Shocking! In this matriarchal society, every man wants to marry me!

Startled, Zhongtian immediately turned and left.

Le Xingxi was also a little flustered, but he quickly calmed down and instructed the little monk who came to deliver the message, "Take my token and go to the palace to find Consort Le immediately. Do not delay!"

The young monk, who was originally a servant of the Yue family, immediately understood and nodded: "Yes."

Watching the little monk leave, Le Xingxi followed Zhong Tian with unease.

Xia Muning was kneeling on the ground. The uneven ground made his ankles extremely uncomfortable, but what was even more uncomfortable was the woman's gaze on him.

The gaze held a mix of nostalgia and surprise, but such a scrutiny was extremely offensive. In the dim light of the night, he felt a little flustered, and his face flushed red from the woman's casual stare.

His Majesty stood before him, and Master Li held a lantern. In the dim light, Xia Muning's face looked remarkably like that of the young and deceased Consort Xia in the palace.

Xia Muning let him look her over, though she was very annoyed, she dared not cover herself.

Xia Muning felt bitter. He couldn't sleep because of his worries. As he tossed and turned in bed, the wet nurse who was taking care of the child rushed over and said that the child was crying incessantly and asked him to come and take a look.

Zhong Ping usually stays with Xia Muning. Today, Zhong Tian was coming over, so in order not to disturb Zhong Tian, ​​he asked Xia Muning to take the child away. However, the child was terrified and anxious after being separated from his father and kept crying.

Xia Muning hurriedly threw on his clothes and came out, not paying attention to the road, and bumped right into His Majesty. Xia Muning tried to dodge, but it was too late.

His Majesty was quite surprised.

She was simply tired from reading and asked where Zhongtian had gone. Master Li said that Zhongtian had gone to see her husband, who was also at Wudao Temple.

Her Majesty had a sudden thought: Wudao Temple wasn't far away; she could go and take a look. The Lexing Creek she longed for was located at Wudao Temple.

When she arrived at the temple, she didn't see the man she had met at the music hall, but instead bumped into him. She said that they were destined to be together.

Jiang Yuxiao's tone carried a hint of surprise: "Which family's young master are you?"

Knowing he couldn't escape, Xia Muning resigned himself to his fate and knelt on the ground, shouting, "Greetings, Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!"

Jiang Yuxiao's smile faded slightly.

She wasn't wearing anything that would signify her status today, and she didn't even bring any servants.

The man in front of her immediately recognized her identity, which meant that he already knew about it and had even seen him before Jiang Yuxiao was unaware of it.

Jiang Yuxiao wanted to ask something more, but suddenly, Zhong Tian rushed over in a hurry.

She not only came by herself, but also carried a baby in her arms. She knelt down with difficulty and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Zhongqing, what are you doing here?"

"Your Majesty, Xia Muning is my husband, and the woman in my arms is my daughter, Zhongping!"

Zhongtian grasped Xia Muning's hand beside him and looked at His Majesty, saying, "Muning acted rashly and offended Your Majesty. He deserves to die. Muning, apologize to Your Majesty!"

Looking at their clasped hands, Xia Muning's unease gradually subsided. He respectfully said, "Your subject, Xia Shi, greets Your Majesty."

Jiang Yuxiao's gaze shifted from Xia Muning's face to Zhong Tian's arms, and then to the chubby little baby.

The baby sensed someone staring at her and burst into a deafening scream.

"Is this your child?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Jiang Yuxiao looked at the harmonious family of three in front of her, and the smile on her face gradually turned cold: "Xia, raise your head."

Xia Muning's hand, gripping Zhong Tian's, veins bulging, looked up with a sense of humiliation.

Jiang Yuxiao looked at Xia Muning's face and wondered how there could be such similar people in the world.

"Do you know Mu An?" This is the name of Xia Guijun, who died young in the palace.

Xia Muning nodded, her eyes filled with tears; "Xia Muan is my brother."

The two brothers were named Mu Ning and Mu An, and their mother hoped that they would live peacefully and safely.

Jiang Yuxiao closed her eyes. No wonder, no wonder!

When she was deeply in love with Xia Mu'an, she mentioned that his maternal family had a younger brother who looked quite similar to him. He loved him so much that he once gifted him a gold hairpin.

I never expected that when I saw him again, he was already married and had children!

A deep regret flashed in her eyes. If someone so similar were kept in the palace, accompanying her day and night, it might alleviate the pain of longing.

"Xia, I heard you fell off the sedan chair. Are you feeling better?"

As an emperor, Your Majesty's concern for such a subject is rather ambiguous.

Zhongtian lowered her head, afraid of revealing the hatred in her eyes.

Since His Majesty had asked a question, Xia Muning could not refuse to answer. She glanced at Zhong Tian and slowly replied, "My husband injured his ankle, but it has healed considerably."

Jiang Yuxiao wanted to express her concern, but suddenly, a cool voice came from not far away.

"Your Majesty, did you come to Wudao Temple to see me?"

Le Xingxi stood not far away, his clothes were rather thin, and he looked rather frail in the cool autumn night breeze.

His eyes seemed to hold a mixture of confusion and anger, as if he didn't understand why His Majesty was talking to a strange man for so long. He seemed to have caught a chill and coughed softly twice.

When Jiang Yuxiao saw Le Xingxi like this, he felt a surge of heartache and pity. He immediately went to Le Xingxi and said, "The autumn night is cold. If you stay in the wind like this, you will feel uncomfortable again tomorrow."

"Your Majesty, have you come to see me?"

"Yes."

"Your Majesty, I do feel a bit dizzy! Please come back with me."

"it is good."

Jiang Yuxiao forgot about Zhong Tian and Xia Muning kneeling on the ground and went back with Le Xingxi, with Master Li following silently behind.

After His Majesty left, Nakata and Rakuhoshi stood up from the cold, hard ground.

Zhongtian clearly understood that the person His Majesty loved most was Yue Xingxi, and the moment he appeared, His Majesty's eyes were only on him.

The destructive power of a childhood sweetheart is far greater than that of a substitute for the beloved.

Xia Muning held Zhong Ping, who was exhausted from crying and about to fall asleep, with a sorrowful expression on her face.

This face, so similar to his brother's, once brought him glory, but now it chills him to the bone, puts him in a difficult situation, and leaves him in an awkward predicament.

Zhongtian touched Xia Muning's face and said softly, "Muning, you should go back now."

"Okay." Xia Muning nodded. What's done is done, and crying won't help. What he needs to do is solve the problem.

“I’m going to check on Le Xingxi. His Majesty took him away, and I’m worried about him.”

"it is good."

At this moment, Jiang Yuxiao and Le Xingxi were talking in the room. The door was ajar, but bursts of laughter could be heard coming from inside.

Le Xingxi has a deep relationship with His Majesty, so it would be easy for him to have a pleasant conversation with His Majesty if he wanted to.

Zhongtian listened for a while with his brows furrowed, and then saw Master Li standing outside.

She lowered her voice and questioned, "Master Li, do you remember what you promised me?"

Master Li's voice was also soft; she said in a low voice, "Your Majesty is a celestial being; how can we change Your Majesty's will?"

"What on earth do you want to do?"