It was also fortunate that Little Nine was the Ninth Emperor. If it were any ordinary woman, she might not be able to keep herself safe in this storm…
***
After leaving the palace, Mu Yi ran straight to the courtyard where the Ninth Emperor lived.
He was out of breath, and his face was all sweaty.
But…
He stopped in front of the gate, hesitating.
He put his hand on the gate but then withdrew it.
He had previously done countless things to hurt Little Nine, and now, he wanted to ask for her forgiveness. He was afraid…
She might not forgive him either.
However, Qingya’s life was already in her hands. Even if Mu Yi was reluctant, he finally raised his hand and opened the gate.
It was quiet.
However, Mu Yi did not dare to enter without permission. After all, when he entered before, he fell into the formation, and it took a long time to come out.
There was no time to wait.
Therefore, he could not waste a single moment. Otherwise, Qingya would be in danger.
“Little Nine…”
Mu Yi finally took a few steps back and stood right in the doorway. His voice was filled with grief and pain, and he spoke in a fatherly way.
“I know you are still angry with me. You do not forgive me for not listening to you. Not to mention that I married another person who caused you to run away from home for years…
“No matter how angry you are, I am always your father. The same blood still runs in both our veins. Can you bear to ignore it?
“I know Qingya was too much this time. But she has been punished, so, please… Can you spare her life? You can remove her strength or throw her out, or even exile her to the savage land, but I beg you, please spare her life…”
He stroked his robe and knelt.
A father kneeling to his daughter would have been too much for this world to see.
The sky was clear, without any thunder roar.
Mu Yi’s eyes filled with deep pain.
However, the answer to him was only silence.
Silence… As if nothing had happened.
“Please, spare her a life…”
No matter what, as long as Mu Qingya was still alive, then there was hope.
But if she died…
There would be nothing left…
Even if she were sent to the savage land, with Qingya’s intelligence, she would definitely find a way to survive!
It was better than dying in this place.
Creak…
The gate was finally opened.
Mu Yi’s eyes flashed with joy, and he raised his head.
After seeing the girl standing in the doorway, his eyes darkened again.
It was not Little Nine. That girl…
She had refused to see him after all…
Mu Yi smiled bitterly, and his heart was cold.
His entire body was a little stiff, but he kept kneeling on the ground and did not move.
Standing at the door was Dongfang Yu. She looked at Mu Yi kneeling on the ground and frowned. She was a little dissatisfied with his behavior and hummed. “You must leave. She doesn’t want to see you.”
Mu Yi kowtowed hard.
Fresh blood flowed from his forehead, causing Dongfang Yu to frown again.
“Please, let me see her. Just one glance…”
If Little Nine did not help him, then no one could save Qingya.
Mu Qingya was his only daughter.
They had lived together for so many years. How could he not be heartbroken…
