"Greetings, Fairy Jiang."
Looking at the Sword Cultivator from the Myriad Sword Sect before him, Xiao Mo politely bowed.
Not far from Xiao Mo, Jiang Qingyi, her face covered by a light veil, continued to look at him calmly.
Just as when they had last met, Xiao Mo felt as though she wanted to see right through him.
It also felt as though he had once done something terribly wrong to her.
"Fairy Jiang?" Xiao Mo asked.
"Mm." Only after a long while did Jiang Qingyi return to her senses and walk toward the courtyard gate of her Imperial Preceptor's Residence. "Since Your Majesty is here, please come in and sit for a while, if you do not mind."
"Very well."
Xiao Mo followed Jiang Qingyi inside.
Wei Xun also wanted to enter the Imperial Preceptor's Residence, but a strand of sword qi blocked his way.
Wei Xun could only stand outside the palace building.
Although this woman seemed cold as ice, most Sword Cultivators were like that. Besides, she had no quarrel with His Majesty, so she could not possibly attack him.
Before long, the maids in the Imperial Preceptor's Residence also came out one after another, saying that the Imperial Preceptor liked peace and quiet and disliked having so many people in her courtyard.
Inside the courtyard of the Imperial Preceptor's Residence.
Xiao Mo sat beside Jiang Qingyi.
The two quietly drank their tea, keeping a certain distance between them.
In Xiao Mo's eyes, this female disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect was indeed rather aloof. She even seemed to look down on him, the Emperor of the Zhou Kingdom.
But that was only natural. Given the Zhou Kingdom's strength, many people already considered it a blessing that the Myriad Sword Sect was willing to accept it as