Traveling to ancient times, with space

Chapter 75 The Old Emperor is Dead

Despite Mo Liu's threatening gaze, Su Yue still spat it out without hesitation.

This was probably the worst meal she had ever eaten since she came to this world, even worse than the wild vegetable buns she had when she first transmigrated.

Did Mo Liu put something strange into this porridge? Could it be that he deliberately tried to mess with me because I tempted him with roasted peanuts?

"Ugh... Mo Liu, you... ugh... did you put shit... ugh... in there... ugh... are you trying to murder me..." Su Yue genuinely felt that this bowl of mushy rice could be ranked number one among the most unpalatable meals.

Mo Liu was completely bewildered by Su Yue's attitude. Was the porridge he cooked really that bad?

He didn't believe it; he wanted to try it himself.

Mo Liu took the spoon away, picked up the bowl of porridge that Su Yue had drunk from, and took a big gulp of it as well.

Before he could even swallow, he covered his mouth and ran outside.

Mo Liu ran outside and vomited for a while, his face looking very pale.

He couldn't believe that the porridge he cooked was so awful, it even made Su Yue think he had added feces to it.

But I also think there's a slight resemblance.

its not right!

I noticed that other people's porridge was all the same color. It wasn't originally this color; they added some ingredients to make it this yellowish-brown.

Seeing Mo Liu's reaction, Su Yue felt a little better. She walked over to Mo Liu and patted him on the back, "I told you it was awful, but you wouldn't believe me. Look at how much you threw up... ugh..."

As he was talking, he started vomiting again.

When Mu Yuhe woke up, he saw two people squatting to one side, vomiting and arguing.

"Master, you're awake. How are you feeling?" Mo Wu quickly stepped forward to help Mu Yuhe, who was trying to sit up.

Mu Yuhe sat up with the help of the movement, looked at the two people over there, and said weakly, "I feel much better. What happened to those two?"

"Oh, it's just that Mo Liu cooked some porridge for Miss Su this morning, but she probably didn't like it and kept vomiting." Mo Wu tucked Mu Yuhe in and then brought her a cup of hot tea.

As soon as I woke up, I started traveling again, afraid that if I waited any longer, the snow would fall even harder and I wouldn't know when I would reach Kyoto.

Su Yue and her three companions walked for another two days in the wind and snow, during which they encountered two more attacks.

By the fifth day, they had encountered this six times, and each time the number of people involved increased and the situation became more severe.

I really didn't want them to come to Kyoto alive, but nothing could stop them.

As evening approached, they finally saw the gates of Kyoto and entered the city without any problems. However, just as Mu Yuhe was about to take Su Yue to the imperial city, they were stopped.

The reason is simple: the old emperor was very ill and could not bear to see outsiders.

Even the second prince was not allowed to enter, as it was said that no one was allowed to enter the city now.

Moreover, officials had not attended court for many days, and only the fifth and ninth princes remained in the palace.

There was no other way but to stay at Mu Yuhe's mansion and wait for an opportunity.

This was Su Yue's first time entering such a courtyard through the main gate. Although the entire mansion was covered in snow, it was still easy to see how magnificent the mansion was.

As soon as I entered, an old man and a group of servants came running over from the connecting corridor on one side to greet me.

"Your Highness, you're finally back! The Princess Consort will be overjoyed when she finds out," the old man said excitedly.

"Uncle Fu, is the Princess Consort alright?" Mu Yuhe looked at Uncle Fu, feeling somewhat worried.

"Alright, alright, I've been thinking about you. Come in quickly, you must be tired from your journey." Uncle Fu hurriedly welcomed Mu Yuhe into the mansion.

"And who is this?" Uncle Fu then noticed Su Yue following behind Mu Yuhe.

"This is Miss Su Yue, my friend. She'll be staying at your residence for a while. Uncle Fu, please make the arrangements," Mu Yuhe said.

"Yes, Your Highness, please rest assured. Miss Su, please come in." Uncle Fu invited Su Yue into the mansion.

Su Yue followed Uncle Fu into the mansion, enjoying the snowy courtyard along the way.

She couldn't help but marvel at how, despite being covered in snow, the mansion still exuded luxury and grandeur.

After entering the room, Uncle Fu instructed the servants to prepare hot water and food so that Su Yue could rest for a while. Su Yue nodded; she was indeed a bit tired from traveling these past few days and needed some time to sleep.

Moreover, she was able to enter the space again yesterday, so she needs to rest for a while before going in to take a look.

On the other side, Mu Yuhe immediately sent his men to the palace to find out what was going on inside.

As soon as the person sent out left, Uncle Fu welcomed someone in.

This man was none other than Zhao Huaizhen, the Minister of Revenue and the Second Prince's spy in the court.

This person must have something important to do to come here in such a heavy snowstorm.

"Greetings, Second Prince," Zhao Huaizhen said, bowing.

"No need for formalities. What brings you to me in such a hurry?" Mu Yuhe asked.

"Your Highness, His Majesty has passed away. The reason why no news has been released yet is because the Fifth Prince and the Ninth Prince have ordered a news blackout, saying only that he is seriously ill and cannot see outsiders. This news was leaked by palace spies at great risk." Zhao Huaizhen said in a low voice.

Mu Yuhe was shocked, then in disbelief, "When did Father Emperor pass away? My fifth and ninth brothers are truly remarkable!"

Zhao Huaizhen leaned close to Mu Yuhe's ear and whispered, "I heard that three days ago, the Fifth Prince and the Ninth Prince sealed off the palace gates and prohibited entry and exit that day. Some people found out that it might have been the Fifth Prince who did it."

"How could this be..." Mu Yuhe's eyes widened. "Father loves Fifth Brother the most. How could he do such a thing!"

"The current situation is extremely unfavorable for Your Highness. I only came to inform you after my men reported that Your Highness was being held back outside the palace gates." Zhao Huaizhen sighed. "Your Highness, what should we do now?"

Mu Yuhe remained silent for a moment, his heart filled with unbearable grief.

“Now that the Fifth Prince and the Ninth Prince are all in control, it might not be appropriate for Your Highness to return at this time…” Zhao Huaizhen said worriedly.

"Why is this happening? I have already found a little immortal who can cure Father, and I have already expressed that I am not interested in that position, but Fifth Brother still wants to take that step."

Mu Yuhe's eyes were filled with sorrow. "Father always doted on him the most. All of us brothers were sent out to other places, but he was the only one who could stay in the capital. Even my eldest brother died on the frontier. Father would have left that position to him sooner or later. Why couldn't he have waited for me a little longer?"

"I want to go to the palace." Mu Yuhe put away the sadness on her face, stood up, and said firmly.

"But Your Highness, it might be dangerous for you to go in so rashly," Zhao Huaizhen quickly advised.

"I have to go, even if it's dangerous, I can't back down." Mu Yuhe's eyes were resolute.

Zhao Huaizhen knew he couldn't persuade Mu Yuhe to change his mind, so he could only nod.

Mu Yuhe straightened his clothes and headed towards the palace with a few trusted confidants. He knew he would be stopped outside the palace, but he still wanted to go.