He stared at Ye Shaohua’s face, trying to detect any sign of unusual emotion.
However, there was nothing.
No anger, no grievance, not even fear.
Yuwen Zhe, who had studied politics for nearly half his life, was at a loss when it came to this woman.
"Yuwen..." Ye Shaohua put down her book, and it seemed that after much thought, she finally remembered Yuwen Zhe’s name, then she looked towards him with indifference, "Yuwen Zhe, what makes you think you can threaten me?"
For the first time, there was an expression on her face, but it wasn’t any that Yuwen Zhe had anticipated.
It was casual... mockery.
Even in such a predicament, she was still so detestable, Yuwen Zhe thought bitterly.
However, when he attempted to teach Ye Shaohua a lesson, he found himself immobilized.
When had this... begun? Yuwen Zhe’s eyes widened as he looked at Ye Shaohua, who seemed perfectly at ease, and her indifferent expression.
A sense of powerlessness finally took hold of him.
It was as if you were prepared to fight her to the death, but she regarded you as nothing more than a clown.
She simply didn’t take you seriously at all.
With abilities like Ye Shaohua’s, how could Qu Huashang compete with her?
At that thought, Yuwen Zhe spoke bluntly, "The decree to make Miss Qu the empress was the courtiers’ will, completely unrelated to her personally. You’ve ended up in your current state because the Ye Family has committed too many sins; what’s the use in taking it out on her? It’s not her fault that King Rui dislikes you."
At these words, Ye Shaohua sneered.
The people of the Yuwen family really think she is so easy to bully, that her mind is so simple.
They think she is bullying Qu Huashang out of jealousy.
"It’s useless, so are you able to convince Yuwen Jing to let me leave the Palace?" Ye Shaohua got up from the bed.
Hearing her say this, Yuwen Zhe’s heart skipped a beat—could she have learned something that made her want to leave the Palace? It was impossible; only he and the emperor were privy to the details of their plans. With Ye Shaohua’s intelligence, there was no way she could guess what they were plotting.
Yuwen Zhe refused to believe that Ye Shaohua could ever guess their specific plan was to target the General Residence, so he gradually steadied his nerves.
However, without giving him another glance, Ye Shaohua called for Frost Moon, who threw him onto a lawn outside the Cold Palace.
Frost Moon hesitated for a moment, but Ye Shaohua extinguished the candlelight and chuckled softly, "Don’t worry, there’s no one within a hundred meters."
Frost Moon didn’t know Ye Shaohua could be so bold. Although she was afraid, she didn’t question Ye Shaohua’s directive. She had trained with Ye Shaohua since she was young, developing formidable strength, and carrying Yuwen Zhe didn’t hinder her movements at all.
Luckily, the Cold Palace was remote. As Frost Moon carried Yuwen Zhe the entire way, she indeed encountered no one, which surprised her. To detect that there was no one within a radius of a hundred meters required at least forty years of cultivation.
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Thinking of the hundred-meter range mentioned by Ye Shaohua, Frost Moon stopped by a tree and set Yuwen Zhe down there.
After all, he was royalty, so Frost Moon dared not be too harsh.
At this thought, Frost Moon glared fiercely at Yuwen Zhe—if the General were still in the city, her mistress wouldn’t have to suffer such indignity.
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