The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils Chapter 25

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“Princess,” Yue Yao kneeled with both knees on the ground, lowering her head, not daring to raise her head and face Mo Qingli.

“Hmm?”

“This maid was useless, and was unable to capture the two perpetrators who put the princess’s room in such disarray, please punish this maid.” Yue Yao hit her head harshly against the floor, her heart filled with blame for her own incompetence; she couldn’t even solve such a simple affair like this, she really mislead the Princess’s trust for her. Although, these two people had simply disappeared, no matter how much they searched they would not appear.

“It’s fine, get up!” Mo Qingli had been blinded by her anger at the time, and relied on Yue Yao, who was merely a mortal. Even if it were someone at the level of a martial master or higher, they would still not be at the level of those two devils; if they really did actively impede Yue Yao’s attempts to find them, then she would definitely never find them.

Yue Yao was astonished at Mo Qingli’s new bearing. Before, wouldn’t she definitely punish them harshly? At the very least it would be one hundred whip lashes! How come she had been so easily let off this time?!

Mo Qingli, seeing Yue Yao still kneeling on the ground, couldn’t help but furrow her eyebrows, her thin lips opening as she asked, “Didn’t you just hear what I said?”

Do these mortals really want me to repeat everything I saw twice? It really is stupid. Seeing this familiar scene made Mo Qingli feel a sense of deja vu, She suddenly thought of that cold and indifferent man loathingly calling her stupid, then of those tittering, no-moraled men. Those people—how were they now?

Her previously undisturbed state of mind suddenly experienced inner turmoil, as she felt a sense of nostalgia washing over her.

Yue Yao slowly rose. At seeing her princess’s reflecting expression, she held in the words she wanted to speak.

Mo Qingli, seeing that Yue Yao wanted to say something, said: “Yue Yao, what is it? Don’t worry and just tell me.”

“Yes, it’s the Eldest Princess,” Yue Yao said, slowly raising her eyes. Only after she had confirmed that Mo Qingli’s expression hadn’t changed, did she continue. “This servant just spoke with several of your spies in the Eldest Princess’s employment. They say that early this morning the Eldest Princess entered the Imperial Palace, and hasn’t left even now!”

Just as Yue Yao finished speaking, an official palace maid appeared in the front gates of the residence. “An Imperial Edict has arrived, the Sixth Princess must obey the Imperial Decree!”

Mo Qingli and Yue Yao exchanged a mutual glance. Mo Qingli rose from her sitting position and kneeled on the floor, receiving the Imperial Edict.

“Passing the Empress’s words, she commands the Sixth Princess to enter the Imperial Palace!”

“This daughter, has received the decree.”

The palace maid arrogantly looked down at Mo Qingli, but didn’t look at her more than she had to. Inside her eyes the loathing she felt towards Mo Qingli was obvious. The way she saw it, even if Mo Qingli didn’t die she would still have to peel off a layer of her skin as repentance; to have the impertinence to blind the Eldest Princess, the dislike the maid felt wasn’t nearly hateful enough.

“Follow this servant then. The Empress and the Eldest Princess are both waiting for you in the Imperial Palace.”

There was not the slightest degree of respect in her tone.

Mo Qingli’s elegant almond-shaped eyes narrowed, her clothing billowing in the wind as if dancing. At feeling the cold energy emitting from Mo Qingli’s body, the palace maid couldn’t help but tremble, feeling as if in the next moment Mo Qingli would grind her into ten thousand small pieces. Her legs shook, until they ultimately collapsed onto the floor into a kneel.

Mo Qingli stared down at the kneeling and trembling palace maid below her, her thin lips opening and coldly spitting out words without even a trace of warmness. “Forever remember that I am a princess, but you, you are only a maid.”

She threw her sleeve down and left.

“Princess,” Yue Yao said with some worry. After all this was someone from the Imperial Palace, and furthermore someone that the Empress herself had chosen; if that maid decided to tell everything that happened to the Empress, then…

Mo Qingli knew what Yue Yao was thinking. She turned her head around, giving a faint smile, her voice light as she said, “You don’t have to worry.”

Those simple five words made Yue Yao feel an incomparable sense of calm. The current princess was really unsimilar to the one that Yue Yao had served before, more like a heaven-defying Empress than anything else. She resolved that as long as she stayed by Mo Qingli’s side, then even if her bones were crushed and ground into dust she would not stray from this path.