The Cold King and His Spoilt Wife: His Genius Consort Is Breathtaking

Chapter 53: Human-shaped Fortune Cat

Xia Muqing sneered and was about to walk around Xia Chuxing.

When Xia Chuxing finally reacted, embarrassment flashed across her eyes. She wanted to pull Xia Muqing again as she raised her voice. “No, you have to go back with me today.”

Xia Muqing waved her hand, and white powder landed on Xia Chuxing’s body.

Xia Chuxing’s hand was raised high in mid-air and she couldn’t move.

Her pose looked as though she was a waiter beckoning customers.

Xia Muqing beckoned for a waiter and said, “This is the second young mistress of the Xia family, Xia Chuxing. She wants to recruit business for your teahouse. Ignore her.”

She then said to the servants behind Xia Chuxing, “All of you had better not touch her within six hours. Otherwise, she will die from bleeding all over her body. Don’t blame me for not warning you.”

The servants were shocked by her words and quickly took a step back to maintain a safe distance from Xia Chuxing.

Xia Chuxing could only move her eyes as she stared intently at Xia Muqing.

Xia Muqing smiled at her and waved goodbye in high spirits.

When she went out, the two men had disappeared.

Xia Muqing had no choice but to return to the King Zhennan’s residence in disappointment.

As soon as she returned to the residence, she was summoned by Ye Qingxuan’s men.

It was time for the acupuncture treatment.

Walking to his bedroom, she heard a delicate cry.

The voice was a little familiar. Thinking back carefully, it was the voice of the woman who was bathing in the room that the black eagle had seen that day.

She stood awkwardly on the spot, wondering if she should enter.

The guards at the door completely ignored her awkwardness and opened the door, gesturing for her to enter.

Since they were all so open, Xia Muqing walked in without a change in expression.

Before entering, she was worried if she would see any passionate scenes. After entering, she realized that she had misunderstood.

Ye Qingxuan sat in a wheelchair, holding a teacup in his hand. No one knew what he was thinking. The beauty sat on a stool beside him and… was counting the tea leaves for him.

She had cried out because her hand had been poked by the tea leaves.

A strange glint flashed across Xia Muqing’s eyes when she saw that.

A beauty who was as beautiful as a flower, was right in front of him, and he actually made her count the tea leaves.

Could there be something wrong with Ye Qingxuan? Could the poison have worsened the other parts of his body?

Ye Qingxuan didn’t understand the meaning behind her gaze, but he knew that it wasn’t anything good.

Who knew what this woman was up to again.

He raised his hand to signal the woman to leave. The woman bowed unwillingly and walked past Xia Muqing, deliberately bumping into her.

Xia Muqing naturally wouldn’t let her have her way. She moved her body slightly and the woman fell to the ground.

The woman glared at Xia Muqing angrily and turned to Ye Qingxuan. She whined, “Your Highness! Why is this sister so unruly?”

She had assumed that Xia Muqing was a woman who wanted to marry into the royal residence.

Ye Qingxuan had no intention of interfering and surveyed Xia Muqing with interest.

Xia Muqing licked her lips and asked in confusion, “Who’s your sister?”

At this moment, the woman had already been helped up by the servants. She glanced at Xia Muqing gracefully and said, “If you enter the king’s manor in the future, you’ll be ranked behind me. If you’re not a sister, what are you?”

Xia Muqing looked at Ye Qingxuan and conveyed a message with her eyes. ‘Take care of your own woman.’

Ye Qingxuan shrugged his shoulders, expressing his helplessness.

Xia Muqing snorted coldly. “I’ll leave Your Highness to you ladies. I don’t have the fortune to enjoy it. I can’t shoulder the responsibility if I accidentally knocked into such a precious gem.”

Ye Qingxuan’s expression darkened.

The woman was a little stunned. She didn’t believe that Xia Muqing would dare to speak like that.

Xia Muqing’s evilness was piqued. She reached out and hooked the woman’s chin. She moved her red lips and asked, “What’s your name?”

The woman was a little confused and replied, “Tian Meng.”