nycdaug Chapter 111: A dispensable existence?
Chapter 111: A dispensable existence?
The backs of the swords made of cold iron gleamed with a chilling light, and the coldness of blood mingled with the sounds of fighting, echoing in waves throughout the court.
Qianqian was slashed by the guards and covered in blood, collapsing unsteadily into a pool of blood.
Emperor Qing Tingyu sat on the dragon throne on the high platform, leisurely holding a folk tale book, reading it with great interest!
Once the fighting below had completely subsided, he finally spared his gaze and said, "Stop! Don't dirty my place!"
A chilling voice, carried on the gentle breeze fanned by the imperial maids on either side, slowly drifted from the high platform: "Is he dead?!"
The Emperor, dressed in a white robe and barefoot, lifted the obstructing curtain and chuckled with each step.
"Your subjects pay homage to Your Majesty!"
"This wicked subject has been executed, may Your Majesty be at peace!!" The leader, Gua Ge, knelt on the blood-soaked ground, his voice trembling.
"Hmm! Move aside, let me take a good look at whether you lowly commoners are truly dead yet?!"
Qing Tingyu pushed the crowd around the corpse away and then eagerly walked to the center of the crowd.
"Tsk tsk tsk~ Not quite dead yet~!"
Qing Tingyu crouched down, raised her hand to pat Qianqianluo's dirty face, which was obscured by dirt, and then pulled up her right hand, which still had a pulse.
"Your Highness, Your Highness!!" Qianqianluo struggled to pull her right hand, which was being tightly gripped, while blood continued to flow from her mouth.
Sensing the woman's withdrawal and resistance, Qing Tingyu subconsciously raised his hand and slapped the person beneath him.
"This is outrageous!!"
"You've been in my bed for so many years!"
"You've been my concubine for so many years!!"
"How come you still haven't learned a single thing about manners?!"
"Luo'er, how could you despise me so much?!"
Qing Tingyu tightened his grip, stepped forward to help her up, and then pulled her into his arms.
Qianqianluo had known for a long time that the current emperor was wearing a white robe;
Now, he's holding her, covered in dirty blood. She really doesn't understand the point of Qing Tingyu wearing a white robe!
"Your Highness, I... I remember I only traveled to ancient times to work!"
"No, it wasn't sold to His Highness the Crown Prince!!"
Qianqian took out the small knife hidden in her left sleeve and swiftly stabbed it into the artery in her neck!
Qing Tingyu was lost in the intimacy with her, and Qianqianluo's gentle voice, warm with her breath, sprayed against the back of his ear, making him lose his senses!
Only when a jet of blood splattered on his face and the exclamations of his guards came did he snap out of his pretense of reassurance.
"My Emperor!!"
"General Luo, General Luo has committed suicide!!" The guards knelt beside him, reminding the emperor in muffled voices as he gasped for breath and was about to undress.
After listening to the guards' words, Qing Tingyu calmed down from his burning desire.
His expression remained cold and indifferent; he merely turned the person in his arms over and said calmly, "How can you abandon even your own son?!"
"Hahaha, is it because I didn't give birth to enough children? That I couldn't keep you lowly commoners under control?!"
"Or is it?! Are you lowly commoners truly heartless and ungrateful?! You can even abandon your own son?!"
"Hmm?! Very well? I will have your sons buried with you! So they won't get in my way!"
"Hahaha, you self-righteous bastard!!"
"You bitch!!!"
His Highness the Crown Prince shouted angrily, repeatedly calling her a vile woman, successfully waking Qianqian, who was fast asleep in the corner of the bed.
Qianqian scratched her head awkwardly and got up, completely bewildered.
She stared at Qing Tingyu, who was crying and wailing on the bed, looking utterly aggrieved.
"What?! Did you eat too much shit? Are you so happy you're crying?!" Qianqian muttered her own guess.
His Highness the Crown Prince opened his eyes as she muttered to herself.
This was the second time Qianqianluo had seen the little tyrant cry;
The little tyrant's red eyes, blurred by tears, shimmered with a soft light, like warm, lustrous rubies, making him incredibly adorable!
Qianqian looked at the child, who was much younger than her, who was curled up in the corner of the tatami mat;
Qing Tingyu covered her head, only revealing a pair of red eyes, which looked at her with a mixture of surprise and resentment.
Her delicate and pitiful appearance set off alarm bells in Qianqianluo's heart.
"Wow, this little tyrant actually knows how to use the 'gentle embrace' trick?!"
She wouldn't fall for it, because she was going to meet His Highness the Crown Prince!
"Hahaha, Your Highness the Crown Prince..."
"roll!!!"
Well! In the end, she neither fell for the trick nor got close to His Highness the Crown Prince, and was kicked out of the inner palace!
Qianqian, still suffering from lingering illness, wandered thoughtfully through the East Palace, which was adorned with white banners and lanterns.
"You see! His Highness still cares about me!"
"I was only unconscious for half a month, why make such a big fuss? It's embarrassing for them!"
Qianqian landed outside Tingyu Palace, thinking about the domineering CEO novels she had read when she was young and had matured!
After the female lead dies, the male lead suddenly realizes his mistakes and embarks on a series of dramatic pursuits to win her back!
Tsk tsk tsk, look at that! That big white lantern, that white banner!
A dog can develop a bond with its owner after three years!
Besides, I'm a human being!
When people spend time together for many years, won't some feelings inevitably develop?
The imperial maid Zhi'er, who came to serve His Highness the Crown Prince, led a group of palace maids and saw General Luo laughing like a fool from afar, waving a white banner as if he had gone mad!
"General Luo!!!"
Zhi'er spoke loudly, carrying the python robe for His Highness the Crown Prince to change into, and walked lightly toward Qianqianluo.
The palace maids behind Zhi'er also had their own thoughts, their gazes seemingly casually observing General Luo, who had entered the Crown Prince's bedchamber.
She really is a fairy!
The palace maids exchanged glances and unanimously decided that it was this bewitching beauty who had bewitched His Highness the Crown Prince and made him his plaything!
Zhi'er naturally knew what the palace maids behind her were thinking. She raised a mocking smile, but pretended to be as graceful as a willow in the breeze.
"General Luo is safe!!"
"This is a white banner that the Crown Prince used to pray for the Empress's well-being. General Luo, don't overthink it and needlessly upset yourself!"
Zhi'er shattered Qianqianluo's fantasy, which also drew jeers from the palace maids behind her.
Palace Maid #1: "Yes~ This is the white banner that His Highness the Crown Prince prepared for Her Majesty the Empress!"
"Don't get the wrong idea, haha~ You'll just make a fool of yourself for no reason!!"
Palace Maid #2: "That's right! Don't think that just because you've slept with the Crown Prince, you'll be the apple of his eye!"
Palace Maid Number Three: "Hahaha, I think General Luo has been ill for over half a month; he might have injured his head?!"
Zhi'er felt incredibly pleased as she listened to the various taunts behind her!
"Yes! This lowly commoner does indeed harbor delusions, and is completely infatuated with His Highness the Crown Prince!!"
"If I could, I'd like to have a child!!"
"I want a child that I can nurture together with His Highness the Crown Prince!!"
"As you all know, the lowest caste leave their hometown at a young age!!"
"This lowly commoner, this lowly commoner only has His Highness the Crown Prince, sob~"
"Waaaaah~!!!"