Mo Qingli stood in front of the copper mirror, carefully sizing up “herself”. Black hair, black pupils, she could not be cla.s.sified as a breathtaking beauty, it was only that her skin was exceptionally fair, enough that all the veins and arteries under her skin could be faintly discernable. She could clearly tell that her own aura had some differences as well. The previous her had an overwhelming amount of yin¹ energy, gloomy and cold; but the current her had increased in character, warmer, no longer so apathetic, instead making her somewhat engrossed with herself.

“The seven emotions and six desires that the Jade Emperor said, could it be that he wants be the experience the mortal world’s happiness, anger, fear, love, sorrow, evil, and greed? Then, let me fully experience for myself this mortal world’s way of life.”

Towards the copper mirror, Mo Qingli muttered to herself, both her eyebrows tightly furrowed, her expression giving off the impression that she was lost in a fantasy.

“Get lost, you b.i.t.c.h maid, I want to meet Mo Qingli. Mo Qingli, get out this moment!”

“Prime minister, prime minister, the princess has already retired to bed, you can’t enter.”

“Get lost!”

Yue Yao saw the heroic and grand face of Ouyang Qianlan, knowing the exact reason why the older woman had come, inside her eyes a trace of schadenfreude glinting. However, appearances still had to be upheld.

The anger on Ouyang Qianlan’s grew, having not thought that this insignificant guard would have the impertinence to obstruct her path. As she brandished out her arm, Yue Yao pretended to fall onto the floor.

Mo Qingli leaned against the doorframe, coldly looking at the scene, which had comprised of Yue Yao’s small scheme.

“Paying respect to the princess.” Ouyang Qianlan stood opposite to the Mo Qingli, a pair of fiery eyes revealing no traces of the respect between a ruler and their minister.

The Ouyang Clan was the Motian Dynasty’s number one clan, and Ouyang Qianlan’s younger brother Ouyang Haoxuan was the current empress’s favored imperial concubine. It could be said to be like the expression that ‘once one man achieves a government position, all his followers will get in as well’. The females in the Ouyang Clan’s were practically all important government officials, while the males were almost always the favored husband of an important ruler or an advisor. It could be said that this Ouyang Clan was, apart from the imperial family itself, the most dangerous power in the Motian Dynasty. What’s more, this sixth princess was widely known for her cowardice and weakness. If it hadn’t been for the eldest princess’s protection, coupled with that dog-like son of hers Ouyang Yunjin falling in love at first with this imbecilic princess, Ouyang Qianlan would have never allowed Ouyang Yunjin to become engaged to her.

Recalling the way that her dog-like son had been devastatingly killed by this imbecilic princess without good reason, coupled with humiliating manner of his death, Ouyang Qianlan’s entire body began to tremble. She looked once again at Mo Qingli indolently leaning against the door frame, her face indifferent without a single trace of unhappiness, both her fists clenching tightly. Son! This is precisely the person you care deeply about. Your death, does not cause even the slightest bit of stirring in her heart.

“What matter does the prime minister come here for?” Mo Qingli looked unconcerned, indifferently speaking.

“Hmph, I dare to ask the princess, what offense did that dog-like son of mine do, to make the princess so cruelly act this way?”

“Oh? This prime minister, when meeting the princess, does not kneel, what crime should this be considered as?” With the same indifferent manner of speaking as before, she spoke without a single trace of emotion.

Ouyang Qianlan became alarmed, raising her eyes upwards to meet the gaze that Mo Qingli returned. Both sides looked at each other, but Ouyang Qianlan, who had undergone hundreds of battles throughout her lifetime, was severely shaken stiff by the insipid stare given to her by Mo Qingli. From the deepest parts of herself she wanted to pledge allegiance to the woman in front of her, both knees having unconsciously fallen to the ground in a kneel.

“Ouyang Yunjin had committed the grave offense of offending his superiors, his crime resulting in death.”

That indifferent tone was like a sharp sword, with every word Ouyang Qianlan’s heart was stabbed thoroughly. Although Ouyang Yunjin was a male, he was still Ouyang Qianlan’s sole son. From childhood he had been spoiled in the palm of her hands, or else she would have never conceded to his desires, and allow him to become engaged to this imbecilic princess.

“The prime minister wishes to ask, Yunjin has always been a very obedient child, and definitely would not be able to do something like offending his superiors.”

“How audacious, Ouyang Qianlan, is this the tone that you use with the princess?” Mo Qingli coldly spoke, her displeased expression exceedingly obvious, causing both Ouyang Qianlan and Yue Yao to tremble.

¹Yin, as in yin and yang. Thought to represent darkness, femininity, and the moon.