Chapter Thirty-Three: Undercurrents Surge
Returning to Beifeng Mansion, unexpectedly, Mu Bei Chen directly sent her back to Liuli Pavilion!
"Princess!"
Qing Lian was extremely surprised and had mixed feelings of expectation and disappointment at Xia Tong's early return. As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Bei Wangye standing behind her with a gloomy face, and immediately closed his mouth, furrowed his brow, and bowed: "Your Majesty!"
"Alright! You go down first!" Mu Beichen waved his hand and said.
The tone was stiff, Qingli didn't know what had happened, but in her opinion, it must have something to do with the Second Prince, because the princess was clearly with him just now, and now she was being brought back by the King of Beihai with a dark face. Qingli looked at Xiaotong worriedly, turned around and left, closing the door behind her.
"Have you had a falling out with Liu Ying?" Looking at Mu Beichen sitting at the edge of the table, still with a sullen face and no intention of leaving, Xia Tong couldn't help but feel curious.
She stared blankly at him, with a puzzled expression on her face!
"It's so late and she hasn't returned to Liuliang Pavilion, she must have had a falling out with her!" Xiaotong repeated self-righteously.
"The imperial concubine bestowed upon me by the Emperor, can't I even stay here?" Mu Bei Chen's mouth curled up in a cold smile as he looked at her and asked.
"Ah!" Xia Tong's heart skipped a beat as she immediately recalled the previous night when Mu Bei Chen said he wanted to have children with her! She involuntarily took several steps back, her face pale as she looked at him: "You can't be wanting me to have kids for you again, are you?"
Murong dust smiled and looked at her who was so nervous, saying in a low voice: "The emperor said that it's no longer important whether you have children or not!"
"Oh!"
Not the best! Xia Tong immediately let out a sigh of relief in her heart: But why?
"It doesn't matter whether there's an ending or not, it's all the same!" Mu Beichen said slowly, as if he had seen through her thoughts: "You should also know that tonight, the cold and harsh North has always been eyeing the ever-spring South with envy. Tonight, that person must have received orders from the King of North to dare do such a thing! If he were to succeed, the price of the Emperor's promise would be too great, it would be half of the empire!" After a brief pause, "He has indeed made a good move, if he accepts then it's true, if he sees through it then it's false! Whether it's true or false depends on his one sentence! It's not difficult to advance or retreat!"
"Heh heh, Your Majesty didn't let him off lightly!" Xia Tong chuckled and couldn't help but think of Mu Bei Feng's disgruntled face.
"Hmm! The wind has always been silent and calm, with a playful yet respectful surface, but it's actually very clear in my mind. I've always been one step ahead!" Mu Beichen said, looking at Xia Tong, his dark eyes gleaming with a hint of brightness: "However, the subtlety of your thoughts, Your Highness, is truly astonishing to me!"
"Is the king teasing me or praising me! You knew you and the emperor had already thought of it, yet you still say such things about me!" Xia Tong looked at him with a hint of annoyance.
Two gazes met in mid-air, touched, and Xiaotong's face turned red as she lost her composure, lowering her head. Her heart was racing like a deer, "thumping" non-stop!
Mu Beichen also seemed unnatural, and he shifted his gaze as if to change the subject: "This is related to the war in the north, I'm afraid Lijing will reap the benefits of the fishermen!"
"Isn't Lǐ Guó in a harmonious marriage?" Xiǎo Tóng asked in surprise, immediately recalling that lonely and desolate figure. Could this deeply emotional person also have wolf-like ambitions? Who knows what kind of scene it would be if he went to the battlefield!
"What about your relatives?" Mu Beichen glanced at her and smiled: "That's just Lian Country making the first move, a sacrificial pawn!"
