C25

"Yan Yan, what do you mean? I do not understand." Joe's voice was still stiff, but his expression was one of innocence.

"The emperor doesn't need to hide it anymore. Everything that's yours should be yours. However, whether you can obtain it or not will depend on your ability." Yan Mo Chen cast a sidelong glance at Qiao Qiao, he did not want to fight a riddle with her even though he said that people did not lie openly.

"Heh …" Qiao Qiao still let out a cold laugh. Yan Mo Chen's tone carried a hint of threat.

"This King is here to give you a reminder. There are some things that it's better for you to not interfere in." Yan Mo Chen lowered his head and warned, "You have survived. Even though your mentality has changed, you are a woman after all. There are some things that you cannot control."

"How does Yan Yan know that there are some things that we cannot control?" As Qiao Qiao spoke, he slowly got up and walked around Yan Mo Chen. He bent down slightly and said, "For example, Yan Yan Yan's heart, I want to control."

"If you could still be as ignorant as before, there might be some things that you could still do whatever you want. But now … You want too much. " Yan Mo Chen was unmoved. He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. He looked indifferent, and there was too much meaning in his words.

Qiao Qiao's body continued to get closer and closer. From the side, it was as if he was lying in Yan Mo Chen's embrace. Yan Mu's expression became tense. It would be difficult for him to find another woman who would dare to behave like this to his prince!

"Yan Yan's words appear to be a threat to us." Qiao Qiao's eyes were still lowered and they glittered like the wind. Her delicate hands reached into Yan Mo Chen's shirt.

"You can think of it that way." Yan Mo Chen laughed coldly, "Don't think that your intelligence can hide it from everyone. The palace is not a safe place."

"Of course, if the Imperial Palace was safe, I wouldn't have nearly died again and again." Qiao Qiao walked away from Yan Mo Chen with a satisfied expression and returned to his seat. His cold lips pursed as he picked up the teacup on the table and gulped it down.

Yan Mo Chen frowned. She was holding his teacup!

"How many times do you think you can dodge?" Yan Mo Chen was neither angry nor warm, he just crushed the teacup that Qiao had just used, the pieces of it scattered all over the table, and his eyes were filled with disgust.

Qiao still looked at the broken pieces on the table, smiled slightly, and said, "Then it will depend on whether This Emperor's little intelligence can become great wisdom!" Clearly, there was a hidden meaning behind his words.

Yan Mo Chen did not reply, his cold expression was slightly moved. He was sympathizing with this woman, even before a great catastrophe befell her, he still did not know when to retreat!

"Yan Mu!" Yan Mo Chen shouted.

"Your subordinate is here." Yan Mu cupped his hands and said.

"Send the imperial guards to guard the palace and protect the emperor's safety. Without this king's permission, no one is allowed to enter or leave!" Yan Mo Chen shouted.

"Yes, your subordinate understands!" Yan Mu responded.

"Yan Yan can no longer hold it in." Qiao still continued to smile as he turned the teacup in his hand a few times as if it had nothing to do with him.

The Regent's words sounded like he was protecting the Emperor's safety, but in reality, he was just imprisoning the Emperor. Since the former Emperor was under his control, he naturally posed no threat to the Emperor, but the current Emperor was extremely wise and foolish; he had already become the Regent's target. However, she did not understand why the Regent wanted the throne to be his own.

"Tomorrow morning at the imperial court, I can write a decree to pass on the throne to you." Joe said quietly.

"Your majesty!" In the end, Xiyue couldn't help but call out.

"This King is not interested in that position!" Yan Mo Chen stood up and stood with his hands behind his back. "Moreover, if I'm interested, it's not up to you, a little girl, to let me!"

"Also, if Master wants to talk in the future, it's better to avoid interrupting." A gust of wind blew by, but he didn't see how Yan Mo Chen had used his palm. There were already traces of blood on the corner of Xiyue's mouth, but Qiao Qiao was still shocked. He immediately stood up and saw a cold figure slowly walking away.

"Your majesty!" Xiyue clutched her chest as she screamed with difficulty.

"This Emperor will help you rest." Qiao Qiao was still holding on to Xiyue as he placed her on the bed. His face was filled with anxiety. "Pass …"

"There's no need. Your Majesty, the Regent is only giving this servant a warning. He hasn't harmed my very core. This servant can heal himself." Xiyue tightly grabbed Qiao Qiao's hand and interrupted her.

"Your Majesty, is the regent about to kill the monarch and usurp the throne?" Xiyue clutched at her chest, coughing softly. Her face was ashen.

"He doesn't want the throne." Qiao Qiao still lowered his head and looked at Xiyue with eyes full of worry.

"Your majesty, no matter what the Regent wants, he's keeping the emperor under house arrest!" Xiyue had a frantic look on her face.

"Don't worry, you don't need to think about anything right now. Just focus on recuperating. I will send someone to inform Yingyue that the palace is in danger. Tell her to go out of the palace for a period of time. Once I have settled everything, I will summon her back to the palace." She could tell that what Yan Mo Chen really wanted was not the throne. On the contrary, he seemed to resent this position, so what was his intention for doing so?

"Xiyue, have you investigated Qingwu's background?" Qiao Qiao was still a little stunned before he asked.

"When this servant transferred her to the Palace, I investigated her and found out that she had a clean background and had received the grace of the late emperor. She can be used." Xiyue replied.

"Good, then you should recuperate from your injuries. I will hand over some small matters to her to test her loyalty." Joe nodded.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Xiyue nodded.

Qiao Qiao's eyes were still squinted as she held onto the hard object that looked like a lifesaver. She had just sacrificed her beauty to get this item from Yan Mo Chen's arms. Perhaps in this calamity, only it could save her!

However … Today was the third day of her engagement with Fang Xing, and it seemed that she had to find a chance to slip away. How could she be put under house arrest like this before the big gift she had prepared for Fang Xing?