Mo Qingli reclined against the padded seat inside the palanquin, lightly brus.h.i.+ng her slim fingers against the carvings engraved in the walls. These mortals really knew how to enjoy themselves; even a mere palanquin was made so luxurious.

Inside her mind the refined yet seductive face of Feng Chenling suddenly appeared. Mo Qingli felt her heart warm at the sight, the corner of her mouth faintly rising. A moment later the dark and alluring face of Mu Tianlang also appeared, followed by a red-robed Leng Hanling, his devastatingly beautiful face staring indifferently at Mo Qingli…

Mo Qingli shook her head, lightly exhaling a sigh. Ai, how come I’m like this! These past few days I’ve been constantly thinking of these people. My goal is to find the “seven emotions and six desires” the Jade Emperor mentioned, and then ascend into heaven! I can’t let my cultivation slow down for the sake of a few mortals.

“Ah!” From far away, Mo Qingli suddenly heard a voice exclaiming in fear. As a jiangs.h.i.+, her sense of hearing was naturally superior to humans.

Mo Qingli had some sense of astonishment, furrowing her forehead. She lifted the palanquin curtain, staring into a shadowy darkness; it was already so late, how come there were people still awake?

It really wasn’t that important, but it wouldn’t hurt to see what was happening.

“Yue Yao.”

“Yes, Princess!”

“You guys first return to the residence. I have something to do, I’ll return to the residence myself later.”

Yue Yao was about to say something, when she realized that the princess had already vanished from the palanquin. Seeing the empty palanquin, Yue Yao couldn’t help but admire the princess’s martial art ability. It really seemed like the previous weak and useless princess was nothing but a mask, and the one right now was her true self!

Mo Qingli held her breath, following the black silhouette in the distance. This silhouette, how come the more she looked at it, the more familiar it appeared?

The man couldn’t help but fell like someone was following him. However, when he turned around, there was only a vast emptiness behind him. Could it be that he was being too mistrustful, making such a fuss about nothing?

The man glanced behind him one more time cautiously, then turned around and hurriedly entered in a nearby courtyard.

Mo Qingli furrowed her eyebrows, staring at the man’s back. Unexpectedly it was him; what was he planning to do here, this late at night? A moment later Mo Qingli leaped onto the rooftop of the courtyard, hiding in the shadow of the eaves, coldly looking below her.

“Eldest Prince!” Inside the courtyard, row upon row of black-robed men stood. At seeing the man enter, they kneeled in tandem, deferentially calling out the phrase.

“Skip the gratuities, hurry up and rise!”  The man waved his hand out and summoned a peal of wind, pus.h.i.+ng against the knees of all the black-robed men and lifting them up.

The black-robed men all felt astonishment in their hearts. The eldest prince’s martial art skill had improved explosively, unexpectedly having reaching the pinnacle of ability.

The leader of the black-robed men advanced a step, cupping his fists together as he addressed the man respectfully: “Eldest Prince, your spies have reported that this Full Moon festival, your kingdom will send the favored Seventh Prince to the Motian Dynasty, as well as the Fourth Prince!”

“Oh? Father Emperor is willing to part with Seven Brother?” The man furrowed his forehead, his expression astonished.

“Replying to the Eldest Prince, it’s true. Reportedly the Emperor wants the Seventh Prince to seduce the Motian Dynasty’s Eldest Princess, so that he can become the Eldest Princess’s main husband.”

“Hmph…” The man’s attractive face revealed a trace of loathing, although it was quickly covered up a moment later. With cold derision, he said: “Perhaps my so-important Father Emperor hasn’t found out yet, that this Motian Dynasty’s Eldest Princess has been blinded in one eye, becoming absolutely useless. The position of Crown Princess will never fall into her hands. Ha ha ha…”

Mo Tingli felt a shock course through her. How did he know that Mo Tingyu’s eye had been blinded? That news had been only disclosed to a few specific people, and had yet to become public. That man, how did he find out already?

“He still wants to make Seventh Brother become the Motian Dynasty’s Imperial Consort?” At this point, the man’s tone of voice had become increasingly domineering. His clothes rippled in the wind as he released energy into the surroundings, the fallen leaves on the ground eviscerating into dust.

After a while, the man’s mood gradually returned peaceful. Indifferently, he asked, “And the Fengchao Dynasty, who have they sent over?”

“Replying to the Eldest Princess, it is Feng Qingjue.”

“Ah?” The man felt astonishment. This Feng Qingjue was the Fengchao Dynasty’s Emperor’s favorite son, so much that the Emperor had attempted to make him the crown prince several times. It was just that this Feng Qingjue had a strange personality, vanis.h.i.+ng a total of three times during his crowning ceremony, which was why the Fengchao Dynasty still did not have a crown prince yet.

This time, he unexpectedly also wanted to get involved in this muddy mess?

“Eldest Prince, your servants have also heard that recently the Fengchao Dynasty has been acting strangely. They’ve enlisted many soldiers to their army, not knowing for what reason.”

“Wonderful, wonderful, absolutely wonderful!” The man’s eyes narrowed together, his lips curling upwards, his face br.i.m.m.i.n.g with excitement. The more chaotic the world became, the happier he was. He wanted to let that Father Emperor of his see if he really was the useless son that everybody saw him as. He wanted to let all those people who looked down on him before open their eyes, and kneel in front of him begging for forgiveness.

“You have all done excellently. Continue to watch over these two sides. I’m afraid that I won’t be able to show myself for this period of time, so if there’s any news, use the old method.”

“Yes, Eldest Prince.”

After the man had finished, he waved his sleeve in dismissal, turning around to leave himself.

In a moment, the black-robed men in the courtyard all left, leaving Mo Qingli alone in the eaves to think about the events that had just occurred.

That man, wasn’t he supposed to be good-for-nothing plagued by sickness? The young man she had just seen in the courtyard had no trace of illness, not even a single cough. Furthermore he possessed above-ordinary martial arts ability; with the flick of his hand, he was able to control energy enough to move a great deal of people. From the impression he had left on her with his every word and action, Mo Qingli confirmed that this man was not simple, not simple at all. Even though in the eyes of others, he was extremely weak and feeble, with an ill disposition, afterwards she had found out that he was extremely deft in martial arts, had extremely loyal followers, and was able to access a great deal of information. All of these combined left Mo Qingli with a great deal of fear.

Then, that night, who was the “Ling” he was talking about?

This is the guy that appears in Chapter 24 :O