“Princess Qingluo, send someone to drive Little Nine away!”
Old Lady Mu said with a cold and sullen face.
Qingluo slightly froze; she subconsciously looked at Mu Yi, somewhat hesitant. “Mother…”
“Don’t worry. Mu Yi will not cause trouble with you because this is my decision.”
Old Lady Mu stubbed her walking stick to the ground and turned to leave, not even glancing at Mu Yi again.
Mu Qingya went forward, holding Qingluo, and looked at Mu Yi helplessly. “Father, what should we do now? Grandmother doesn’t like Sister, and she can’t accept her. What if she falls sick from her anger?”
Mu Yi’s lips trembled. He then turned to Qing Luo with hope in his eyes.
“Qingluo, you are the princess, and my mother has always listened to you. Why don’t you persuade her again?”
When Old Lady Mu was around just now, he did not dare to ask Qingluo for that favor. After all, Old Lady Mu’s temper was so intense that she refused to back down.
Qingluo stiffened and lowered her gaze, a cold smile playing upon her lips.
Only that smile was well hidden and not seen by Mu Yi.
But…
She never thought that up until now, Mu Yi was still protecting Little Nine.
‘That girl is so rude. I don’t know what makes Mu Yi so fond of her!’
Qingluo looked up at Mu Yi. “You know your mother’s temper. I want Little Nine to be here, too, but Mother’s health is not very good these days. I do not want to make her angry. Mu Yi, do you want to let Little Nine stay? Even if it makes Mother sad?”
Her gaze was serious, and she looked at Mu Yi earnestly.
Mu Yi’s face sank as he looked up ahead.
Not far from there was the courtyard where the Ninth Emperor lived.
After a long time, he turned around and walked into his manor without saying a word.
He looked so depressed.
However, after he left, Princess Qingluo’s expression changed instantly. She stared coldly in the direction he went. A cold light flashed in her eyes.
‘Little Nine!
‘This b*stard should not have come back!’
“Mother…” Mu Qingya pursed her lips. “It looks like Father can’t let go of Little Nine.”
Princess Qingluo laughed. “Though he can’t, he must let go of her. Your grandmother doesn’t like her, so she can’t stay in this place.”
Mu Qingya did not say anything. She lowered her gaze, and the young man’s handsome face suddenly appeared in her mind again.
He was so beautiful that her heart pounded at the thought of it.
However, in that young man’s eyes, there was only Little Nine. No other woman could replace her in his heart.
Yet, to Mu Qingya, everything was possible on this mainland. Those who were strong enough could snatch everything from others.
Including men, too!
Mu Qingya took a deep breath and smiled elegantly. “Mother, I will go to see Father first. You must drive Little Nine out in these few days so Grandmother will not be angry anymore.”
After saying this, Mu Qingya walked toward the courtyard, and in the blink of an eye, she disappeared from Qingluo’s sight.
Imperial Palace…
An old man in a bright yellow robe was reading the documents inside the imperial study.
A group of eunuchs stood behind him, silent.
Just at this moment…
Someone rushed into the imperial study, and his voice was filled with anxiety.