Chapter 730: Chapter 730: Mu’er Has Changed!

Yang Shiqi’s gaze suddenly became misty.

That figure, really so captivating.

A seventeen-year-old girl, truly enchanting.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm down, calm down, and calm down again.

Over there, the person behind the screen felt someone coming from behind, and gracefully stood up, bowing and saluting: "This concubine... greets Your Majesty, long live the Emperor, long live, long long live!"

Her voice was light and soft, making one’s heart itch upon hearing it.

Yang Shiqi, after the initial bewilderment, immediately took a plate of incense from his bosom, quickly lit it, and placed it in the incense burner on the side.

The enchanting fragrance rose slowly; Yang Shiqi had already taken the antidote beforehand, so it was no problem for him.

He felt a bit conflicted inside, but as a spy, he had to follow orders, so he acted against his conscience.

At least he felt he was acting against his conscience.

As the incense gradually spread, the woman behind the screen inhaled a little and her consciousness fell into a haze. She looked at the approaching Yang Shiqi and gently whispered, "Sanlang... Sanlang, have you come back to take me away? Wuwu... I don’t want to enter the palace, don’t..."

The young girl sobbed softly; Yang Shiqi was slightly taken aback?

It turns out this Princess Consort Jing doesn’t actually want to be the Emperor’s woman?

According to His Highness, the fragrance can infinitely amplify a person’s inner desires. Most of those women were dreaming of rising to become a phoenix, so for those women, there was no need to feel too guilty.

But now, Yang Shiqi truly felt guilty.

Could it be a naive girl who only wants to spend her life with her beloved?

In doing this to her, am I being too inhumane?

Yang Shiqi hesitated, but the woman suddenly pounced on him, murmuring softly, "Sanlang, don’t go, Sanlang... wuwu..."

Yang Shiqi was held tightly by her, unable to release her grip; how strong is she? He looked embarrassed.

"Princess Consort Jing... don’t be like this..."

"Sanlang, don’t go!"

Yang Shiqi wanted to struggle, but found he couldn’t overpower a woman? He was honorably pushed down...

The next morning, at dawn, Yang Shiqi fled Jingshu Palace in embarrassment and returned to Changming Palace, swapping identities with Li Qingmu, panting heavily.

Li Qingmu had just escaped from his little wife, spent a passionate night with her, feeling invigorated, and looked at Yang Shiqi’s sickly appearance, frowning slightly: "What, feeling aggrieved?"

This remark sounded somewhat dissatisfied, but more teasing and mockery.

Yang Shiqi shook his head: "Your Majesty’s great kindness, I’m not aggrieved, just... aggrieving that Princess Consort Jing."

Aggrieved?

Since when did this person become so sentimental?

Li Qingmu asked blandly: "Did you give her the contraceptive medicine?"

Uh...

Yang Shiqi froze, his face filled with horror: "Subordinate... subordinate forgot..."

"..."

Li Qingmu looked at him speechlessly; if she gets pregnant, it will be troublesome.

"Your Majesty, that Princess Consort Jing is a pitiful person; she originally wanted to be with her beloved, but was sent to the palace instead..."

He said halfway and suddenly saw Li Qingmu looking at him coldly.

He instinctively shut his mouth.

"In this world, there are countless pitiful people. Are you going to sympathize with each one?"

Li Qingmu said coldly.

Yang Shiqi hung his head, silent.

"Actually, I know you’re not one to be overly dramatic; the reason you plead for her might be because you like her?"

"Your Majesty, this subordinate does not dare!"

"Not daring is one thing, but not wanting is another!"

"Your Majesty, this subordinate is guilty!"

Yang Shiqi felt dejected, knowing he made a mistake, and hastily knelt down on one knee to admit his fault.

Li Qingmu looked at him, helplessly saying, "Yang Shiqi, you must understand our goal: to control the Daliang Court, cleanse the government, and return to Dazhou! Everything we do is paving the way for this goal, so... even if there are things we don’t wish to do, they must be done!"

These words were spoken with great anguish, and Yang Shiqi silently lowered his head.

Suddenly, Li Qingmu said, "If she has fallen for you, taking her away isn’t out of the question."

Yang Shiqi looked up sharply, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes, but it quickly faded.

How could someone like Princess Consort Jing, an aristocratic lady, fall for a spy like himself? He lightly shook his head, bitterly saying, "Impossible, it’s impossible!"

"Life always needs some hope; it’s time for the morning court session!"

After speaking, Li Qingmu exited Changming Palace on his own.

...

Fengming Palace.

Rong Si didn’t attend the court session today to listen to the government proceedings.

She was reflecting on recent happenings, especially the group of officials removed recently, many of whom were her capable subordinates, and they were taken down by Li Qingmu.

Although there were subsequent arrangements, none were as high-ranking as their previous positions, which to her was a considerable loss.

"Yin Li, I’ve been contemplating something over these past few days; tell me, has Mu’er changed?"

Yin Li said, "Why does the Princess say so?"

"He has changed, become desirous of power. The last incident, although he didn’t say it outright, I could feel it; he has started to crave power. For everything else, he complies with me, but not when it comes to power!"

Rong Si slowly rose, walked to the window, looked at the landscape of lakes and rocks outside, and said, "He’s cultivating his own power. Does he think I don’t know? He’s gradually nurturing his people, eroding my power, and then seizing control himself!"

"Princess, please calm down; perhaps His Majesty isn’t this way? He’s just..."

"Just what? Yin Li, why do you also speak for him? Do you want to become the next Zhi Jin?"

"Thud—"

Zhi Jin knelt on the ground, filled with fear, "Princess, forgive me. This servant was not pleading on his behalf; I just feel that Princess and His Majesty are mother and son, and shouldn’t ruin the maternal bond over trifles! This servant is considering it for Your Highness!" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Rong Si stared at her, dead in the eyes, and seeing her sincerity, nodded.

"Indeed, you’re right; after all, we are mother and son and shouldn’t turn against each other over trifles! Ultimately, this kingdom will be his in the future, won’t it? If he truly wants power, I’ll give him some when the time comes!"

"The Princess is wise!"

Rong Si waved her hand gently, signaling her to leave.

As Yin Li left, a shadow suddenly appeared behind Rong Si. Rong Si slowly turned around, smiling, "I’ve embarrassed you, State Preceptor, always letting you see these unsightly matters."

You Su stroked his beard and laughed heartily, "No problem, no problem! I sensed the dissatisfaction in Princess’s heart, so I came to take a look. May I ask if Princess is dissatisfied with His Majesty?"

"Heh, it’s not much dissatisfaction, just that it’s uncomfortable seeing him desire power but in secret and stealthily so."

Rong Si slightly furrowed her brows, for this was her greatest concern.