Chapter Twenty-Six

  Xia Zi suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the guard who had flashed in from outside the door with a panicked gaze, taking a step back.

  "No. I don't want to——"

  "Take me away——"

  A deep voice, without leaving any remainder

  "Not..."

  Without any struggle, Mo Yunxuan coldly watched as Xia Ziyu was forcibly taken away by the guards, wailing and struggling, until her figure disappeared from view. Only then did he shift his gaze to the several stunned envoys at the door, his majestic eyebrows relaxing slightly.

  "Several of you have waited for a long time, please sit down." He walked lightly to the side of the desk, folded his robe and sat down, with a natural tone and elegant demeanor, as if nothing had happened earlier.

  Several Western envoys saw such a scene for the first time, and their foreheads were covered in cold sweat. Upon hearing the two words "just sit", it seemed to have resolved the dilemma of advancing or retreating, and they hurriedly stepped forward. Only one young man standing aside remained motionless, his head slightly tilted, his eyes fixed on the direction where that figure had disappeared.

  Mo Yunxuan's eyes followed the line of sight to the door, taking in the fervent gaze in his eyes, his handsome face expressionless, a hint of playful smile on his lips, his tone provocative and full of flavor.

  "What is the prince looking at?"

  Several Western month country ministers just seemed to have discovered, glanced over, and were gods with different colors. When they were pointed out in public, the face of Cheng Jun Wangzi could no longer be hung, and his eyes retreated, burying his head in his seat.

  Tianju Garden

  Xia Zi Li had never felt so helpless, wave after wave of anger almost destroying the elegance she had cultivated as a lady over the years. Her silk skirt spread out on the ground, and just as she lifted her hem to head towards the door, an icy cold weapon with a chilling glow abruptly blocked her way.

  Disheartened, he retreated back to his room, gazing at the full table of food, and with a forceful push, there was a chaotic crash of shattering bowls and plates.

  Food debris scattered all over the ground, shattered cups and dishes, broken and fragmented pieces scattered on the floor.

  The maid stood by and didn't dare to stop her, although the princess's body was weak and small, but after all, she was the master. As long as the prince hadn't spoken, they didn't dare to be presumptuous.

  "Miss..."

  Zi'er's face had a difficult expression as she looked at Xia Zi sitting beside her with a dejected look, wanting to speak but hesitating.

  "Zi'er, what should I do?"

  Her eyes shone with a faint, glass-like beauty, sparkling like crystal shards.

  "Your Highness—"

  A respectful and polite voice came from the mouth of the guard outside the door

  Zi'er was taken aback and immediately stood up to pay her respects——

  Xia Zi's tightly furrowed eyebrows twisted even tighter at the sound of those two words, she heard the soft footsteps approaching the door, her downcast gaze swept to the black thick-soled boots standing by the door, and the plain white silk robe, but she refused to lift her head, her indifferent gaze flickered to one side, not wanting to look at him, that face that filled her with hatred.

  Mo Yunxuan's eyes, cold as frost, glanced at the scattered food on the ground, then shifted to Xia Ziqi sitting by the table, his gaze lingering for a long time.

  Finally, she shifted her gaze slightly and glanced at the maid beside her.

  "Has the princess eaten yet?"

  The maid looked somewhat uneasy and stepped forward two steps, curtsying slightly.

  "Reporting back to Your Highness, the princess... The princess spilled all the dishes..."

  A moment of silence...

  "Immediately ordered the kitchen to redo and bring it up again——"

  "Yes." The maid responded and retreated.

  Xia Ziwei, who had been standing beside him all along, took a light breath of cool air and immediately turned his head around, heavily slapping the table with his elbow.

  "Never mind, I'm not eating..."

  "How dare you—"

  A low and gentle voice echoed out