Chapter 2112: The Past Life 37
In this world, who dared to speak like that in front of the Ninth Emperor? Many powerful people in the world were scared of the Ninth Emperor, and they did not dare to say a word.
Only those who did not know the Ninth Emperor were not afraid of her.
“Shut up!” Dongfang Yu shouted coldly. “This is not a place for you to spill your guts.”
Qingluo sneered.
‘People said Little Nine’s servants have no manners. Now they are daring to shout at me, the kingdom’s princess.
‘Are they not afraid of death?’
However, Princess Qingluo did not say that out loud. She smiled. “Little Nine, I hope you know your place. Mu Yi is Qingya’s father, not yours. Qingya is talented and well-behaved, and Mu Yi loves her so much.”
She paused and continued, “So, what makes you think that Mu Yi will bring you back to his manor? What makes you think that he will break Qingya’s heart for you?”
The Ninth Emperor stroked her chins and looked at Princess Qingluo with a smirk.
Dongfang Yu and Tian Xuan never took action without the Ninth Emperor’s order. This had become their habit. Even though now the rage in their hearts almost surged out and their tightly clenched fists were trembling in anger, they still did not make any move.
Until…
A voice came from the pavilion with powerful wind, forcing Qingluo to take a few steps back.
“Ninth Emperor, who are these people?”
Princess Qingluo stabilized her body and turned to the side.
Her gaze fell upon a handsome young man.
His long silver hair was dazzling under the sunlight.
A silver vertical line between his eyebrows was demonic and seductive.
Even the older Princess Qingluo froze for a moment seeing such a handsome young man.
The young man hit her just now, but she had forgotten it.
After a long time, Mu Qingya’s words surfaced in her mind, bringing her back to her senses. Her face suddenly turned cold.
She had not forgotten that this young man had ill intentions toward Qingya.
Even if he were so good-looking, it would not change his fault of being greedy for power.
‘It’s such a pity… A handsome young man but with an impure heart…
‘My daughter must marry someone with a high position and power. Such a greedy young man is not worthy of being her husband.’
Perhaps, thinking of the grievances suffered by Mu Qingya, Princess Qingluo’s face sank slightly.
“Little Nine, this guy… Is your man?”
The Ninth Emperor froze and looked at Nan Changfeng blankly.
Nan Changfeng smiled and did not say anything. But on the side, Dongfang Yu and Tian Xuan all turned to him, glaring at him with eyes filled with alarm.
‘Is Nan Changfeng plotting against the Ninth Emperor? Otherwise, how could others see it at a glance?
‘And we almost believed him before!’
“It’s a pity…” Qingluo sneered, “You can only have such a man by your side!”
The Ninth Emperor frowned. A cold light flashed in her eyes as she slowly stood up and walked toward Princess Qingluo.
Anxiousness filled everyone’s heart; even the surrounding air gradually turned cold, making people shiver in fear.