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I was comfortably soaking in a hot bath at Yangxin Palace, having changed into a clean and tidy outfit.
While I was bathing, Murong Cang paced back and forth outside, making me feel uneasy. I couldn't relax at all, constantly worried that he might suddenly act like a rogue and burst in.
Later, when Murong Cang realized what I was thinking, he looked at me with disdain and said, "How could I, the ruler of all beauties, behave like a Village Rogue?"
"Is there any ambiguity in that statement?"
"Yes. First, you are not a beauty; second, I am not a rogue."
Considering that Murong Cang had thoughtfully prepared steaming ginger soup for me, I decided to let him have his moment of triumph in our debate.
As I sipped the ginger soup slowly, I vented my frustrations about the bastard who had pushed me into the water.
After ranting for quite a while, I noticed he wasn't actually listening to me. Instead, he was watching me intently with great interest and said leisurely, "So this is what you look like."
"Is there a problem with that?"
"Of course there is." With that, his wicked hand reached out to gently grasp the fabric of my shoulder, pretending to pull it down.
Caught off guard, I reacted instinctively. Without thinking, I splashed the ginger soup all over him and shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"
"I'm just identifying your shoulder to see if you really are Zou Xiaoyue." Murong Cang's face darkened as he growled menacingly, "You better watch yourself. If you dare to lay a hand on me again, I'll take your head. Without the Empress Dowager's face to back you up, how dare you be so arrogant?"
Who is really making a move on whom?
Hmph, a gentleman takes his revenge ten years later.
In my Shou Kang Palace, there are plenty of human skin masks.
I specially made a stack of human skin masks of the Empress Dowager, originally thinking they would come in handy someday. Little did I know, they would indeed prove to be quite useful.
I stealthily returned to Shou Kang Palace and, in the blink of an eye, transformed into the imposing and dignified Empress Dowager.
The first thing I did was storm into Yangxin Palace with a fierce demeanor and, in front of everyone, began to sternly educate my "child": "Imperial Son, you know very well what day it was yesterday. That palace maid beside me, no matter how beautiful or charming she may be, you should not have acted so recklessly. That child could not bear such humiliation and has already jumped into the well to end her life. To this day, we haven't even found her body."
Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in an uproar.
Looking at Murong Cang's face, it was as dark as if water could drip from it. Seeing him like this brought me immense satisfaction!
However, after such satisfaction often comes sorrow.
That night, Murong Cang once again donned his eunuch attire and swaggered into my quarters.
I earnestly and patiently advised him: "Imperial Son, you just married four wives. Instead of enjoying your time with them, you keep coming to see your mother. The people below will think you... are not capable."
He shot me a sidelong glance and coldly replied: "Zou Xiaoyue, do you feel particularly pleased with yourself for framing me? I came here to tell you something. Originally, I intended to help you find out who pushed you into this mess out of consideration for your life. However—"
He deliberately elongated his voice, teasingly, "Your performance has left me very dissatisfied. I have decided to disregard this matter. Take care of yourself and seek your own fortune."
I have always been a person of strong character, and with Murong Cang's arrogant demeanor of "You should beg me, and I'll protect you," I was even less inclined to give him what he wanted.
I straightened my back and said proudly, "I am the renowned Lady of a Thousand Faces in the martial world. How could I possibly fear a mere little assassin who only knows how to scheme in the shadows? I assure you, within three days, I will definitely find out who the murderer is."
In truth, I had no confidence at all, but I had to speak boldly to save face.
Murong Cang clearly had no faith in me, but before he left, he uttered a cryptic remark that was hard to decipher: "If you continue to doubt my abilities, I will let you personally experience just how capable I am..."
I mulled over his words three times and suddenly realized with a start, slamming my hand on the table in frustration: This guy actually just told me a dirty joke!
In the following three days, I sat alone by various lakes in the palace countless times, feeling utterly desolate.
Indeed, the tactic I employed was called luring the snake out of its hole.
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