Chapter 1097 - 182: Divine Emperor, You’re So Beautiful Too (4 Updates)

Chapter 1097: Chapter 182: Divine Emperor, You’re So Beautiful Too (4 Updates)

"That face of yours truly is exceedingly beautiful."

Inside the great hall, a lofty, ethereal voice drifted over, now near, now far.

Mu Qingge paused, then immediately looked around.

The woman who had led her into this Divine Emperor Palace, however, at this moment quietly bent her body and withdrew.

Mu Qingge naturally saw her leaving, but paid it no mind. While distinguishing the speaker’s location and tracking it, her gaze fell upon the layers of gauze curtains ahead.

Those layers of gauze falling to the floor divided the great hall into two parts. One was where Mu Qingge stood, and the other half lay beyond the curtains.

No one knew what silk the curtains were woven from; on the surface they gave off a faint radiance, blocking the view of those outside.

Yet if one looked from within to without, one could see everything outside with utter clarity, as if those curtains did not exist at all.

Behind the gauze stood a chaise longue fit for a noble consort, upon which someone lay stretched out sideways, figure supple and enticing to the imagination. She propped her head on one hand, sleeve hanging down, revealing a section of smooth, delicate arm that seemed to exude a faint fragrance.

Behind her were quite a few maids, each attending to her appointed task.

One shook a palace fan, one held a plate of Spirit Fruit, another carried a censer. A circle of beauties surrounded her, yet even so could not steal the slightest fraction of her radiance.

The instant her gaze fell upon Mu Qingge stepping in, it suddenly brightened, and an exclamation escaped her unbidden.

By the time she realized she had lost control, it was already too late. Words of praise had long since reached Mu Qingge’s ears.

That made her gaze sink, and in her heart she thought, "This face is so beautiful that even I feel jealous of it. Fortunately, it belongs to a man. If a woman possessed such a face, it would have to be destroyed, lest it bring calamity to this Four Seas Divine Land."

She looked at Mu Qingge, and Mu Qingge, at this moment, also looked toward the gauze curtains. Their gazes met across the veil.

Li Yuan clearly saw those limpid eyes of Mu Qingge’s and couldn’t help a jolt in her heart, secretly marveling: "What a pair of clear eyes, able to see straight through a person’s heart."

But immediately afterwards, jealousy surged in her again. "I really want to gouge those eyeballs out."

Outside the curtains, Mu Qingge stood where she was, unmoving.

She looked to the gauze and had more or less guessed that the earlier remark had been spoken by Phoenix Heaven God Emperor Li Yuan. Just hearing this woman’s voice made her feel an inexplicable disgust.

Mu Qingge realized for the first time that she was being ruled by emotion, that because of Si Mo she had come to utterly loathe someone.

She knew Li Yuan was sizing her up, but her own identity was perfectly aboveboard, so she had no fear of being suspected.

Her gaze flickered slightly, and Mu Qingge inclined her head, saying, "Mu Qingge of Huan Yue Domain pays respects to Phoenix Heaven God Emperor."

"The little God Emperor of Huan Yue Domain—this Emperor has heard of you, and of late you seem quite renowned. After stirring up enough commotion in East Divine Land, South Divine Land, and West Divine Land, you’ve now come to North Divine Land?" Li Yuan’s voice sounded again.

Her tone still betrayed no trace of emotion, her manner just as lofty as ever.

Mu Qingge, however, did not mind.

A Divine Emperor, naturally, must carry a Divine Emperor’s bearing.

Of all the Divine Emperors she had seen so far, it seemed that apart from that retired old Divine Emperor of Huan Yue Domain, none were the approachable sort.

Even the Huan Yue God Emperor left one with a sense of unfathomable depth.

What did Li Yuan mean by those words?

Mu Qingge smiled and said, "I was heading for Demon Forest and merely passed through Qingluan City. I did not intend to disturb the Divine Emperor’s peace."

"You’re going to Demon Forest? Then you truly do have to pass by my Qingluan City," Li Yuan said.

By then, she had already straightened up behind the gauze curtain, sitting properly on the chaise longue. Maids stepped forward to arrange her appearance, to put on her shoes and socks.

She sat without moving, allowing those maids to fuss over her. Though she was beautiful, she seemed more a statue, devoid of human warmth.

"Did my disciples of Phoenix Heaven Domain give you a hard time?" Li Yuan asked.

Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow and replied with a smile, "They did not."

"Mm, that’s good. Otherwise, if word spread, people of the Four Seas Divine Land would all think my Phoenix Heaven Domain’s disciples know no propriety." Li Yuan spoke slowly, yet gave off a sense of deliberately affected nobility.

Mu Qingge merely smiled at these words and did not take them up.

At last, as Li Yuan’s words fell, Mu Qingge saw movement within the curtains.

Shortly afterward, two maids walked out, each taking one side and slowly drawing the gauze apart, revealing the scene within.

Mu Qingge looked straight ahead, without the slightest avoidance.

What she saw were tiers of platforms unfolding like a peacock spreading its tail. On the platforms stood many beautiful maids. But no matter how lovely they were, they could not compare to the one seated upon the platform in the noble consort’s chair.

Her brows and eyes were like a painting, her features delicate and exquisitely beautiful. To call her looks one in ten thousand would not be excessive. The slightly upswept brows added a hint of authority and dominance. Yet this was merely the result of her makeup, not something she truly possessed.

What Mu Qingge sensed was only that kind of arrogance, that feeling as though under heaven there was none more special, more noble, more pure than she.

"Li Yuan." Mu Qingge silently uttered that name, long lodged at the bottom of her heart.

She and this woman had originally no ties, no enmity.

Yet this woman had insisted on provoking Si Mo, coveting her man! Making Si Mo almost forget her... no, already forget her. Only, thankfully, Si Mo was preternaturally intelligent; though he could not remember their past, he still recognized her at a glance and clung to her!

For this alone, in Mu Qingge’s heart, even ten thousand deaths would not suffice to quell her rage.

"Mu Qingge, don’t be hasty. Now is not the best time for revenge. Don’t let impulse ruin things. Now, you know who she is, while she does not know who you are—that means you hold the advantage." Mu Qingge spoke to herself in her heart.

In just a few breaths she smoothed away every trace of killing intent toward Li Yuan, so thoroughly that no one could detect it.

In any case, she had finally seen what the woman coveting Si Mo looked like—and she had even stepped into that woman’s lair!

"You’re looking at this Emperor like that—do you find this Emperor too beautiful?" Li Yuan suddenly said.

Mu Qingge’s gaze flickered, and she curled her lips in a slight smile. "The Divine Emperor certainly is very beautiful."

The corner of Li Yuan’s mouth traced a faint smile, barely visible, seemingly very pleased with Mu Qingge’s reaction. She delighted in seeing outstanding people lost in her beauty. The more exceptional they were, the more she liked it.

"That face of yours..." Li Yuan lifted her hand, and a phantom image of it appeared out of thin air before Mu Qingge, tracing across her cheek. "For such a face to grow on a man is truly a pity."

As she spoke, Mu Qingge clearly felt a sting on her cheek.

Yet there was no actual damage.

Li Yuan lightly traced once, then withdrew her hand, looking at Mu Qingge and saying, "What a pity. If only you weren’t the little God Emperor of Huan Yue Domain."