Rebirth: My Healer Wife Owns Superpowers-Chapter 407 - Shes Really a Genius
Chapter 407: Chapter 407 She’s Really a Genius!
Chapter 407: Chapter 407 She’s Really a Genius!
“Mm,” Qi Yue was about to explain when, all of a sudden, the silent Western Chu Emperor grabbed the teacup on the table and hurled it away.
“Everyone shut up! All of you, utterly useless, know nothing but to bicker!”
The cup hit the ground, ringing out sharply, and the Qin Zhongyu brothers immediately fell silent, shrinking back like quails.
“Father, please calm your anger, your son dares not!”
“Father, please calm your anger, your son also dares not!”
The brothers begged for mercy one after another, but the Western Chu Emperor paid no attention to the two of them and instead fixed his gaze on the other ministers present.
“Do any of you have a different opinion?”
What could the ministers dare to say?
It was obvious that the action of throwing the cup was one way for the Emperor to express his stance!
To speak now was to seek death, wasn’t it?
Knowing that serving the Emperor was like accompanying a tiger, they all had been eager to leave, but, unable to do so without the Emperor’s command, they had no choice but to stay.
All of them buried their heads and exchanged glances, no one speaking a word.
Finally, the Emperor of Western Chu spoke again from up high.
“I understand your views, you may all leave now!”
The ministers, as if reprieved, bowed their heads and quickly retreated.
Only Yuan Ji remained seated, his expression unchanged, an air of profundity about him.
Qi Yue observed this and couldn’t help but feel more astonished.
“This man is quite composed, not even afraid of the Emperor?”
“Indeed, this person does have some nerve,” Qingzhu said coldly, his voice tinged with severity while looking at the seated Yuan Ji. “Master, once this matter is resolved, should we deal with him as well?”
But Qi Yue waved her hand dismissively.
“No need, no matter how capable he is, he won’t stir up any waves. I am curious though, can he truly convince the four nations to form an alliance?”
“I feel like the Western Chu Emperor has already made up his mind about the alliance,” Qingzhu offered.
Qi Yue glanced at Yuan Ji below, curling her lips slightly.
“Of course, otherwise he wouldn’t have kept this Yuan Ji here.”
As they spoke, sure enough, the Western Chu Emperor had someone hand a box to Yuan Ji, saying that he would arrange guards to escort him to Nanyue to discuss the alliance.
Seeing this, Qi Yue couldn’t help but whisper, “It seems that Yuan Ji and the Western Chu Emperor have reached an agreement, but I wonder whether Nanyue and Donggao have already made their decisions?”
“Master, rest assured, I’ve already sent out messages for the Black Feather Guard to thoroughly investigate, and we should have news in no more than two days,” Qingzhu reassured.
“Good,” Qi Yue responded, continuing to peer through the gap in the window lattice down at the great hall below.
Originally, she had thought that after everyone left, the Western Chu Emperor would at least scold the Qin Zhongyu brothers, but instead, he simply gestured dismissively.
“Enough, Penglai Pavilion is still waiting,” he said.
“Yes, Father,” the brothers replied.
Bowing in respect, they left Qianming Palace one after the other.
Then an old eunuch came up and helped the Western Chu Emperor to go change his clothes.
From their conversation, it appeared they were also going to join the hustle at Penglai Pavilion.
Qi Yue, hearing this clearly, couldn’t help but smirk.
“Tonight really has the perfect alignment of time, place, and harmony, with all the unlikely individuals gathered together.”
Qingzhu still hadn’t figured out exactly what Qi Yue planned to do and asked, “Master, given the looks of it, the banquet might go on for a while, should I lure Princess Xiyang out and just kill her to settle this?”
At these words, Qi Yue looked at Qingzhu with a mirthful expression.
“Killing her so directly is too dull; I’ve changed my mind.”
Qingzhu was taken aback.
“What would you like to do, Master?”
Qi Yue chuckled mischievously.
“We can’t just make this trip for nothing, after all. Besides, Princess Xiyang has shamed me on multiple occasions – death is too easy for her.”
She felt a bit embarrassed to say outright that she wanted to empty out Zhucui Palace.
Most importantly, she hadn’t yet figured out how to cover the tracks after the theft and extract herself from the situation.
“Come, let’s go join in the fun as well,” Qi Yue said.
“Yes, Master,” Qingzhu replied without hesitation.
Effortlessly lifting Qi Yue’s arm, with a few swift moves, they quickly traversed several palace courtyards.
Penglai Pavilion was a tower-like structure, around three or four stories high, with steep roofs offering nowhere to put one’s foot down.
Qi Yue looked around and frowned involuntarily.
Perhaps because of the banquet, Penglai Pavilion was heavily guarded, and the guards stood erect, forming a tight ring around the building.
“It seems I need to find a new spot to enjoy the scenery,” Qi Yue remarked.
Qingzhu immediately pointed to an enormous ancient tree.
“Master, how about there?” Qingzhu inquired.
The name of the tree was unknown, but its trunk was thick, clearly several hundred years old.
A few branches extended out, one of which conveniently rested at the western corner of Penglai Pavilion.
“That will do,” Qi Yue agreed.
“Begging your pardon, Master,” Qingzhu bowed slightly as he spoke, and in the next moment, he had already grabbed Qi Yue’s arm and hoisted her up into the tree.
—He nearly dislocated her arm!
Qi Yue inwardly grimaced.
Carrying someone typically involved embracing their waist, yet this brute either pinched her shoulder or tugged her arm. How rough!
At his age, he had no sense of tenderness for women.
Qingzhu had chosen a branch that provided a clear view of Penglai Pavilion’s third-floor platform.
“This appears to be a place specially designed for dance performances,” Qi Yue observed, unable to help shaking her arm.
“Mm,” Qingzhu murmured, his brows knit together, maintaining his composure.
How could he be unaware that he had pulled on Qi Yue’s arm?
If it weren’t for Yunzhu being away, he shouldn’t have come in the first place.
Their Marquis was possessive, and if he learned that Qingzhu had encircled Qi Yue’s waist, he might come up with ways to deal with him later.
So he’d rather risk dislocating Qi Yue’s arm than hug her slender waist.
It was a true test of restraint.
After all, he was a normal, mature man.
Both lost in their own thoughts, their eyes were, however, fixed on the situation unfolding in the building opposite them.
As Qi Yue had guessed, an elderly woman was seated at the top of the hall.
She wore fine silk clothing and her head twinkled with jewels; she must be the Empress Dowager.
Qin Lingwei had arrived early, surrounded by a few women who chattered away incessantly.
Soon after, brothers Qin Zhongyu and Qin Zhongqi also arrived, prompting all the ladies and wives in the hall to stand and pay their respects; their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Qi Yue took out a telescope from her bosom and saw that they were all exchanging trivial pleasantries. She passed the telescope to Qingzhu.
She needed to think of a strategy that would not only deal with Qin Lingwei and regain her dignity but also allow her to empty Zhucui Palace without facing criticism!
“The Emperor has arrived…”
A sharp voice rang out, jolting Qi Yue back to her senses.
This was bad; everyone she needed was present, but the performance wasn’t ready.
Originally, she had thought of using some powder to cause Qin Lingwei to go mad in public and confess her own disgraceful acts.
With all the officials and their families present, these gossipy women would certainly broadcast Qin Lingwei’s embarrassing state to the entire realm.
However, such actions wouldn’t just showcase Qi Yue’s lack of grace but also fail to display her capabilities.
It might even anger the Western Chu royal family!
If they united against her, she would be drawing unnecessary trouble upon herself!
Of course, what mattered most was that she had her eyes on the treasures in Zhucui Palace.
Suddenly, the sound of string and bamboo instruments filled the air, and the performance began on Penglai Pavilion opposite them.
Qi Yue took the telescope back and found herself somewhat mesmerized.
The dance and music of Western Chu were truly exceptional.
Those coquettishly twirling waists were utterly captivating!
The dancers were each stunningly beautiful, not at all inferior to Princess Qin Lingwei.
Having one of them at home must be quite pleasurable.
Qi Yue curled her lip, casting a glance at Qingzhu beside her.
“Qingzhu, are you married?” she asked.
Faced with Qi Yue’s sudden question, Qingzhu was momentarily taken aback but quickly responded.
“To answer the Master, I have been married for three years and just had a son, who is two months old.”
“Oh, then nevermind,” Qi Yue said.
Qingzhu looked puzzled, “…”
Qi Yue’s lips curved into a smirk.
She had just had a brilliant idea!
To take care of Qin Lingwei, empty her Zhucui Palace, and at the same time intimidate the Western Chu royal family!
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Ha ha ha, she truly was a genius!
