattern on the man's robe, her lips curling into a seductive smile: "Desolate King, how about we make a deal?"
"A deal? What kind of deal?" The man welcomed her into his embrace, enjoying the comfortable warmth. He never refused women.
Su Peijiu's expression stiffened for a moment before softening: "If Desolate King helps me this time, Pei Jiu will repay you with Soul Dance."
Qi Mo narrowed his peach blossom eyes dangerously and lifted her delicate chin with one hand: "Woman, This King does not hit women out of principle but out of sympathy... If you wear down This King's sympathy, how many hits do you think you can endure?"
Su Peijiu feigned regret: "I originally thought Desolate King would have some interest in that person, but it turns out that was false. It's a pity that person trusted you so much back then."
"What did you say?" Qi Mo suddenly tightened his grip, and Su Peijiu felt as if her chin might be crushed. He held her waist tightly, almost breaking it.
"That person was kind to Desolate King because she believed that Desolate King was not a ruthless person. So even after being heavily punished by her father, she resolutely refused to believe it was letting the tiger return to the mountain..."
"Desolate King would never have imagined what she had to endure alone after letting you go!"
Qi Mo held her waist and suddenly pushed her back until they collided with the wardrobe, stopping there. His voice was low and hoarse yet dangerous: "Do you think This King trusts you?"
Su Peijiu laughed mockingly: "You can choose not to believe me, but the fact that you once let someone down will not change even if I die."
Qi Mo found himself increasingly unable to see through the woman before him. She always forced him to lose his composure, yet each time she managed to find his fatal weakness, relentlessly targeting it, leaving him utterly defeated.
The girl from his memories was the most painful thing he had ever experienced in his life. Even though time had covered it up, at certain moments it felt like encountering damp weather in his joints—aching and dull, burying him deeper with every pang.
After a long time, Qi Mo finally found his voice. He heard himself ask, "What is your relationship with her?"
Su Peijiu half-opened her eyes, her expression blank: "An old acquaintance."
Qi Mo released his grip on her chin and placed his hand on her waist, tilting Demon's head to scrutinize the person in front of him: "The more I look at you, the more I feel you resemble her. It seems your relationship is more than just that of old acquaintances; just looking at you makes This King feel as if she has been reborn."
Su Peijiu felt her heart leap into her throat. Could Qi Mo be so astute as to guess that she was reborn? That was impossible!
"Desolate King is simply delusional. The simple truth that a person cannot come back to life does not need Pei Jiu to explain to you, right? And as for the propriety between men and women, please let go of me, my lord."
"You are right; a person cannot come back to life." He suddenly curled his lips into a wicked smile: "This King finds you pleasing to the eye; be This King's woman."
Su Peijiu gripped his hand tightly where it rested on her waist: "Madman!"
"Indeed, This King is a madman." He tightened his grip further: "You resemble her so much, reminding This King of her time and again. Why not stay by This King's side? Isn't that also your goal? To attract This King's attention using her? Congratulations, you have succeeded."
She looked into the eyes of the striking man before her and sensed a hint of madness within them. Her heart ached slightly, but she would never concede defeat.
"Are you being a bit too self-righteous? I just can't stand that you all are living well while she and her country have already disappeared from this world. What's wrong with reminding you? Can't it irritate you?"
"This King thought you only had a cold, expressionless face, but it turns out you have other expressions." His right hand moved up, sliding to her shoulder, and then with a forceful tug, her clothing was torn open, revealing her delicate collarbone, along with faint, almost invisible bite marks beside it.
"Qi Mo! If you dare to do anything else to me, I will make sure you pay for it!" Her beautiful eyes widened in anger, the flames of fury almost burning him.
Wasn't she just getting angry over Eldest Princess Qin Ge? How could this man now be taking liberties with her? Truly, all men are the same.
His fingertip rubbed against the bite mark as he whispered in her ear, "This mark seems to have faded quite a bit. Should This King deepen it for you?"
"Bastard!" Su Peijiu struggled violently but to no avail, resorting only to cursing at him. After hearing the man's low, seemingly disdainful laughter, she suddenly lunged forward and bit down on his shoulder.
As the ancients said, the first to act is strong; the one who acts later suffers. She couldn't fall into the same trap twice!
Qi Mo allowed her to bite without moving, his eyes swirling with dark clouds. If this woman in his arms really...
"How does it taste?" After a long time, when Su Peijiu's mouth was sore from biting, the man's voice rang in her ear, causing her to tremble involuntarily.
Su Peijiu released her bite: "The meat quality is extremely poor and hard to swallow."
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