Chu Yixuan's sharp eyes, like an eagle's, made Yan Xijun extremely uncomfortable. Her hands were clenched tightly on her sleeves, showing how tense she was, but inside, she was very curious - who was this woman in white in front of her? What was her relationship with him?

  Judging from Chu Yixuan's expression, their relationship should not be ordinary. Could it be that this woman is really the one he likes? Everything here was built by him for her, including this sea of flowers.

  In just a few short seconds, Yan Xijun thought of many things, and the conclusion she drew from this scene in front of her was that Chu Yixuan was hiding his true intentions.

  "You wretched woman, how did you end up here? Who told you about this place?" Chu Yixuan sized up Yan Xijun for a moment before asking coldly. Every time he saw her, his heart would burn with anger, and he couldn't forget what had happened that night. In his mind, she was just a shameless woman who knew no bounds.

  Yan Xijun also coldly retorted: "Your Majesty, please speak with some respect, there are no inferior people here."

  "How dare you, a lowly person, to be so presumptuous and defiant towards me? You're really asking for it!" Chu Yixuan shouted in anger.

  "......", Yan Xijun was directly speechless. Imperial power is like this, you will never be able to surpass it, so why waste your breath?

  "Hey, who are you? The emperor is asking you a question, why aren't you answering? Are you dumb?" Ling'er saw her master staring at the woman who suddenly appeared, and she unconsciously asked on his behalf.

  Yan Xijun lightly rolled her eyes at that arrogant maid, another ignorant maid, and didn't even bother to respond.

  "Hey, you woman..." Ling'er saw that Yan Xikun didn't respond, and suddenly felt embarrassed, just about to scold her again.

  "Ling'er!" Yang Qixue hastily stopped her own servant, she looked thoughtfully at Yan Xijun, although curious about her identity and background, but seeing the emperor's expression, it seemed that he knew this woman.

  "Yan Xijun, how did you end up here?" Chu Yixuan took a few steps forward, his eyes fixed on Yan Xijun. This woman was indeed a troublemaker, seemingly able to be found anywhere.

  Yan Xijun spoke truthfully: "I didn't intentionally come to find you, I just heard the sound of a zither in the Cold Palace and followed the sound without realizing it."

  Her words shocked both Yang Xue and Ling'er, for a woman who could call herself "qie" (concubine) must be one of the imperial consorts.

  The two of them couldn't help but look at her, Ling'er secretly worried that she had offended her earlier and didn't know how she would deal with her. However, looking at her relationship with the Emperor, it seemed rather subtle, could it be that she was an imperial concubine who wasn't in favor?

  Thinking of this, Ling'er felt at ease. The imperial concubines who were not favored also didn't dare to do anything to her, after all, she had a powerful backer.

  "Oh, found this place unintentionally?"

  "Yes!"

  "I ask you, what have you seen?"

  Yan Xijun's head flashed with many question marks, what did he mean by this? She glanced at the white-clothed woman behind him and saw that she was also curiously looking at herself. Seeing the woman, a sense of vigilance flashed through her mind. Seeing Chu Yixuan staring intently at her, she hastily replied: "I didn't see anything."

  "Very good, I'm very satisfied with your answer!" Chu Yixuan nodded in satisfaction, suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Yan Xijun's neck, "I've never believed in living people, only the dead will see nothing."

  "After falling into the underworld, don't blame me for being ruthless. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for knowing too many of my secrets!" Chu Yixuan said, his hand tightening with force, completely disregarding the other person's life which was about to be lost in his hands.

  For more than twenty years, he has killed many people and doesn't care about having one more life in his hands. As the supreme emperor who controls others' lives and deaths, it's not easy for him to decide who dies or lives.

  Yang Qixue thought to herself, if she didn't take action to save the little girl now, she would definitely die. Whether it was better to save her or not, saving her might make her grateful and devoted, but it could also create another enemy. Her eyes spun around in a circle, filled with calculations and schemes, unfortunately Chu Yixuan had his back turned to her and couldn't see this.

  Ling'er saw her master reveal this expression and knew that he had some plan in mind again.

  As expected, Yang Qixue suddenly stepped forward and pulled on Chu Yixuan's other arm, saying: "Your Majesty, please spare this younger sister, Xue'er doesn't want to sully this place."

  "She knew too many secrets, and she knew you."

  Yang Qixue pretended to be sorrowful and pitiful, saying: "Your Majesty, must everyone who has seen Xue'er die? If so, Xue'er would rather not live."

  Chu Yixuan saw her like that, and pitied: "Xue Er, you're thinking too much, I didn't mean it that way. It's just that this maid knows too many things, can't be kept."

  Yang Qixue took advantage of the situation and said: "Your Majesty, why don't you spare this sister? Snowy thinks that this sister doesn't seem like a gossiping person. Looking at how calm and gentle she is, Snowy feels that keeping her might be useful for Your Majesty in the future."

  Yang Qixue actually didn't have a good heart, she was willing to lend a hand to save her but not without a purpose, she would enter the harem in the future and become the empress, so she needed a few people to be her confidants, and she happened to take a fancy to the woman in front of her.

  Yan Xijun never thought that she would be schemed against by others again, now she doesn't have the heart to think about anything else, all she knows is that her life is already over.

  "But what about her...?"

  "Your Majesty!"

  "Alright, I'll spare her for Snow's sake." Chu Yixuan loosened his grip, and with a thud, Yan Xijun fell to the ground.

  Yang Qixue rushed over, squatted down and supported Yan Xijun who was panting desperately, pretending to be kind and asked: "Sister, how are you feeling now? Are you okay?"

  "I... you..." Yan Xijun was too busy gasping for air to answer Yang Qixue's question.

  Chu Yixuan interrupted and said: "If it weren't for Xue'er pleading for you, you would have gone to the underworld long ago. Don't you hurry up and thank Xue'er?"

  "Thank... thank you!" Yan Xijun gave Chu Yixuan a white eye, panting and thanking Yang Qiusuo, although she didn't know her identity, but she had helped herself out, so thanks were in order.