A Female King's Love Story

"Ran Er …" Ji Mingyuan worriedly called out to Qiao Qiao, his eyes still empty.

"This Emperor is fine. You may leave." Joe sighed slowly and waved his hand at Ji Mingyuan.

"But …" Ji Mingyuan wanted to say something, but he was stopped by Qiao Qiao's impatient expression. He sighed slowly and looked worriedly at Qiao still. Then, he took a light step forward and withdrew from Ning Yu Palace.

There was no one in Ning Yu Palace. Qiao Qiao continued to look around, he did not expect that the once tranquil and tranquil Ning Yu Palace would now have such a door.

What she could not understand was what Ning Xin meant by being cautious before she left.

"Xiyue." Joe called again.

"Your servant is here." Xiyue bowed at the entrance to the palace.

"Send someone to investigate if what Ning Xin said today is true." Joe continued to give orders.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Xiyue accepted his orders, then left.

Qiao Qiao still had a faint unease in his heart. If what Ning Xin said was true, then she had once separated him from her lover, then he should bear a grudge against her. Everything he had done today was only reasonable, but why did he tell her to be careful before he died? If what he said was false, then who was the one who forced him to make up a lie in order to sacrifice his own life?

Joe shook his head violently. She couldn't figure it out.

Right now, the palace had truly not calmed down and waves had arisen again. The matter of Grand Commandant Du's collusion with the Demon Palace had not been discovered, and now that it was the matter of the palace's traitor, it seemed that she was truly worried for both the inside and the outside.

"Ding …"

"Shh!" At the door, Yan Mo Chen looked coldly at the young eunuch who was about to spread the news. The young eunuch's body trembled in fright, and he quickly stopped talking and knelt down, not daring to make a sound.

Yan Mu turned his head to look at his master. He frowned slightly and then turned to look at the emperor who was concentrating on his task. It was obvious that the prince didn't want to disturb the emperor's contemplation.

Yan Mo Chen stood at the door of Ning Yu Palace, his gaze gradually becoming gentler. He looked at Qiao Ying'er's back, his broad and thick hands clenched into fists, but they slowly extended. No one could guess what the Regent was thinking.

"Let's go." Yan Mo Chen said in a low voice, his voice was so soft that Yan Mu almost could not believe that it came from the mouth of his own prince.

Just as Qiao Qiao was about to turn around and leave after pondering over her thoughts, she saw Yan Mo Chen slowing down his footsteps at the entrance of the palace. She suddenly had a face full of joy and shouted, "Yan Yan?!"

Yan Mo Chen's originally slow footsteps came to a halt. When he heard the shout, an undetectable smile appeared on his face. However, the gentle look on his face disappeared in the instant he turned around.

"The emperor's long illness has just started to heal. This king originally wanted to look at the emperor in the palace. Seeing that the emperor is fine, this king won't disturb the emperor." Even though Yan Mo Chen addressed the Emperor as "Your Majesty", his tone of voice was devoid of respect, disrespect and fearlessness. Instead, it carried a hint of arrogance and haughtiness.

"It's really hard for Yan Yan Yan to do this. I still remember having an emperor like him." Joe continued to pout, his voice full of complaint.

"Your majesty is joking. Your majesty is the monarch of the State of Qiao, and I am a subject. How could I not remember your majesty?" Yan Mo remained expressionless, a tinge of provocation appearing between his eyebrows.

"Haha." Qiao Qiao continued smiling and strolled over to Yan Mo Chen's side. "I really love you speaking to me like that."

"Your majesty respects himself." Yan Mo Chen retreated a little.

"I'm not a plague, so why are you so far away from me?" Joe, still reluctant, stepped forward again.

"Your majesty, you have already passed your age and are no longer a child. Now, you are the ruler of a nation. Be it facing upwards or downwards, I hope that Your Majesty will pay attention to your words and actions." Yan Mo Chen reminded him.

"Oh? Is Yan Yan Yan reminding me to take you in as my concubine when I grow up? " Qiao Qiao still kept on moving forward with evil intentions.

Yan Mo Chen felt a little helpless and did not say anything else. He knew that he and this woman did not make sense. If he said one sentence, she would have ten dishonest words waiting for him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Yan Yan is really handsome with 360 degrees and no blind spots." Qiao Qiao still had a complacent smile on the corner of her mouth. The two who were originally close to her suddenly pursed her red lips and moved forward once again.

Yan Mo Chen's body stiffened as he stared at the woman who was getting closer and closer to him. His tightly lipped, flawless face and eyes that seemed to be able to suck in a person's breath, he also could not move.

"Yan Yan is unwilling to push me away?" Qiao Qiao's bewitching voice came from beside Yan Mo Chen's ear.

Yan Mo Chen took a step back, pulling away from Qiao once again.

"Haha." Qiao Qiao still looked at Yan Mo Chen's panicking appearance and laughed out loud. She had never thought that Yan Mo Chen from the Ten Thousand Year Ice Mountain would also have such a panicky look.

Yan Mo Chen knew that he had almost lost his composure. He turned around and was slightly angered, but he was stopped by Qiao once again. "Yan Yan Yan, are you missing a woman?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Yan Mo Chen shouted from behind him.

"What nonsense are you spouting? If Yan Yan misses women, I can help you." Joe continued to smile evilly.

"I can't take it." Yan Mo Chen laughed coldly.

"When the time comes for Yan Yan Yan to suffer, come and find me at any time." Joe continued to chuckle.

Yan Mo Chen snorted as he flicked his sleeves and walked away.

Yan Mu was astonished to see his prince's face reddened from being teased by the emperor in a few sentences. He looked at Qiao Zhuang with a worshipful gaze. In this world, the only person who could treat his prince like this and remain safe and sound was probably the emperor himself.

"Yan Mu, you won't need to return to the Manor if you continue waiting."

Ahead of him, Yan Mo Chen's cold words had only made Yan Mu look away from Qiao yet he was still looking at him. His body trembled and he immediately dashed towards Yan Mo Chen.

Qiao Qiao looked at Yan Mo Chen's figure that left in a hurry, and unconsciously lifted her lips. No matter how hazy she was, once she saw Yan Mo Chen, she would disappear without a trace, and with a joyful look on her face, she walked towards the direction of the Palace. No matter how difficult it was tomorrow, sleeping well, and revitalizing her spirit was the key!