This was good; they had actually chased all the way to the Nan’an King. Everyone in the entire Crescent Moon Kingdom knew that the Nan’an King detested women and had always treated them as if they didn't exist.
Qing Yao had dared to grab the Nan’an King in public and not let go. It was a good thing she wasn’t beaten to death.
As a father, he was too embarrassed to seek an accounting from the Nan’an King. He could only blame his daughter for being so incorrigible. Fortunately, she was unharmed.
Mu Hen breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the edge of the bed. He waved his hand, signaling Mei Xin, who was standing in the bedchamber, to leave.
Mu Qing Yao knew this man had something to say to her. She looked at him motionlessly, waiting quietly.
Mei Xin left and waited in the corridor. Seeing that there was no one else in the bedchamber, Mu Hen reached out and stroked Mu Qing Yao’s head.
“Yao’er, stop doing those foolish things. If the Nan’an King had beaten you to death today, Father would have no way to hold him accountable. You chase after handsome men relentlessly whenever you see them. How can a young lady do such things?”
Chasing after handsome men relentlessly?
Mu Qing Yao blinked her eyes. This was indeed a bad habit. How could one chase relentlessly after handsome men?
This woman must have a bad reputation, perhaps a notorious one. So, the Nan’an King hitting her was her own fault. However, that man was truly ruthless.
One punch sent someone to the underworld. But for her, she should be grateful to him. If not for his punch, she might have already ended up in the netherworld.
Mu Qing Yao nodded, indicating that she understood, but remained silent.
The man, or rather, the Left Prime Minister Mu Hen, was clearly startled, or perhaps in disbelief. Yao’er had actually agreed.
Every time he brought this up before, she would cry and fuss incessantly. She hadn’t expected her to agree now. What was going on?
“Yao’er, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you speaking?”
Mu Qing Yao’s eyes were dark, but she could see that this man genuinely cared for her. Since she had decided to live here, she would naturally adapt to the environment. “I heard you, Father.”
It still felt unnatural. Mu Qing Yao rolled her eyes after speaking, then instinctively covered her mouth with her hand and yawned. This action clearly indicated that she was tired.
The middle-aged man did indeed stand up. “Yao’er, rest a while longer if you’re tired. Father is very happy that you agreed.”
The man left with great joy, as if he had found a treasure. It must have been that the previous Mu Qing Yao had caused him a lot of trouble, which was why he was so excited when she agreed!
As soon as the master left, Mei Xin walked in from outside and examined Mu Qing Yao from head to toe.
“Miss, you are truly different now. You actually agreed to Father. Before, whenever Father brought this up, you would cry and make a fuss, and Father would always compromise. I never expected you to agree to Father this time.”
Mu Qing Yao glanced at Mei Xin expressionlessly, her gaze carrying a faint, dark glint that was chilling.
The little maid immediately fell silent, lowering her head, not daring to say anything more, but inwardly she kept muttering, What’s wrong with Miss? She’s really different from before.
Could it be that the Nan’an King had damaged her brain?
Although she suspected it, she dared not ask further.
Mu Qing Yao said calmly, “Mei Xin, go and guard outside. Just say I’m tired and don’t want to see anyone.”
“Yes, Miss,” Mei Xin replied respectfully and slowly withdrew. Miss’s dignity was truly something that made people involuntarily respect her.
Although she had served Miss before, she had actually been quite disdainful of Miss’s behavior in her heart. Now that Miss was different, it made her respect her for no reason.
Mu Qing Yao waited until Mei Xin withdrew, then slowly turned to examine the bedchamber. It was luxuriously grand and exquisitely refined.
It seemed her previous self was also a master who knew how to enjoy herself. Mu Qing Yao furrowed her brow, crossed her legs in the center of the bed, and slowly closed her sharp eyes.
Her entire consciousness sank into contemplation, sensing the information of this body.
This was a world not recorded in history books: the Fengyun Continent.
The Fengyun Continent was home to seven nations, all of whom harbored ambitions. It was currently a time of unrest. Each nation possessed extraordinary strength, having accumulated it over years of careful cultivation, all for the eventual unification of the land.
If one did not devour others, they would inevitably be devoured. Everyone understood the principle that the strong reigned supreme and the defeated were outlaws.
Therefore, the apparent peace was merely a facade.
Among the seven nations, there were distinctions in strength. Currently leading were the Crescent Moon Kingdom, the Azure Luo Kingdom, and the Dan Feng Kingdom.
However, in reality, whether the other nations were truly weak or merely concealing their strength, only time would tell.
The Crescent Moon Kingdom, its new emperor had boldly reformed the trade system within two years of ascending the throne, elevating commerce to new heights. This also led to reforms in laws, military, and the entire court.
Regarding the emperor’s actions, from initial doubt to current affirmation, no one dared to underestimate the new emperor.
Although he was only twenty-three years old, the people of the Crescent Moon Kingdom knew of the new emperor’s wise and decisive methods. Even when he was Crown Prince, he had assisted the previous emperor in quelling the Cangzhou rebellion and had also managed the Yanjiang flood.
In the eyes of the world, the new emperor was a shrewd and formidable figure.
Legend had it that he was the youngest and most handsome emperor among the seven nations, and also the most powerful. The world called him Emperor Xian.
All seven nations were aware of this, and none dared to act rashly. They were all observing, all waiting for the optimal moment.
The emperor’s success was inseparable from two ministers: the Left Prime Minister Mu Hen and the Right Prime Minister Chu Fengyu. These two, one overseeing internal affairs and the other external, were the emperor’s right and left hands.
Mu Hen was precisely Mu Qing Yao’s father.
Mu Hen currently had two wives, the first and second consorts, and three daughters. The eldest daughter, Mu Qing Zhu, was born to the first consort.
The second daughter, Mu Qing Lian, was born to the second consort. The third daughter, Mu Qing Yao, which was the body she now inhabited, had been doted upon by her prime minister father since childhood due to the absence of a mother.
This had also cultivated Mu Qing Yao’s arrogant and overbearing personality, along with a peculiar habit.
Chasing after handsome men relentlessly whenever she saw them.
Mu Qing Yao’s mind conjured images of handsome men. Speaking of handsome men, some were so ugly they almost made her vomit. They were clearly monsters, yet they were considered handsome.
She couldn’t compliment the previous self’s aesthetic sense at all. It was truly quite low-class.
There was also a face in her mind that left a deep impression on her: thick, dark eyebrows drawn with ink, a face covered in white powder and a layer of rouge, and blood-red lips.
Her head was piled high with jewels and ornaments. At first glance, she truly resembled a brothel madam, exuding a strong scent of makeup.
Mu Qing Yao was startled. Who was this woman? Could it be the previous self? She couldn’t even see her original appearance clearly.
Mu Qing Yao exhaled as she thought, and then opened her eyes. She had now completely absorbed the previous self’s information and integrated it into her own mind.
Now, she was Mu Qing Yao. She, Su Chen, was dead.
Just as Mu Qing Yao was lost in thought, she suddenly heard voices from outside the door. A delicate and melodious voice rang out, “Mei Xin, has Third Sister not woken up yet?”