Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince-Chapter 357: Do You Also Want to Kill Her?

Li Tianze was startled, clearly not expecting that after holding back for so long, she still had not shown any sign of backing down.

Zhou Fu also lifted his eyes in surprise, thinking to himself that she really was someone who stuck to her guns.

At the same time, he gained a new understanding of the words Qi Yu had advised him before.

Indeed, there was no one like her in the palace.

Some matters, even if it’s clear who is in the wrong, if his majesty doesn’t speak out, no one else has the room to interject.

Therefore, everyone turns a blind eye, and no one continues to pursue the matter.

But Shi Zhou was different; in her eyes, everything was black and white. Right was right, and wrong was wrong.

No matter how high the status, it shouldn’t be easily overlooked.

Li Tianze’s expression turned slightly stern as he said in a deep voice, "Then what do you want to do?"

Shi Zhou looked at him unwaveringly and scoffed, "It’s simple, let me stab her with a sword as well. If she’s lucky enough to survive, I’ll let bygones be bygones. If she gets injured, then she deserves it."

Hearing her words, Li Tianze’s face immediately turned colder as he challenged, "Do you still want to kill her?"

Shi Zhou’s face was void of fear as she replied indifferently, "She was the one who wanted to kill me first."

Her statement was emphatic, blocking any remaining questions Li Tianze had in his throat.

Qi Yu slightly raised her eyebrows, with a thick trace of mockery showing in her eyes.

Although the atmosphere was tense, she really wanted to grab a handful of sunflower seeds and start cracking them.

Such a grand spectacle might only come once in a lifetime.

After all, not everyone has the guts to stand up to the emperor.

If it weren’t for the wrong setting, she would have applauded Shi Zhou.

The logic was sound, the arguments were clear, silencing Li Tianze without a word.

Even she, a person from the modern era, felt inferior by comparison.

Li Tianze stared deeply at Shi Zhou for a while before turning and leaving with a sweep of his sleeves.

As soon as he left, Qi Yu let out a sigh of relief, she’d been holding her breath, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Shi Zhou did not even glance at Li Tianze, but turned her head to Shen Xiheng and said, "Apply the medicine first."

Shen Xiheng was going to say it was unnecessary, but seeing her dark eyes, he dared not speak, quickly opening the box of ointment and hurriedly smearing it on the slight wound.

Qi Yu had long since dragged Li Mingjue away; she didn’t want to stay and be a third wheel.

As the two walked toward the Imperial Garden, Qi Yu suddenly laughed, "Father Emperor probably won’t be able to sleep from anger tonight."

As she spoke, her face was full of schadenfreude, her eyes even brighter by a few shades.

Li Mingjue shook his head helplessly, "Can’t you hope for something good for him?"

Qi Yu didn’t pick up on his words, but instead said, "Since we can’t have this meal, how about we go join Mother in her palace for dinner?"

"Alright," Li Mingjue smiled and walked with her towards the direction of Zhaoyang Palace.

When they passed Jingyang Palace and saw the gates locked tight, Qi Yu sighed for a while.

After sighing, she recalled something else and asked, "What about Treasure Bead?"

Seeing her bring up the matter, Li Mingjue’s expression became subtle, "You don’t know?"

Qi Yu looked at him cluelessly, "What would I know?"

After pausing and with a slight change in her expression, she asked, "Treasure Bead wasn’t taken away, was she?"

That day, after she left Jingyang Palace, she hadn’t inquired about the whereabouts of the palace attendants.

It was only passing by today that she remembered there was still this loose end.

Thinking about it made her feel somewhat guilty, and she sighed, "I should have taken Treasure Bead with me that day."

Li Mingjue waited for her to finish blaming herself, then slowly said, "Treasure Bead wasn’t captured."

"Really?" Qi Yu looked at him, surprised and delighted, her long eyelashes fluttering rapidly like a brush.

Li Mingjue deliberately played coy and remained silent all the way there.

Qi Yu was so anxious she begged several times before he finally told her the truth, "Father originally planned to have all the Palace Attendants from Jingyang Palace executed, but Mother, being kind-hearted, persuaded him. Father then beat them and expelled them from the Imperial Palace, sparing their lives."

After hearing this, Qi Yu let out a sigh of relief and asked, "Has Treasure Bead also left the palace?"

Li Mingjue gave a slight nod, "I had someone send her home."

Qi Yu finally felt at ease, "That’s good."

As the two entered Zhaoyang Palace, the Palace Attendants saw them and hurriedly knelt to pay their respects.

The Virtuous Consort was having a meal prepared when she saw them arrive and was overjoyed, and then had Nanny Gui go to the Imperial Kitchen to request several more dishes.

Once the food was served, Qi Yu didn’t hold back and ate even more than she did at the Prince Residence, filling her stomach until she finally set down her chopsticks, looking completely satiated.

Li Mingjue glared at her with annoyance and had someone fetch some digestion-aiding sour plum soup.

The Virtuous Consort looked on at their interaction with a smile but couldn’t help feeling melancholic, knowing they would leave the capital city for Qingzhou the day after tomorrow. She sighed, "Once you get to Qingzhou, you must be extra careful. It’s a much more challenging environment than the capital city."

Li Mingjue responded, "Mother doesn’t need to worry, I am fully aware."

The Virtuous Consort, knowing his stable temperament, nodded, but still expressed her concerns about the epidemic in Qingzhou.

Li Mingjue and Qi Yu listened patiently, interjecting with agreement from time to time.

While they were talking, the sour plum soup arrived.

It even had ice cubes in it, offering a refreshingly sweet and sour relief. Qi Yu held the bowl and took a sip, feeling the heat abate somewhat.

The Virtuous Consort only drank two sips before putting it down, as her frail constitution couldn’t handle anything so cold.

Li Mingjue kept an eye on Qi Yu, determined to not let her drink too much and risk upsetting her stomach.

Because of a bowl of sour plum soup, the two quarreled for a while.

The Virtuous Consort watched them, her face breaking into a smile.

Before they left, she held Qi Yu back, saying there was something she wanted to ask.

Qi Yu looked at her, not understanding, "What does Mother want to ask me?"

The Virtuous Consort held her hand, her expression tender and her words extremely soft, but what she said made Qi Yu’s pupils shake, "When do you and Mingjue plan to have a child?"

"This..." Qi Yu’s eyes widened, and she stammered for an eternity without being able to utter a word.

Seeing her blushing to the tips of her ears, the Virtuous Consort didn’t press further and simply said, "Mother knows you’re both still young, but it’s time to start thinking about this."

Qi Yu gave an embarrassed smile and, feeling the pressure, still managed to agree, "Alright."

On the way out of the palace, she was unusually quiet, and even Li Mingjue noticed something was amiss, frowning, "What’s wrong with you?"

Qi Yu glanced at him, her expression complicated.

This matter, it would be better if she bore it alone.

After a moment of silence, she shook her head slightly and said faintly, "Nothing, I’m just a bit tired."

Even though Li Mingjue didn’t quite trust her explanation, seeing her listless demeanor, he didn’t press any further.

Upon returning to the Prince Residence, Qi Yu specifically asked for Uncle Li to ensure that Shi Zhou had returned, and then she felt relieved.

Uncle Li also handed over a list from the Ministry of Rites that had been delivered that day, "These are the birthday gifts from the palace."

Li Mingjue took the list, glanced over it, and found it was similar to previous years, "Count these and store them in the treasury."

Uncle Li nodded, then remembered something, smacked his forehead with annoyance, "I almost forgot about this!"

With that, he pointed to the jug on the table in the front hall, "Your master left this before he departed, saying it was a birthday gift for you."

Li Mingjue opened the jug and took a sniff, finding the aroma somewhat peculiar, and asked, "What kind of liquor is this?"

Recalling Mo Qingshan’s words, Uncle Li’s face turned slightly awkward, but he still relayed the truth, "He said it’s medicinal liquor, for... boosting virility." frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

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