lovenovelstory Chapter 472 Undercurrents Rise in the Li Yang Dynasty, Zhao Qingxue Goes to the Chapter?
Chapter 472 Undercurrents Rise in the Li Yang Dynasty, Zhao Qingxue Goes to the Chapter?
After Qin Mu escorted Liu Ruolan and her two daughters back to their palace, he stood at the palace gate and glanced at the palace maids standing with their hands at their sides.
His voice was calm, yet authoritative.
"Whatever they need, do it promptly and without delay."
The palace maids all curtsied in unison, their voices soft and respectful.
"Yes."
Qin Mu turned his head and looked at Liu Ruolan, the smile still on his lips.
"Get some rest, you still have to observe the execution tomorrow."
After saying that, he turned around, his moon-white robe trailing on the ground, and walked towards the palace gate.
Liu Ruolan watched Qin Mu's retreating figure, biting her lip with a complex expression.
The palace doors closed slowly with a soft "bang".
Han Xin'er stood beside her mother, staring at the closed door, her eyes flickering, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
She looked up at Liu Ruolan, her voice very soft.
"Mother, will Father really be alright?"
Liu Ruolan looked into her daughter's clear eyes, which were filled with worry, and sighed.
"I don't know, but whether your father can get through this depends entirely on us."
Han Xin'er nodded thoughtfully, her eyes flickering as if she was thinking about something.
But she didn't speak; she just lowered her head and remained silent.
........
When Qin Mu returned to his bedchamber, the candlelight burned quietly inside the lampshade, illuminating the room with a dim and warm glow.
Zhao Qingxue came forward, her moon-white dress gleaming softly in the candlelight.
She walked up to Qin Mu, gave a slight curtsy, and spoke softly.
"His Majesty."
Qin Mu looked at her, walked to the soft couch, sat down, leaned back in his chair, and spoke in a calm tone.
"How is the Moon Goddess?"
Zhao Qingxue smiled, her eyebrows curving upwards, looking very obedient.
"I'm still training hard, hoping to regain my strength."
Qin Mu smiled and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the armrest.
"Let her do whatever she wants. She'll stop when she gets tired of it."
Zhao Qingxue nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty."
Qin Mu raised his head, looked at Zhao Qingxue, and the smile on his lips deepened.
"Did you come here specifically to wait for me?"
Zhao Qingxue smiled too, her smile gentle, her eyes full of charm.
"Nothing can be hidden from Your Majesty. I do miss Your Majesty, so I am waiting here for Your Majesty to return."
Qin Mu looked at Zhao Qingxue without saying a word, stood up, walked to her, reached out and picked her up in his arms.
Zhao Qingxue's body was slightly suspended in the air, and she subconsciously reached out to wrap her arms around his neck.
Her face flushed slightly, the blush spreading from her cheeks to her ears, making her look exceptionally beautiful in the candlelight.
Qin Mu carried her to the bedside and gently placed her on the brocade quilt.
.........
Time began to accelerate, and two hours had passed.
.........
Inside the bed curtains, candlelight shone through the thin gauze, casting the shadows of the two people onto the curtain wall, where they intertwined.
Zhao Qingxue leaned against Qin Mu's chest, her long hair scattered on the pillow, and a blush still lingering on her cheeks.
Her fingers traced gentle circles on his chest, her fingertips as slender as jade. Her movements were light and slow, carrying a languid quality of contentment.
Her breathing was steady and long, like a cat that had finally calmed down.
Qin Mu's fingers gently traced her shoulder, and he suddenly spoke, his voice soft and tinged with amusement.
"Your purpose isn't just this, is it? Tell me, what other ideas do you have?"
Zhao Qingxue's fingers paused slightly. She raised her head, glanced at Qin Mu, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
The surprise lasted only a moment before it was replaced by a deeper smile.
"It's true that nothing can be hidden from Your Majesty. I do have some other little ideas."
Her voice was soft, with a hint of coquettishness.
Qin Mu looked down at her, the smile still playing on his lips. "Speak."
Zhao Qingxue pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and spoke softer than before.
"Your Majesty, I wish to give birth to a prince."
Qin Mu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.
"This can't be forced; let nature take its course."
Zhao Qingxue nodded, hesitated for a moment, bit her lip, and then spoke again.
"Your Majesty, I have another request."
Qin Mu looked at her, his gaze calm.
"You want to go back to the Li Yang Dynasty?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Qingxue's eyes again, and she felt a sense of unease and shock in her heart.
She never expected that Qin Mu would be able to guess her thoughts so accurately.
However, Zhao Qingxue nodded and said frankly:
"Your Majesty, I have been away from the Li Yang Dynasty for many days. Although the court is well-organized and supported by three pillars, there are undercurrents beneath the surface. I am still worried and wish to go back to see you."
Qin Mu smiled, gently patted her shoulder twice with his fingers, and said softly:
"The Li Yang Dynasty is indeed not at peace right now. Whether in the martial arts world or in the local areas, there are many people who are not in line with the rule of the Great Qin Dynasty, and they regard the annexation of the Li Yang Dynasty into the Great Qin Dynasty as a disgrace. Signs of conscription and preparation for rebellion have already appeared in many places."
As far as I know, several princes have other ideas and want to rebel under the pretext of "purging the court of corrupt officials." Your return would indeed allow you to take charge and prevent the situation from deteriorating further.
Upon hearing these words, a hint of worry flashed in Zhao Qingxue's eyes.
These are some of the reasons why she decided to go back and take a look.
If it weren't for all the troubles that had happened in the Li Yang Dynasty, she would never have taken the initiative to suggest going back.
This is actually one of the drawbacks of peacefully recovering a country.
Although the peaceful recapture did not involve bloodshed or sacrifice at the beginning, it also meant that it did not instill fear in some people of the Liyang Dynasty, or extinguish the seeds of rebellion.
So much so that once these people are ignited by a fire, it will quickly spread and become uncontrollable.
That's the situation now.
Many people in the Li Yang Dynasty, not just princes, but also many generals, are secretly plotting to purge the court of corrupt officials.
Of course, their main purpose was not the so-called "purging the emperor's inner circle," but to use this reason to gain support and recognition for their uprising, so as to create greater momentum and attract more soldiers.
Ultimately, they will possess greater strength and a higher status.
Today, the Liyang Dynasty appears peaceful on the surface, but in reality, undercurrents are surging.
Zhao Qingxue was worried that Zhang Julu and his group wouldn't be able to handle the situation, so she felt it was time for her to go back and check on them.
She looked up at Qin Mu, her eyes full of earnestness.
"Your Majesty, I wish to return home to visit. It won't be long; I will return once the situation has stabilized."
Qin Mu looked at her, his gaze calm as still water.
"Should I send some experts?"
Zhao Qingxue shook her head, a hint of confidence flashing in her eyes.
That confidence, like a flame, surged from the depths of her pupils, illuminating her stunningly beautiful face, making it radiant, captivating, and impossible to look away from.
"Your Majesty, I was once the Empress of a nation, and I have the means to do so. There is no need for Your Majesty to send anyone else."
Qin Mu smiled, his tone carrying an indescribable meaning.
"What? Worried I'll send someone to spy on you?"
Zhao Qingxue was stunned when she heard this.
Her pupils contracted slightly, her body stiffened slightly, and a sense of panic instinctively arose in her heart.
She didn't really think that way; she simply felt that she could do it.
Zhao Qingxue raised her head and looked at Qin Mu, her eyes filled with fear and her voice urgent.
"Your Majesty, I wouldn't dare! I simply believe I am capable of it myself, and Your Majesty need not trouble yourself!"
Seeing her nervous expression, Qin Mu smiled, reached out, and gently patted her head.
"I have faith in your abilities. The Li Yang Dynasty is now in your hands."
Zhao Qingxue's panic gradually subsided, replaced by an indescribable feeling of being moved.
Her face was slightly flushed, her eyes were lowered, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, making her appear exceptionally beautiful in the candlelight.
"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty. I will certainly live up to your expectations."
Her voice was soft, but it carried a hint of barely suppressed excitement.
Qin Mu smiled, his gaze fixed on the deep night outside the window, his voice soft.
"The Li Yang Dynasty is now an inseparable part of the Great Qin, so I naturally trust you."
Zhao Qingxue's eyes reddened slightly, but she couldn't help but smile.
She buried her face in his chest, closed her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Your Majesty... I will not let you down."
Qin Mu patted her back lightly twice with his fingers, the sound coming from above her head, carrying a hint of laziness.
"I will personally escort you back tomorrow, and then wait for your return."
Zhao Qingxue gave a soft "hmm" and didn't say anything more.
The candlelight burned quietly in the lampshade, casting the shadows of the two people onto the bed curtains, where they nestled close together.
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Qin Mu took Zhao Qingxue and left the Qin capital.
They left quietly, without alerting anyone.
However, Qin Mu's departure does not mean that Han Zhong's execution will stop.
At noon, it was carried out precisely on time.
From that morning onward, the Qin capital was abuzz with discussion about the matter.