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Wu Qingyue bit her lips tightly, clenched her fists, and dug her nails deep into her palms. She used all her strength to force herself not to be soft-hearted.

"A-Li, I... Shi Yi and I have already made a lifelong vow, and my eyes can no longer tolerate anyone else, not even a tiny grain of sand. Therefore, in this life, I am destined to let you down."

Wu Qingyue said these words with difficulty, and every word was like a sharp knife, stabbing Xiao Muli's heart.

Xiao Muli stood there quietly. After listening to everything Wu Qingyue said, his face instantly became terribly gloomy, as if a storm was about to come.

The eyes that were once as bright as stars have now lost their luster, leaving only endless darkness and despair.

Suddenly, Xiao Muli turned around and plunged into the pouring rain without hesitation. The rain fell mercilessly on him, but he was completely unaware and just stumbled forward.

"umbrella--"

Seeing this, Wu Qingyue subconsciously wanted to shout out and ask Xiao Muli to bring an umbrella to avoid getting wet in the rain.

However, before she could finish her words, Xiao Muli had already disappeared into the vast rain and fog. Perhaps, he ran so fast not because he didn't hear Wu Qingyue's cry, but because he did it on purpose, just wanting to escape this heartbreaking place as quickly as possible.

In the days that followed, just as Wu Qingyue had predicted, Xiao Muli really didn't set foot in the side hall again. Wu Qingyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, facing Xiao Muli's passionate and deep feelings, she really didn't know how to deal with it.

At the same time, the rumors about the two of them gradually died down over time. People seemed to have forgotten this emotional entanglement in the corner of their memory and no longer mentioned it.

This rain lasted for seven days!

After seven days, the weather cleared up.

Lin Yinnan, who temporarily ascended the throne of "Lord of the Harem", wanted to emulate the former queen, so she decided to hold a grand flower-viewing event in the imperial garden.

Wu Qingyue was prominently listed among the invited guests. Originally, Wu Qingyue had no intention of attending the gathering, but Lin Yinnan had personally sent her a beautiful invitation. If she insisted on not attending, she would be accused of being ungrateful. With no other options, Wu Qingyue accepted the invitation.

When she entered the Imperial Garden, the scene before her was truly breathtaking: the flowers clashed in dazzling splendor, a sea of ​​blooms. People gathered in groups of three or five, some chatting and laughing, others pausing to admire the scenery. The atmosphere was joyful and harmonious. However, amidst this lively and peaceful atmosphere, Wu Qingyue stood alone, seemingly troubled and out of tune with the joy surrounding her.

At this moment, a slightly mocking voice suddenly reached Wu Qingyue's ears: "Hey, isn't this the Ninth Princess? Why are you willing to come out of your boudoir today?"

The person who spoke was Xiao Muli's "Shufei" Liu Qingqing. She was dressed in a gorgeous palace dress and walked towards Wu Qingyue gracefully with a contemptuous smile on her face.

Facing Liu Qingqing's provocation, Wu Qingyue showed no sign of weakness and immediately retorted, "Why? Could it be that this imperial garden is actually owned by your family? Why can't I, the princess, go out for a walk?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingqing's face darkened instantly, and anger surged within her. Just as she was about to retort, she heard a silver bell-like laughter: "Sister, please don't upset Aunt Jiuhuang."

Following the sound, I saw Lin Yinnan walking towards me, her figure graceful, like a blooming lotus.

Lin Yinnan was secretly pleased with herself, but on the surface, she pretended to be a peacemaker and said with a smile, "Coming here together to enjoy the flowers today is a very pleasant thing. Let's just talk about these beautiful flowers so that we don't let other trivial matters spoil the fun."

Hearing this, Liu Qingqing snorted heavily, expressing her dissatisfaction. But then, as if she had thought of something, she responded stiffly, "Well, since you've said so, I'll naturally follow your instructions."

Wu Qingyue, who was standing aside, had no interest in the open and secret struggles between the two of them and was too lazy to pay attention to them.

So she turned around gently, cast her gaze towards the scenery elsewhere in the distance, and concentrated on appreciating the unique scenery.

Everyone was quietly admiring the flowers, and time passed by minute by minute. At this moment, a colorful butterfly suddenly flew onto Wu Qingyue's shoulder. This scene happened to be seen by Liu Qingqing, who had been paying attention to Wu Qingyue.

Her eyes lit up, and she deliberately raised her voice in surprise, "Oh my! Look! This butterfly has landed on the Ninth Princess's shoulder! Could it be that this butterfly also thinks the Ninth Princess is as beautiful as a fairy, so it flew over here to get close to her?"

There was obviously something else behind Liu Qingqing's words. Her real intention was to secretly mock Wu Qingyue for being as good at seducing others as a fox.

However, facing Liu Qingqing's provocation and ridicule, Wu Qingyue simply sneered inwardly. She slowly raised her hand and gently released the butterfly. At the same time, she spoke in a calm, yet slightly sarcastic voice, "Butterflies always love to chase bright flowers. It simply landed on my shoulder by chance. How come some people's mouths have turned it into such an unbearable thing? Could it be that some people's hearts are even more filthy and muddy than the mire beneath this imperial garden?"

Liu Qingqing's face changed, and she was about to explode, but Lin Yinnan quickly held her back and said with a smile, "Aunt Jiuhuang, don't be angry. Sister Qing was just quick-witted."

Wu Qingyue was too lazy to pay attention to them and turned to leave.

At this moment, a group of palace maids, accompanied by a figure, slowly approached from a distance. It was Xiao Muli. Everyone hurriedly saluted. Xiao Muli's eyes swept across the crowd, finally landing on Wu Qingyue, and then quickly looked away.

"I heard that there was a flower-viewing banquet here, so I came here to join in the fun." Xiao Muli said.

Lin Yinnan was busy trying to please him, wanting to show off her ability to host a banquet. However, Xiao Muli seemed absent-minded, glancing at Wu Qingyue from time to time.

Seeing this, Liu Qingqing came up with an idea and said softly, "Your Majesty, the butterfly that Aunt Ninth Emperor just released is no ordinary butterfly. According to folklore, if a butterfly lands on a woman, she will definitely possess the power of charm."

Xiao Shiyi frowned slightly, looked at Liu Qingqing, then looked at Wu Qingyue who looked calm, and said: "Don't believe the rumors easily. I think the Ninth Aunt is dignified and decent."

Liu Qingqing suddenly didn't dare to say anything, and hated Wu Qingyue even more in her heart.