After returning from the Imperial Hospital, Su Zhe whispered a few words to the Emperor, while Little Wei stood by, lowering her eyes with a faint smile.
"If that's the case, first arrange a side palace for Physician Mu to stay in. To the outside world, just say she's... a relative of Consort Xian."
The Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly fabricated false identities for Mu Miao and the other.
Consort Xian had passed away years ago, so even if someone were to investigate these two, it wouldn’t be easy to uncover the truth.
"This servant understands. I will take the two ladies to their quarters now."
Mu Miao and Little Wei gave a perfunctory bow before following Su Zhe out.
Having grown accustomed to modern life, Little Wei found the ancient etiquette utterly exasperating.
She hoped the next world she visited wouldn’t be set in ancient times again.
"This servant had already prepared Physician Mu’s quarters yesterday. As for Little Wei’s accommodations, I’ll have the palace maids tidy them up shortly. I’ll also have the imperial kitchen prepare some food for the two of you to eat first."
"Once you’ve settled in, it’s best if you two refrain from wandering around. The noble consorts in the palace are of high status, and if they were to see you, this servant fears you might face some unpleasantness."
Little Wei could hardly believe her ears.
Who?
Who could possibly make her suffer?
"Su Qingyun—she could make you suffer." As if reading her thoughts, Si immediately pierced through her fragile heart.
"That’s different. There’s a distinction between people and normal people."
The only way to communicate with Su Qingyun was with a loudspeaker—no, scratch that, even a loudspeaker wouldn’t work. You’d need a brick.
Su Zhe soon led them to an unoccupied palace nearby, which was quite close to the Emperor’s own quarters. The building looked rather splendid.
"The main halls are reserved for the noble consorts, so it wouldn’t be proper to stay there. Besides, they haven’t been prepared. Fortunately, there are two side halls—the western one has already been tidied up, so you two may stay there for now. This servant will have the maids clean the eastern side hall."
After giving his instructions, Su Zhe excused himself.
"Oh, one more thing—these two palace maids will attend to you at the door. If you need anything, just let them know. As for the food, it should arrive shortly."
The two maids waited outside without entering. Little Wei glanced around the hall before shutting the door firmly.
"Master, can you really cure him?" she asked in a hushed voice.
If there was any uncertainty, she was willing to spend her points to buy medicine from the system store. Though it would hurt her wallet, she didn’t want anything bad to happen to her master.
Failure to cure the Emperor could very well be considered a capital offense.
Such was the peril of serving a ruler—like living beside a tiger.
Mu Miao lowered her head, the silk blindfold draped beside her ears. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly.
"Has my disciple been rushing to the capital all these days just for the Emperor’s sake?"
"Huh?" Little Wei hadn’t expected Mu Miao to jump to that conclusion.
Though it wasn’t entirely wrong.
"Does my disciple wish for the Emperor to help reclaim my Heavenly Eyes?" Mu Miao turned abruptly, catching Little Wei’s retreating hand.
Step by step, she advanced, while Little Wei retreated until her back hit the edge of a divan. For some reason, her usually gentle and kind master now seemed possessed, her aura entirely different.
Mu Miao, unable to see, stumbled over a step and reached out, her hand landing on Little Wei’s face.
"Disciple, your face feels rounder again," she murmured, her tone soft and laced with amusement.
"You’re touching the wrong place," Little Wei said through gritted teeth.
In that fleeting moment, she realized something—this master of hers was a master of deception. Last time, she’d been too naive. But how could a face and that place possibly feel the same? Faces didn’t need clothes.
Mu Miao was doing this on purpose.
And she had the audacity to keep kneading her "face" while putting on an innocent act.
"Wrong?" Mu Miao withdrew her hand, but before she could react, Little Wei shoved her aside.
"You lied to me."
Little Wei hated liars. Back in school, a girl at the next desk had swindled her out of fifty cents, and she’d held a grudge ever since—especially since the girl never paid her back.
"What is my disciple saying? This master doesn’t understand." Mu Miao reclined on the divan, her expression the picture of innocence despite the blindfold.
Oh, so now she was dropping the act?
"Fine, I’ll give you some time. Hurry up and kiss me senseless," Little Wei demanded, pointing at her.
Mu Miao: "..."
Was this a contest of who could be wilder?
Little Wei wanted to scream—no one in all her lifetimes had ever out-wilded her.
A flicker of shock passed over Mu Miao’s face before she coughed heavily and sat up.
"Don’t jest. This master doesn’t feel that way about you."
Little Wei narrowed her eyes, one leg resting on the divan as she crossed her arms over her shoulders, her chin lightly resting on the back of her hand. Her sparkling eyes fixed on Mu Miao’s profile.
"Is that so?" she asked.
The warm breath from her nose brushed against Mu Miao’s delicate skin, painting it a faint pink.
Even without sight, Mu Miao could imagine her disciple’s charming, mischievous smile.
She must be looking at her with unusual seriousness right now.
Mu Miao’s fingers lifted, this time actually pinching Little Wei’s cheek.
"Are you threatening your master now?"
"What are you doing?" Mu Miao’s grip was a little too firm, leaving a red mark on her face.
This body was delicate—such a mark would take minutes to fade.
Little Wei was furious.
"If you don’t like me, fine, but why pinch me?" She barely held back from cursing, settling for a cold snort before stomping off to the table to drink tea.
"Are you angry?" Mu Miao asked.
"Extremely angry. Call me again and I’ll drown myself in this tea." Little Wei was still fuming.
So what if she had a temper? She was a man, after all.
Mu Miao chuckled softly but said nothing more.
By the time Little Wei looked back, Mu Miao was already fast asleep on the divan.
Unbelievable. Here she was, heartbroken over this woman, and she had the nerve to fall asleep just like that.
Was this marriage even salvageable?
No. They were getting divorced. Today.
"Si, I’ve decided to divorce Ning Moqing—no, Mu Miao—no, Ning Moqing—wait, what is her name?" Little Wei was both aggrieved and miserable.
What was so wrong with wanting a kiss?
After missing this woman so much, she wouldn’t even grant her that? Fine. Her love was wasted.
Let Gu Xiaowei die alone and unloved.
Si: ∑(O_O；)
She’d only stepped out for a meeting and gotten scolded—what the hell happened in her absence?
"Her name doesn’t matter. What’s wrong with you?" Si was at a loss for words.
"I’m mad," Little Wei growled before downing another cup of tea.
"How many months along are you? Let me check—has your belly grown yet?" Si asked with faux concern.
Little Wei: "?"
"What are you implying?"
"You think I’m pregnant? With whose child? Yours? Ugh, can you not make such crude jokes?"
Si leaned back in her chair, pretending to ponder deeply.
"Well, if you really want to carry my child, it’s not impossible."
—Extra Mini-Story: Si Gets Scolded— (Does not affect main word count)
During a meeting with her superior, Si glanced at the screen.
On it was footage of her helping Little Wei gather fish.
The boss adjusted his glasses: "Can you tell me what you're doing?"
Si glanced at him: "Pampering my wife."
The boss pushed his glasses up again: "You know this is against the rules, right?"
Si: "You don’t have a wife. You wouldn’t understand."
The boss: "Let’s discuss docking your salary."
Si: "You don’t have a wife. You wouldn’t understand."
The boss: "You’re losing two months' pay."
Si: "You don’t have a—"
The boss: "Get out."
Si: "Fine, I’m out."
[Note: Si, also known as 004, holds a high position at System Corp. (a.k.a. LeapVoid), so the above scene isn’t nonsense—it’s legit.]
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