"You're the Heavenly Yao Emperor's wife? His sister-in-law?"
Qin Jiuge was dumbfounded once more. His mind buzzed, and he could not help recalling how he had just slung an arm over her shoulders.
If the Heavenly Yao Emperor found out about this...
His fate was easy to imagine. He would undoubtedly die without even a burial ground.
The young girl before him had never expected Qin Jiuge to say such a thing. The explanation that had reached her lips was swallowed back down. She mischievously raised her chin and admitted it outright. "That's right. I am the Heavenly Yao Emperor's wife, and the true mistress of this Heavenly Yao Palace. And who might you be?"
"What, are you planning to seize the magpie's nest and occupy this place?"
As her voice slowly rang out, this "mistress" before him spoke with immense confidence, far beyond what an ordinary person could possess.
Qin Jiuge could neither laugh nor cry. He shook his head like a rattle-drum and hurriedly said, "A misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding."
"Is that so?"
Yet the young girl before him pressed forward relentlessly, laying out each step with care and refusing to yield an inch. Her lively eyes stared fixedly at Qin Jiuge, as though she wished to find some flaw on his face.
Just then, a steady voice rang out, its tone carrying a trace of peculiar unease. "Miss, why are you here? Didn't I tell you? This is where we receive distinguished guests. Miss, you've gone running about again."
The old servant hurried forward and cupped his hands toward Qin Jiuge in greeting before slowly explaining, "Young Master Qin Jiuge, this is our young lady, the Heavenly Yao Emperor's offspring. She has remained stationed in this Heavenly Yao Palace for many years, and few outsiders know