Shang Wuxin got off the carriage and looked around the palace that everyone admired. It was indeed a magnificent building, and the palace seemed to be able to break through the clouds. Every brick and stone had an ancient feel. There were rows of guards standing there, and eunuchs and palace maids who kept bowing their heads. Shang Wuxin didn't like it at first sight, because there was no freedom in the palace, but unfortunately there was power here.
The guards saw Shang Wuxin saluting reluctantly. Wuwei looked at these perfunctory guards with anger in her eyes, but she knew that since the prince didn't say anything, it meant that he didn't care. Moreover, now they were in the palace, everything she did would bring trouble to the prince, so she couldn't be impulsive.
Shang Wuxin didn't have any thoughts about these people's contempt. If she was in the Prince's Mansion, she might have killed that person, but this was not the Prince's Mansion. Although she was domineering, she didn't think about making everyone fear her. As long as it didn't make her unhappy, she wouldn't do anything.
But just when Shang Wuxin walked into the palace and was about to enter the imperial study, Wuwei was stopped by the guards outside the imperial study.
"No one is allowed to enter the imperial study!" The guards drew their swords. Not to mention the outsiders, even the ministers were not allowed to enter the imperial study without being summoned, let alone a maid with an ugly face? Wu Wei
stood there motionless, because as long as she moved, those swords would stab her, and more importantly, she didn't know if these people would accidentally hurt the prince. She hadn't seen the prince use martial arts in these days. She thought the prince should know martial arts after all, he had so many martial arts secrets, but she didn't know how high his martial arts were. Even if she died here today, she would not take action without the prince's order.
"You dare to stop my people?" The coldness gushed out of Shang Wuxin's body, and the frost on his face was colder than ice and snow. The coldness and anger in his black eyes made the guards around him shudder. Even Wuwei was a little surprised at the prince's imposing manner. Such a prince made people want to surrender.
The guards were a little scared when they saw the prince like this. Now the prince's aura was even colder than that of His Majesty. However, it was their duty to let a maid enter the imperial study. By then, His Majesty would chop off their heads even if the prince didn't say anything.
"Fearless!" Shang Wuxin looked at Fearless, who was standing there motionless and just looking at her, with a smile flashing in her eyes. This silly girl was still so loyal, but she liked her very much.
Wuwei looked at the subtle smile in the prince's eyes and her heart moved. She suddenly attacked the guards who were swinging swords at her. Wuwei's martial arts skills were not particularly high, at least not comparable to the guards in the imperial study. But Wuwei was indeed worthy of her name Wuwei. Even if she was injured, she would not let the enemy have an easy time. However, many wounds appeared on Wuwei's body in a short while. On the other hand, those guards were not much better. Enemies with high martial arts skills are not scary, but enemies who are not afraid of death are scary. The guards then looked squarely at this pretty maid.
Seeing Wuwei injured and even about to lose his life, Shang Wuxin had no expression and just stood there without even looking at him. This behavior made many people begin to re-examine this incompetent prince. Is such a cruel prince really incompetent?
"Why is there so much noise outside?" Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a bright yellow dragon robe walked out of the imperial study. The guards knelt down and shouted "Your Majesty!"
A smile flashed in Shang Wuxin's eyes. It was really hard to lure out this emperor. Shang Wuxin looked directly at the emperor standing there, who was also his father. Shang Huang was wearing a dazzling bright yellow dragon robe, and his long black hair was flowing in the wind. He didn't look like he was in his forties, but more like a middle-aged man in his thirties. His bronze skin was shining under the sunlight. Shang Wuxin was sure that Shang Huang would definitely learn martial arts and would not abandon martial arts even after ascending the throne. Shang Huang's thick eyebrows were as firm as those drawn by a brush. Under his flying eyebrows, a pair of sharp tiger eyes concealed wild arrogance and a hint of tenderness that was well hidden.
Only at this moment did Shang Wuxin know why his body was so beautiful. He had heard that Queen Qiu was once the most beautiful woman in the world, and even though Emperor Shang was already in his forties, his handsomeness had not diminished. Both of them had extremely outstanding looks, so it was no wonder that Shang Wuxin was so beautiful.
Emperor Shang looked at Shang Wuxin. Under the sharp gaze of Emperor Shang, Shang Wuxin remained calm, as if Emperor Shang's assessment was normal. However, it scared everyone around him because Emperor Shang's eyes were too sharp. Outside the imperial study, only Crown Prince Shang Wuxin and the crown prince's maid Wuwei did not kneel. Shang Wuxin felt that no one was worthy of her kneeling, while Wuwei believed that she did not need to kneel to anyone except the crown prince, even if that person was the crown prince's father, the current emperor.
Emperor Shang looked at Shang Wuxin for a long time, so long that the guards kneeling on the ground had numb legs and feet, so long that the eunuchs were sweating profusely, and so long that Wuwei looked at everyone vigilantly, but there was no change in Emperor Shang and Shang Wuxin.
Emperor Shang retracted his gaze and said to Shang Wuxin, "Come in!" He did not blame Shang Wuxin for his rudeness and collision, nor did he say words of favor, which made many people confused. Was the emperor favoring the prince or still hating him?
Shang Wuxin gave Wuwei a look, then walked into the imperial study, and the door slowly closed to isolate everyone's intentional or unintentional gazes...
(End of this chapter)