247 Unspoken Intentions 1 (1/2)

Early the next morning, Jun Wu Xie woke up to find herself wrapped up snugly in a robe that had kept her warm throughout the night, while searching her mind in futility for any memory of having climbed into bed.

During breakfast, the Jun Family of three generations had sat together at the table, but Jun Wu Yao had as usual made a short appearance and disappeared again.

Over breakfast, Jun Wu Xie had related yesterday's events at the Imperial Palace simply to the Jun father and son, and when she finished, she had not reacted to their astounded faces and had proceeded to lower her head and sip at her cup of tea.

”Did you say that His Majesty is currently still bedridden and immobile in the Imperial Palace? And you had just left Qin Yu Yan in the Imperial main hall?” Jun Qing almost had a seizure at the methods his beloved niece had employed and at the callous way she had treated the Emperor of Qi! He knew deep down that Mo Qian Yuan, who was the ruler of the kingdom, did not put up any pretentious fronts with Jun Wu Xie, but at such a time when his life was at risk, Jun Wu Xie had abandoned the Emperor as he laid barely alive in his chambers without even summoning for a single Imperial Doctor and just carelessly thrown the responsibility of caring for the Emperor to two palace guards. That was done a little too….. haphazardly, isn't it?

And as for the Eldest Miss of the Qing Yun Clan, Jun Wu Xie had brazenly just left her locked in the Imperial main hall. Mo Qian Yuan might not be able to attend court, but that was just too reckless.

Jun Wu Xie did not see that she had done anything inappropriate.

”Mo Qian Yuan will live, and Qin Yu Yan will not die in the next few days.” Jun Wu Xie assured her uncle.

”...…” Jun Qing threw up his hands in surrender.

”Till when do you intend to keep Qin Yu Yan there? You can't seal the Imperial Court forever right?”

”I will make Bai Yun Xian thrown her into the dungeons later today.” There was an Emperor in there anyway, an additional Miss would not make much of a difference. As she sipped the last of her tea, Jun Wu Xie finally felt ready to discuss in detail with her grandfather and uncle.

”Qin Yu Yan will die soon, so do not worry for the dead. There is another matter, that I need to talk to both of you about.”

Jun Xian and Jun Qing exchanged a tired knowing glance and waited for Jun Wu Xie to go on.

”I intend to go to the Qing Yun Clan.” Jun Wu Xie said those shockingly disturbing words calmly.