Ruling over the Court Arc
Abandoned Empress 08
“In advance, let’s congratulate you, Master Qu, on your promotion. His Majesty has said that you have won his heart, and with your abilities, it won’t be a problem for you to move up.”
Qiu Peizhen’s words were not sarcasm but a sincere congratulation.
“I should be the one congratulating you first, Huaicheng. This time, when you go to Jiangnan, you must be extra careful. I’ve heard that the bandits there are fierce, and the local officials don’t do their job properly. You will definitely have to worry about it.”
“Worrying for His Majesty is our duty.”
“That’s true.”
Qu Zhi’an echoed while sighing in her heart.
As expected by Xin Lan, within three days, the Left Minister was released from prison.
The disciples of the Left Minister, as well as those who were on the same boat as him, submitted daily petitions, kneeling and pleading, arguing that the Emperor should not slander a loyal minister. This infuriated the Emperor, who threw the memorials in his study in anger, but ultimately gritted his teeth and released the Left Minister.
This major action not only reinforced the Emperor’s determination but also made him realize how many people in the court were aligned with the Left Minister.
He made a note of each of them, waiting to remove them in the future.
On the surface, they seemed to be living peaceful days without any disturbances, but underneath, it was far from calm.
Xin Lan’s herbal medicine shop had been successfully taken over by Ah Rou. One of the pharmacists who used to work at the shop stayed behind and guarded it together with Ah Rou.
Ah Rou was working hard to familiarize herself with the business, while Qu Zhi’an was always there to offer guidance, and she learned a lot.
Xin Lan told her what supplies she needed, and Ah Rou went out to purchase them for her.
Late July arrived, with the peak of summer heat.
The weather was becoming increasingly hot and stifling, and even the Cold Palace wasn’t necessarily much cooler.
The situation in the imperial harem had returned to its previous state, except that the Empress had been replaced, and Concubine Man had been deposed. Now, the palace was in a delicate balance, with the faction of the new Empress appearing slightly weaker.
Everyone had grown accustomed to Concubine Man’s disappearance. After all, the downfall of a deposed Empress happened in an instant, just like it did for Concubine Man.
Xin Lan was truly living a peaceful life. It felt as if this place had been forgotten, as if no turmoil could reach here.
However, the more this was the case, the more she became suspicious.
She had been waiting, waiting for the Emperor to make a move again, but the Emperor had yet to act.
Could it be that he truly had such a change of heart and let her go?
Was he not planning to torment her further, but rather intending to let her wither away in this place?
Xin Lan felt that it was unlikely, given Wu Yanqing’s character.
One night, after being awakened by Zero Nine, she knew that old habits die hard, and Wu Yanqing would never let her off the hook.
Her eyes held suppressed anger, and her face grew gloomy.
Since arriving in this mission world, she didn’t know how many times she had been awakened at night. If it had been something urgent, she would have understood, but this time it wasn’t.
A wave of smoke drifted in, and Xin Lan held her breath, pretending to be affected and dazed by the smoke.
Someone quietly pushed open the door and entered. There was no movement outside the room, and Xin Lan thought that Chun Yue might have fallen victim to it as well.
It was a man who stealthily approached her bedside, reaching out to undress her.
Xin Lan opened her eyes, appearing “startled and panicked,” and hurled the pillow towards the man.
She exerted considerable force, and coupled with the fact that the pillow wasn’t a soft one filled with cotton, it knocked the man unconscious in one strike.
Xin Lan got up and stuffed the man under her bed.
Zero Nine: Host, the Emperor is here, at the door.
Xin Lan stood up, dusted off the dirt from her body, her brows and eyes carrying a sense of suppressed emotions.
Is this Emperor sick? Does he have a particular fondness for being cuckolded by others? Now he’s so impatient to catch someone in the act?
He truly deserves to be cuckolded by Concubine Man. Such a person should have his lineage severed.
Using such filthy methods not just once, but twice!
The first time, at least it was a woman, but this time he brought a man, and with one reach of his hand, he aimed for her chest.
Xin Lan was furious. She was already angry at being awakened, and this disgusting act made her even angrier.
She could hardly restrain her volatile heart, wishing she could just beat up the Emperor right now to vent her anger.
Wu Yanqing only brought Mei An with him. He said he wanted to get some fresh air, and coincidentally, he ended up at the entrance of the Jade Moon Palace.
“Come to think of it, it’s been a while since I last saw her. I wonder if she truly repents here,” sighed Wu Yanqing, though his eyes held a slight hint of amusement.
“It should be so, but should this servant knock on the door, Master?”
Mei An didn’t understand why her master was in such a good mood tonight and wanted to visit this person in the Cold Palace. However, if her master was willing, Mei An would oblige.
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Wu Yanqing nodded, and Mei An stepped forward to knock on the door.
After two knocks with no response, she tried pushing the door, and it swung open in the next moment.
Xin Lan had a pair of dark and gloomy eyes, with hardly any pleasant expression on her face.
She remembered clearly that Chun Yue had locked the main door before she fell asleep. Who knew how this person had entered and even deliberately opened the door?
She had to exert all her efforts to restrain her fury, so as not to throw punches at Wu Yanqing as soon as he entered.
So, he liked being cuckolded, huh? Then she wished him a lifetime of being cuckolded.
When Wu Yanqing pushed open the door, he didn’t see the scene he had imagined. Instead, he saw Xin Lan sitting on the bed in her undergarments, staring straight at him.
In that instant, he almost couldn’t maintain his composure. Looking at Xin Lan’s expression, it seemed as if she knew everything.
“The Emperor has quite the leisure to visit my Jade Moon Palace at such a late hour.”
Wu Yanqing felt somewhat dumbfounded and managed to hold his tongue to utter a sentence to test the reaction of his former wife.
Being stared at by those dark eyes, he inexplicably felt the urge to flee.
Come to think of it, it had been a long time since he had really looked at this face.
“Now that I’ve seen it, you may leave.”
Xin Lan suppressed her anger, finding it difficult to feign a pleasant expression, so she appeared somewhat numb.
Wu Yanqing remembered his previous arrangement and for some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to meet those eyes. He nodded hastily and hurriedly left.
At the moment he stepped out of the door, he became somewhat puzzled as to why the person he had arranged wasn’t there.
He turned back, only to meet those eyes again, which held a mocking expression as if they saw through everything.
Wu Yanqing’s emotions were complicated, and a rare feeling of regret arose in his heart.
He had wanted Xin Lan to suffer a humiliating and undignified death here, but when he witnessed it with his own eyes, he suddenly felt a twinge of mercy.
Actually, she wasn’t entirely wrong, Wu Yanqing understood in his heart.
At the beginning, he did have some genuine feelings towards her. But now, it was all the fault of the Xin family for bringing this upon themselves.
If Xin Lan could hear his thoughts at this moment, she would probably let out a cold laugh.
Some genuine feelings?
Did some genuine feelings justify him giving her sterilization drugs in the first year of their marriage?
What disgusting kind of genuine feelings is this?
Xin Lan sat on the bed and dragged the man out from under it.
She kicked him awake, startling him. He remembered his mission and made a move to force himself on her.
Xin Lan stepped on his chest, pressing him down firmly.
“I don’t know how you got in here, but you should know who I am. Even if I’m a deposed Empress, I’m not someone you lowly people can demean.”
Xin Lan shifted her foot, and the man tried to grab hold of her leg but was harshly kicked in the groin by Xin Lan, emitting a muffled groan as he curled up in pain.
“If you enjoy entering and leaving the palace at will so much, why not become a eunuch and be done with it.”
Xin Lan applied more force with her foot, and her fists clenched tightly, making a creaking sound.
“Mercy, Your Highness, have mercy.”
The man, dressed as a palace guard, pleaded while his face turned incredibly dark. He attempted to grab Xin Lan’s leg to counterattack, but she seized his hair and slammed his head into the bedpost, rendering him unconscious.
Xin Lan stood up, dragging him and throwing him at the entrance of the Jade Moon Palace, then continued walking, tossing him not far away.
If it weren’t for fear that his disappearance would alert the Emperor, she would have killed him long ago.
Turning around, Xin Lan closed the bolt on the gate of the Jade Moon Palace. Chun Yue was still lying on the bed, seemingly safe, so Xin Lan didn’t wake her up.
She sat on the bed, waiting for the opportune moment.
Zero Nine didn’t dare to talk to her at all. The host’s mood was already bad, and this would only escalate matters to a deadly level.
After about half an hour, Zero Nine spoke up, saying that the Emperor had fallen asleep.
Xin Lan stood up and leaped onto the roof, heading towards her destination.
The first time she didn’t hold him accountable, but this time, even if she couldn’t quickly pull him down from his position above, she had to let off some steam.
In his light sleep, Wu Yanqing sensed someone approaching.
He immediately opened his eyes in alertness, only to find himself unable to move. He was turned over and lay on his side facing the wall.
He was about to angrily rebuke, but then he realized he couldn’t speak.
He was greatly shocked and widened his eyes.
If it was an assassin sent to kill him, he would almost certainly lose his life.
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However, the person behind him remained silent, exuding a chilling aura.
Wu Yanqing couldn’t open his mouth, let alone plead for mercy or call for help.
Actually, Xin Lan wanted to see him terrified and desperate, but she couldn’t let Wu Yanqing see her face, so she had to give up.
“It seems the imperial palace is nothing special.”
She deliberately altered her voice to sound hoarse and strange, like a peculiar old man.
Wu Yanqing thought the same way. He stared at the wall, feeling a strong sense of resentment.
As the most esteemed person in the world, how could he allow others to insult him so brazenly?
“I wonder how it feels to be an Emperor. It must be quite exhilarating.”
Xin Lan said with a low laugh, as she used the dagger in her hand to cut open Wu Yanqing’s thin inner garment.
A large patch of skin was exposed, and Xin Lan then stabbed the dagger into Wu Yanqing’s back and pulled it out. His already stiff body became even more rigid due to the sharp pain.
“I wonder what it would be like to peel off this human skin. I haven’t yet collected a set of Emperor’s skin for my collection. It would be perfect.”
Xin Lan said in a coarse, hoarse voice, elongating her words with a hint of wickedness and sharpness, fully embracing the persona of a villain.
Wu Yanqing was frustrated that he couldn’t speak, as doing so would surely alert someone to come in and capture this ignorant man, subjecting him to all kinds of torture.
He was not calm either. If his skin were really peeled off and he died because of it, then all his years of planning would have been in vain.
Xin Lan wasn’t just speaking casually; she genuinely wanted to rip out this man’s heart and liver. However, the time had not yet come.
These scumbags should be grateful for the mercy of this mission. They needed to be humiliated before she could strike. Otherwise, she would have killed him the moment she arrived.
Blood seeped from the wound on Wu Yanqing’s back. Xin Lan didn’t continue cutting; instead, she dipped the tip of the knife in the blood and wrote the common language of the Wu Kingdom on his back.
Wu Yanqing’s body became even more sensitive to pain, and after that person behind him performed what seemed like a painting action, he mentally traced the marks left by the blade. The content that took shape in his mind almost made him turn pale with anger.
“Was here?”
This person truly dared!
Utterly audacious!
Xin Lan couldn’t see Wu Yanqing’s reaction and found it somewhat dull to torment someone without witnessing their response.
So she planned to let Wu Yanqing participate on his own. She had a brilliant idea that would make him unforgettable for a lifetime.
“You seem to enjoy having others do things to people, don’t you? Well, now you can experience it firsthand.”
Xin Lan’s blade pressed against an indescribable area.
“If I slip up, you might just become a eunuch. That would be quite interesting. You haven’t had any children yet, right? Could it be that you’re already impotent?”
There was a playful tone in her hoarse voice, and Wu Yanqing’s face turned pale and green.
He had to kill this person!
“Since you’re just a useless decoration, there’s no need for your existence.”
The blade made a gentle stroke, and Wu Yanqing was so nervous that he almost fainted.
Xin Lan sensed the tension in his skin and revealed a smile of enjoyment.
Even this dog knows fear.
She used the tip of the blade to open Wu Yanqing’s waistband, and when his skin was exposed, she had Zero Nine apply a mosaic to herself.
She didn’t want to lay eyes on this trashy body, lest it hurt her eyes.
The mosaic function was quite useful. In the next instant, the scene before her was no longer something she didn’t want to see but a large blurry mosaic.
She could still discern which part was which through the mosaic. She sheathed the knife, and Xin Lan directly stabbed Wu Yanqing with the pointed end.
Wu Yanqing’s eyes were bloodshot, and his body trembled incessantly.
This person actually dares!
If he finds out who this person is, he would chop him up and feed him to the dogs!
There was no way Xin Lan would show any mercy. She inflicted painful retaliatory measures on Wu Yanqing.
Xin Lan couldn’t see, but the mosaic protection brought her great pleasure. The knife in her hand pushed deeper and deeper.
She derived great satisfaction from exerting physical pressure on someone’s body.
How can one let go of the pent-up anger without giving this kind of person a good beating?
Treating someone in the same way they treat others is the most satisfying method.
If Xin Lan wasn’t afraid of exposing herself, she would have tied up this person and thrown him into a place where no one could see.
Let this lofty Emperor taste what it’s like to have no dignity.
Let’s see if he dares to use such means to falsely accuse others again. Once is not enough, there might be a second time. This time, she managed to avoid it, but who knows what malicious tricks he will come up with next.
The more Xin Lan thought about it, the angrier she became, and her restless and irritable state grew.
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That small dagger had already been completely plunged into Wu Yanqing’s body.
Wu Yanqing’s face was twisted and pale, with sweat dripping from his forehead, and his clothes were soaked.
Xin Lan felt a sense of satisfaction and mocked Wu Yanqing.
“It seems that the Emperor’s body is no better than those people in the dark alleys. If this appearance were to be exposed, I’m afraid it would be devoured, not even leaving a speck of bone residue. Others would probably praise you, Your Majesty, for being an extraordinary person who surpasses the rest, even in becoming a bottom dweller.”
She intentionally disgusted Wu Yanqing. After all, he had come to disturb her in the middle of the night.
Wu Yanqing was on the verge of passing out from anger, cursing fiercely in his mind at the person behind him. All his resentful curses were directed at that person.
Xin Lan grabbed the Emperor’s hand and forced him to use his own fingers to push the handle of the dagger, which was still partially outside his body, further inside. She also took the opportunity to insert one of his own fingers alongside it.
A tremendous humiliation!
Xin Lan held her arms, disgust evident on her face, as she withdrew her hand.
Fortunately, she didn’t touch him. Just the thought of it made her feel nauseous.
A cold smile appeared on her face. This was just a small punishment for now. When Wu Yanqing had nothing left, he would experience true suffering.
This kind of person didn’t deserve any sympathy. If he had the ability, he should have targeted the Xin family or the Prime Minister instead.
He kept causing trouble for the original owner and even attempted to harm her. What kind of man is he? What kind of ability does he have?
There are a thousand types of people, but there are always some who are unworthy of being called human.
Wu Yanqing suffered a dual blow to his body and mind, causing him to lose consciousness from the overwhelming frustration.
With nothing else to use and not wanting to touch Wu Yanqing with her hands, Xin Lan decided to push his fingers a little further into his body. When Zero Nine’s censoring reached a more severe extent, she clapped her hands under the eaves and quietly departed, covering her tracks with roof tiles.
Feels good.
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