CMWKSD -Chapter 239 His Heart Deserves Death!

Zhuo Mu left in a daze.

Why did this Jiu Yue never play by the rules?

He had nearly been slapped with the huge charge of “undermining harmony between two nations” by her and beaten on the spot.

In his haste to leave, he even forgot to take the chest of silver ingots with him.

Jiu Yue casually handed it to Shao Qing. “Save it as your future wife fund.”

Shao Qing looked at Jiu Yue.

That chest of silver ingots was a bit heavy to hold.

He reasonably suspected that the main reason Jiu Yue didn’t want the silver ingots was simply because she found them too heavy.

So, in Jiu Yue’s eyes, people who gave silver ingots were bad people.

People who gave silver notes were good people.

For example, Fengyuan Emperor, who would casually fling several thousand taels in banknotes at her.

Shao Qing hugged the chest of silver ingots happily.

He might not be able to carry a person weighing a hundred jin.

But if it were a hundred jin of silver, he could definitely walk as lightly as if flying.

Who would ever think silver was heavy?

Jiu Yue stood up, wondering which high-ranking minister was next door.

She had to properly publicize things to them.

Let them see how she was truly “wealth cannot corrupt, poverty cannot bend.”

And as for those remarks she’d made about how being emperor wasn’t such a good thing—she really had to chat properly with the important ministers about that.

It absolutely could not reach Fengyuan Emperor’s ears.

Otherwise, that old man would definitely twist her ear and make her stand as punishment.

And then—

Bang!

Jiu Yue kicked open the door of the private room next door with one foot. “Let me see which great lord it is—so stingy… Your Majesty?”

The moment Jiu Yue approached, the hidden guards at the door had already been waved away by Fengyuan Emperor.

Everyone had been waiting for Jiu Yue to knock politely or something of the sort.

Who would have thought she was so lawless by habit—She kicked the door straight open.

It gave them all quite a scare.

Fengyuan Emperor shot Jiu Yue an annoyed glance.

“Did that hand of yours grow there just to ignore knocking?”

Jiu Yue chuckled awkwardly.

She was finished.

She had always thought the room next door belonged to some senior minister.

But it turned out to be Fengyuan Emperor himself.

Then all those things she’d just said—would Fengyuan Emperor hold a grudge?

Fengyuan Emperor, however, didn’t really think much of it.

The world all says being emperor is good—supreme power, authority above all.

But only when one truly reaches this position does one know that what an emperor bears on his shoulders is the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of an entire nation.

What he carries is the life, death, food, clothing, shelter, and travel of all the people.

Jiu Yue was not wrong.

But one must act according to one’s position.

Since he was already emperor, could he really throw up his hands and quit just because Jiu Yue spoke a few blunt truths?

Or blame her for speaking them?

Jiu Yue had said even more rebellious things before.

He’d long since trained his heart to be strong.

He wasn’t about to get angry over such a small matter.

“Ying Yi, take him.”

Jiu Yue walked over on her own and sat down beside the Crown Prince.

And neither Fengyuan Emperor nor the Crown Prince seemed to think there was anything wrong with Jiu Yue sitting there.

Those who had just been worrying about Jiu Yue now felt they had overthought things.

They had assumed Fengyuan Emperor meant for Jiu Yue to be taken away.

But Jiu Yue had never believed Fengyuan Emperor would do that.

And Fengyuan Emperor had never even considered taking Jiu Yue.

They only saw Ying Yi and Yingyan’s men swiftly seize a military general standing at the very back.

Only then did everyone react.

The reason they had been able to so “perfectly” witness the entire scene between Zhuo Mu and Jiu Yue—was clearly intentional.

That exposed military general, when he had participated in this affair, already knew he was a discarded piece.

He offered no resistance at all as he was dragged away.

Only, before leaving, he cast a very obscure glance at Jiu Yue.

How was this princess so impervious to both soft and hard tactics?

There wasn’t even a weakness to exploit.

She could dodge every trap laid for her.

Wasn’t it said that this princess was stupid as a pig?

That she couldn’t even write properly?

How could someone like that be so clever?

Meanwhile, the others watched Fengyuan Emperor decisively deal with a military general, then looked at Jiu Yue’s calm, indifferent expression.

Their imaginations ran so wild they nearly flew into outer space.

Some even thought that today’s entire affair had been deliberately staged by Fengyuan Emperor and Jiu Yue.

All for the sake of Zhuo Mu’s chest of silver ingots.

They really had no idea how small-minded one had to be to think that way.

…

Fengyuan Emperor returned to the palace with his entourage.

To prevent others from discovering that he had left the palace incognito, he told Jiu Yue to go do whatever she was supposed to do.

The moment Jiu Yue stepped out of the restaurant, her expression sank sharply.

The playful, smiling look vanished without a trace.

Between her brows and eyes surged a bloodthirsty killing intent.

Shao Qing stood beside her with his eyes lowered, knowing that Zhuo Mu was about to be terribly unlucky.

The master just didn’t like to use her brain.

But when it concerned herself, her mind worked faster than anyone else’s.

The corners of Jiu Yue’s lips curled slightly.

She knew there were many people in the next room.

At first, she’d only thought it was some important minister.

After all, many old ministers traveled with great pomp these days.

So even if they heard her, she hadn’t cared.

She believed she had a clear conscience.

But she hadn’t expected it to be Fengyuan Emperor next door.

What she’d said were her heartfelt words.

But if Fengyuan Emperor hadn’t trusted her that much, those words, in other people’s eyes, could easily have become an attempt to cover something up.

In this era, there was no one who wasn’t moved by money and power.

Zhuo Mu didn’t just want to harm her.

He wanted her dead without even a burial.

It seemed she had been far too merciful.

Any random cat or dog dared to provoke her, to trip her up, to scheme against her.

Jiu Yue glanced at Shao Qing.

Shao Qing immediately pulled several sheets of paper from inside his robe.

“This is Zhuo Mu’s lodging location at the guest residence, information on his subordinates, his daily schedule, and his travel routes…”

After thinking for a moment, Shao Qing added, “Master, Zhuo Mu is staying at Da Qi’s guest residence, and among the people Northern Barbarians brought this time, quite a few are clearly highly skilled in martial arts. If you go alone…”

Jiu Yue lifted her foot and boarded the carriage.

She wasn’t going on a killing spree.

At the very least, she couldn’t carry out a massacre on Da Qi’s territory.

Fengyuan Emperor treated her quite well.

She’d consider it accumulating virtue for him.

They could settle things after leaving Da Qi.

But there was no way she was going to let the anger wait until another day.

She had to vent it first.

Anyone who dared trip her up and still expect to retreat unscathed—hadn’t even been born yet.

Jiu Yue smiled warmly at Shao Qing.

“Shao Qing, ah. Your master isn’t that bloodthirsty. I’m just going to have a chat with him. Just a chat.”

That smile—no matter how one looked at it, felt chilling to the bone.