My Foolish Husband Turned Out to Have a Hidden Identity Too

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: Return to Feng City, The Summoning of His Majesty

The Mu Residence was silent, and it seemed slightly different from a few months ago.

As Mu Ruyue stepped in, she almost bumped straight into Li Lu, who was coming out. When he looked up, his eyes brightened at the sight of the girl standing before him, “My lady, you’ve returned? Just now, the Emperor sent someone with a decree asking for your presence at the palace, and he has already summoned the Ghost King as well.”

To the palace?

Mu Ruyue’s brows furrowed slightly, and she nodded, “Alright, I understand.”

For some reason, she felt a vague unease in her heart. Could something go wrong during this visit to the palace?

“Right, Li Lu, if I do not return after a long while, go to the Qingyun Sect’s station here and find an old man named Elder Zhao. Ask him to go to the Imperial Palace to find me.”

Having said this, she no longer lingered and turned to walk out the door.

Li Lu startled for a moment, watching Mu Ruyue with surprise. Could it be that the lady had connections with the people from Qingyun Sect? No wonder she had so many Bone Marrow Cleansing Pills.

The Imperial Palace appeared resplendent and luxurious from the outside, but how many knew of the bloody storms hidden behind its small gates? How many women’s youth had been buried there?

A path through the palace gates is as deep as the sea; from then on, freedom belongs to passersby.

Mu Ruyue thought of the elegant and charming Consort Ya, sighing softly. She was one of the pitiful women whose steps were halted by a mere palace gate.

And yet, it was so lamentable.

Just as Mu Ruyue stepped through the palace gate, countless brocade-clad guards sprang out with swords in hand, pointing at her body, surrounding her in the middle.

Looking at these people, Mu Ruyue’s lips curled into a cold smile. She had a hunch that the old Emperor summoning her did not bode well.

If it weren’t for Wuchen being here, she would not have walked into the tiger’s den.

“Is this the Emperor’s way of receiving guests?”

Mu Ruyue slowly lifted her head, her cold gaze piercing through the crowd and landing on the golden yellow robe above, her mocking smile growing deeper.

“I have no choice either, this is an order from above,” Emperor Zi Yue scoffed coldly, his aged face harsh and stern as he coldly said, “Miss Mu, I hope you cooperate with us. Those above knew you would not easily accept my gracious invitation, so they asked me to use this method to bring you here.”

His words carried the chilling firmness of an order, and the majesty of the Emperor was undoubtably spreading in this moment.

Suddenly, Mu Ruyue smiled, her beautiful face radiant, yet her eyes were filled with an icy coldness, “Where is Wuchen!”

No sooner had her words fallen than an excited voice came from behind Emperor Zi Yue, “My lady.”

Then, a figure in purple clothes cut through the sky and swiftly landed in front of Mu Ruyue.

As she gazed upon the handsome face she hadn’t seen in ages, her heart trembled slightly. Heaven knows how much she had missed this man while he was away, to the point where his clean voice waking her up had become a habit.

Sometimes, habit is terrifying. Once you grow accustomed to someone, it becomes all the harder to lose them.

“You should not have come here.”

In a daze, Mu Ruyue seemed to hear a murmuring voice, wicked yet carrying a sense of helplessness, but as she tried to listen more intently, it faded away.

As if it were nothing more than an illusion…

“My lady,” Ye Wuchen gripped her hand tightly and shielded her behind him with a swift move, his innocent eyes glaring fiercely at those surrounding them, childishly saying, “None of you may bully my lady.”

His gaze was as fierce as that of a wolf or a tiger, filled with vigilance, as if fearing these people might harm the young girl behind him.