Ji Qingwu turned back, at a loss for words. Her good mood returned as she gazed at the handsome, heroic face before her.
Ji Qingwu's eyes crinkled in a smile. "He might have a few screws loose," she said. "Let's just ignore him."
Zhao Mingyan smiled back. "Alright. We'll ignore him."
The two of them walked toward the military camp's main gate, while Chi Rui and the soldiers stood on either side with their heads bowed.
Yu Wen Tianqing stared at their retreating figures and called out, "Those who pick the Heavenly Mountain Red Lotus must sever all worldly passions! In other words, only a heartless person can obtain the red lotus. The fact that he succeeded is proof that, in his heart, he feels nothing for you!"
Hearing Yu Wen Tianqing's words, Ji Qingwu's back stiffened.
This wasn't the first time someone had told her that only a heartless person could sit on the supreme throne, that Emperor Wu Su merely doted on her but would never be truly devoted to her.
