I'm competing with the male lead for a woman[GL]

Chapter 171: But what did it matter?

Xiao Jin looked at Chu Shao without responding to her words. Because she didn't know if she would leave or how to leave at this point.

The cold snow was still falling.

Chu Shao looked at the thin prisoner's clothes on Xiao Jin and intended to take off her own ceremonial gown to cover her.

Just as she touched the collar, she felt the cold and dampness of blood.

So Chu Shao stood up, surveyed the various faces around her. In the end, she was reluctant to let Xiao Jin wear someone else's clothes.

She said to the eunuch beside her, "Go to the sleeping hall and bring the silver fox cape."

The eunuch, trembling at the expression on Chu Shao's face, nodded repeatedly and quickly ran off.

No word was spoken by the new Empress, so even if the noble ministers wanted to leave, they didn't dare to.

Kneeling in the icy and snowy weather, the surroundings were eerily quiet. No one stood up, and no one dared to speak, fearing that Chu Shao's sword would be aimed at them in the next moment.

The most esteemed people of Yao Country knelt here, waiting for the eunuch to bring clothes for the enemy country's prisoner.

If it were in the past, the nobles would have sneered at such a sight, thinking that even if it were a legendary tale, it wouldn't be so absurd.

Now, they witnessed nothing but complete silence.

The eunuch was afraid of the nobles waiting for too long and losing face. He was also afraid of the Empress waiting for too long and drawing his sword to kill him.

That's why he ran very fast. One could say that he had never run so fast in his entire life.

Kneeling on the ground, he presented the silver fox cape embroidered with white jin to Chu Shao.

His lips trembled, and his hands shook like a sieve.

Chu Shao accepted the silk handkerchief handed to her by a palace maid, wiped the blood off her hands, and then unfolded the cape, gently draping it over Xiao Jin's shoulders.

With extreme caution, she took a few steps closer and squatted down, raising her hand to fasten the ribbon of the cape collar on the wheelchair-bound person.

The more gentle and delicate Chu Shao's movements were, the wider the eyes of the kneeling nobles became.

Before they could take another glance at this bizarre scene, which seemed like a dream, the beautiful yet ruthless monarch turned her head and smiled at them.

"You are not allowed to look."

"If you look again, gouge your own eyes out."

If someone else had said this, the nobles would have probably thought it was a playful remark with a touch of reprimand.

But it was Chu Shao who said it.

Therefore, the nobles didn't doubt for a moment that this monarch truly wanted them to gouge their own eyes out.

So they closed their eyes, lowered their heads, and didn't dare to take another glimpse.

Chu Shao didn't like the wheelchair stained with blood and coldness, so she reached out and gently lifted the person from the wheelchair.

She was so light, even lighter than before.

Standing in the drifting sunlight, holding the person tightly in her arms, Chu Shao walked past the kneeling subjects, stepping through the falling snow of Yao Country.