If those court officials saw this, nobody would believe that this was this generation’s new iron-blooded empress who had shaken the entire Nan Xia court.
“I taught you disguising techniques, not how to look like a dead person! It would be weird if anyone could recognize you with that face,” Ling Chuxi snapped. Disguising techniques could actually be considered one of her top skills. Even Mu Liufeng’s realistic face mask had been made by her, so how had the empress managed to mess up this disguise so badly?
Ling Chuxi really didn’t know how Xia Zhuoyi could be with her. Standing behind Fu Huayi was a fair, bearded man, who even a blind person could tell was Xia Zhuoyi. They clearly looked healthy and good, but were trying to appear rugged with such bad disguises… Did they think everyone was blind or dumb?
“Master, you’re scolding me again,” Fu Huayi whined unhappily.
“Why are you here?” Ling Chuxi knew that her pitiful look was just an act. The fifth princess, no, former fifth princess, might be naïve and carefree and a little impulsive, but she was resilient and her heart was strong. How could she possibly be dejected by those words?
Xie Wuji started laughing when he saw Nan Xia’s new iron-blooded empress’ actions, but he did not find Fu Huayi’s attitude weird. With their positions as guardians, all the emperors and kings were extremely respectful when they wanted to meet them. Visiting depended on whether the guardians were in a good mood, and even the former emperor of Nan Xia, Fu Huayi’s imperial father, had constantly been chased out of Mo Kongyuan’s garden as if he was a pesky fly.
This new empress being able to stand in front of them was all thanks to the master-disciple relationship she had with Ling Chuxi.
“It’s like this: Ding Lin Country has sent an envoy for a peace treaty, and they’re about to reach the capital,” Fu Huayi explained. This matter involved the fate of a country, so even if she was a monarch, she could not simply make a decision on her own—she needed to seek the opinions of the guardians. They were the true mainstay of the country, maintaining its peace and well-being.
“Hmph, now they know fear.” Xie Wuji snorted. He had a strong temperament and was very outspoken. He saw this as nothing more than land compensation, and was not the least bit sympathetic to the former sovereign country falling to such a state.
Although Ling Chuxi did not say anything, her expression was cold and detached. They had already fallen, so maybe it was best to keep them down. If not for Huangfu Qingjue back then, she and Mister Mo would have died on Little Silver Ancient Mountain, and Nan Xia would have been torn apart. Why should Ding Lin be let off so easily?
Since they had dared to start a war, they should be prepared to face the consequences if they lost. Ding Lin Country had been dominating the position of sovereign country for hundreds of years, so they were probably unable to bear such a defeat. Their so-called peace-seeking was nothing more than a temporary measure to rectify their situation. Once they had recovered, Nan Xia Country would have to pay the heavy price of annihilation for the mercy shown today.
Fu Huayi had never been a soft-hearted person, but she seemed a little hesitant. Ling Chuxi was now curious.
“Together with the envoy are a few young people. From the investigation of my hidden guards, they claim to be the disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect, Cold Moon Palace, and Black Sword Sect. There is also a messenger that has been sent by the Deity Temple,” Fu Huayi said heavily. After her ascension, she understood a lot more about politics. She now knew that the rise and fall of a country involved many things, and was not as simple as what she had initially thought.