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The moonlight is like water, quietly spilling into the spacious bedroom. In the center of the bedroom, on a huge dragon bed, Tuoba Gui is sitting, his brow furrowed.
His gaze pierces through the layers of curtains, staring at the moonlight outside the window, his mind filled with countless thoughts. For the past month, he has been continuously sending people to search for the whereabouts of that assassin, but has still found nothing.
He felt an inexplicable restlessness, as if something was right in front of him but he couldn't grasp it.
The door of the bedroom was gently pushed open, and Murong Yao walked in wearing a pink palace dress.
Her steps were light, like a drifting petal, with a hint of doubt and unease in her eyes. She knew that every move she made was under the Emperor's watchful eye.
"Minister's wives. Your Majesty, the Minister's wife is here to see you," Murong Yao said softly, her voice like the spring breeze, gentle and cool.
Tuoba Gui nodded slightly, indicating for her to stand up. His gaze swept over her figure, pausing at her head to inspect the hairpin in her hairstyle, checking for the presence of a jade hairpin. A hint of inquiry flashed in his eyes.
But Murong Yao had long been prepared for this, and she had already changed the appearance of the jade hairpin in this place.
"The emperor has started to suspect me," she felt a tightness in her heart, but still maintained a faint smile on her face. She knew she couldn't show any flaws.
"Your Majesty, where were you on the night a month ago when the assassin arrived?" Tuoba Gui's voice was calm, but it carried a hint of steel-like hardness.
Murong Yao's heart stirred slightly, and she lowered her eyelids lightly, hiding the panic in her eyes. She answered calmly, "The Minister's wives have been staying in the palace and have not gone out. Li Wan, the personal maid of the Minister's wives, and everyone in the palace can testify to this."
A hint of imperceptible disappointment flashed in Tuoba Gui's eyes, but he quickly concealed it. Suddenly, he laughed, with a hint of self-mockery in his laughter.
"Your Majesty, don't be nervous, I was just teasing you. You know that this assassin has been troubling me recently, keeping me awake night after night," he said, motioning for Murong Yao to come and sit down.
Murong Yao felt a sense of relief as she walked over and sat down next to Tuoba Gui. Although she knew the crisis was not completely over, at least she was safe for the time being.
At that moment, a eunuch entered carrying two bowls of silver ear and lotus seed sweet soup. He respectfully presented one bowl to Tuoba Gui and the other to Murong Yao.
"I specifically had someone prepare a bowl for the empress. Would the empress care to taste it together?" Tuoba Gui's voice carried a hint of tenderness.
Murong Yao With a slight smile, she took the bowl and gently blew on the rising steam. Her movements were elegant and delicate, like a refined porcelain doll.
"Thank you, Your Majesty," she murmured softly, then gently placed the spoon into her mouth.
Tuoba Gui watched her every move, a hint of complex emotions flashing in his eyes.
Suddenly, he felt that this woman seemed to become more and more difficult to figure out. The doubt in his heart did not dissipate because of Murong Yao's answer, but instead became even stronger.
Tuoba Gui's gaze suddenly became sharp, like a sharp sword, piercing straight towards Murong Yao.
His voice suddenly turned cold and hard: "Queen, do you really know nothing?"
Murong Yao's fingers trembled slightly, and the spoon almost slipped from her hand. She quickly steadied herself and forced herself to remain calm.
She gently put down the spoon, raised her head, and looked into Tuoba Gui's eyes.
"Your Majesty, the Minister's wives really don't know what you're talking about," her voice remained calm, but her heart was in turmoil.
Tuoba Gui looked deeply at her, his eyes filled with inquiry and doubt. He seemed to be searching for something, yet finding nothing. His gaze lingered on Murong Yao's face for a moment, then slowly moved away.
His heart was filled with conflict. He didn't want to believe that Murong Yao would betray him, but the facts forced him to doubt. He was struggling inside, not knowing whom to trust.
He suddenly stood up and walked to the window, gazing at the moonlight outside. His figure appeared somewhat lonely and desolate. His heart was filled with helplessness and weariness.
Murong Yao watched his back, feeling a mix of emotions. She knew that her and Master's identities must not be exposed, as the consequences would be unimaginable. She had to find a way to dispel the Emperor's suspicions, but she didn't know how to do it.
She stood up and walked gently behind Tuoba Gui. Her hand lightly rested on his shoulder, and her voice was soft and warm: "Your Majesty, Minister's wives know your doubts. But Minister's wives really don't know anything. Minister's wives are just an ordinary woman and cannot possibly know those things. Your Majesty, you must believe Minister's wives."
Tuoba Gui's body tensed slightly, and his heart was filled with struggle. He didn't know whom to believe, and his heart was filled with conflict. His hand slowly clenched into a fist, and his heart was filled with helplessness.
He suddenly turned around and looked into Murong Yao's eyes. His eyes were filled with deep love and struggle. His voice was low and hoarse: "Empress, do you really know nothing?"
Murong Yao's heart tightened. She knew this was her last chance. She had to make the Emperor believe her, or the consequences would be unimaginable. She looked deeply into Tuoba Gui's eyes, her own filled with tears.
"Your Majesty, Minister's wives truly don't know anything. She is just an ordinary woman and couldn't possibly be aware of those matters. Your Majesty, you must believe Minister's wives." Her voice carried deep pleading and despair.
Tuoba Gui looked deeply at her, his heart filled with conflict. He didn't know whom to believe, and his heart was full of struggle.
His hand slowly rested on Murong Yao's shoulder, his eyes filled with deep love and confusion.
Murong Yao's face gradually turned pale, her eyes trembled slightly, as if trying to stay awake. Her fingers gently grasped Tuoba Gui, her breathing became rapid and shallow.
"Your Majesty, the Minister's wives are feeling dizzy..." Murong Yao's voice was weak, her eyes showing a hint of struggle and helplessness.
Tuoba Gui felt a tightness in his heart, and he quickly picked up Murong Yao, carefully placing her on the dragon bed. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes as his fingers lingered on her arms and waist.
"Your Majesty, the Minister's wives are really tired and want to rest for a while..." Murong Yao's voice grew weaker and weaker, her eyelids gradually closing as she fell into a deep sleep.
Tuoba Gui's heart was beating a little fast, he knew the opportunity to find the truth was coming.
Slowly, he lifted Murong Yao's sleeve, carefully examining her arm. In the moonlight, her skin was as fair as snow, without any trace of injury.
He breathed a sigh of relief, but then immediately became tense again.
His gaze shifted to Murong Yao's waist.
Tuoba Gui's fingers gently roamed around Murong Yao's waist, his movements extremely gentle, afraid of waking her.
His heart was beating a little fast, knowing that this moment's actions would reveal all the truth.
He carefully undid Murong Yao's belt and gently lifted her clothes. The moonlight streamed through the curtains, casting Murong Yao's figure like a fairy. Her skin was fair as snow, smooth and delicate. Tuoba Gui's gaze lingered on her waist, his heart beating even more intensely.
Tuoba Gui's gaze carefully swept over Murong Yao's waist, but when he saw the flawless skin there, a sudden inexplicable sense of loss surged in his heart.
His fingers lingered at her waist for a moment, then slowly dropped. His heart was filled with complex emotions, and a hint of incredulity flashed in his eyes.
"Not a trace..." Tuoba Gui murmured, his voice filled with astonishment and confusion.
A thoughtful light flashed in his eyes, and his heart was filled with questions.
He slowly straightened Murong Yao's clothes and then stood up.
At this moment, his heart was filled with struggle, and he didn't know what to do.
Tuoba Gui turned and walked to the window, taking a deep breath. Turning back, he looked at Murong Yao still sleeping, and slowly walked to the bedside, sitting down gently.
"Your Majesty, I believe in you," his voice was low and firm, his eyes filled with deep love.
Tuoba Gui has already ruled out the possibility of Murong Yao being an assassin, but at this moment, he begins to undress her once again.
Murong Yao felt anxious and puzzled, thinking, "He has confirmed that I am not an assassin, so why doesn't he send me back to the palace instead of acting like this? It's truly despicable."
If she didn't know that Tuoba Gui was another soul of her Master, she almost wanted to slap the emperor unconscious.
Murong Yao's heart raced as she felt Tuoba Gui's fingers lightly wandering on her clothes again. A blush involuntarily appeared on her face, and her anxiety and unease intertwined in her heart.
Tuoba Gui's gestures became even gentler, and he once again untied Murong Yao's clothes and inner garments. This time, his gaze was even more focused and profound.
Murong Yao was filled with inner turmoil. She knew she couldn't let Tuoba Gui continue like this. Her eyes trembled slightly, and her breathing became rapid.
"Your Majesty, Minister's wives are really tired. Please let Minister's wives rest..." Murong Yao's voice revealed a pleading tone, while her eyes showed a helpless expression.
Tuoba Gui's finger paused at Murong Yao's waist, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes as he deeply looked at Murong Yao, as if hesitating about something.
In the end, he slowly straightened Murong Yao's clothes and then stood up.
"Alright, Your Majesty, you should rest first," Tuoba Gui said in a low voice, a hint of reluctance flashing in his eyes.
Murong Yao felt a lightness in her heart, knowing that she was temporarily safe.
A hint of gratitude flashed in her eyes as she responded softly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Tuoba Gui nodded and left the room. Meanwhile, Murong Yao tightly closed his eyes, the anxiety and unease in his heart still unresolved.
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