Feng Yunian gritted his teeth, finally unable to hold back the wild fury in his heart.
He was just about to stand up when a soft hand pressed against his.
Feng Yunian turned his head to look at her.
He discovered that Bai Weiwei’s expression was even colder than his. She suddenly sneered: “It seems that the high priest knows zhen’s beloved consort very well.”
Leng Lianqing said dismissively: “Feng Yunian is a prince of the former dynasty. Since young, he has had a wicked and vicious heart. I know him best.”
Bai Weiwei remained bland and tepid. “How understanding.”
Leng Lianqing: “At a young age, he pushed his nanny into the lake and drowned her. At the age of five, he wanted to kill his younger sister, Feng Ling gongzhu.”
Leng Lianqing coldly spoke of crime after crime.
Feng Yunian felt as though his entire body was doused in ice-cold water and cut by a knife, one after another.
These crimes were all true.
He was not afraid of being exposed by others, but…
Would she hate him for being so vicious?
When he thought this, he felt as though a knife were being twisted in his heart.
Leng Lianqing continued: “Later, I educated him for several years. I had just corrected his cruelty, and I didn’t expect that he would strike again. As expected, lowly people with rotten innards need not be educated; they simply need to be killed.”
Feng Yunian’s face turned even paler. He pursed his thin lips, the resentment in his eyes cold enough to raise goosebumps.
“Are you finished speaking?”
Bai Weiwei’s clear voice rang.
Leng Lianqing said with complete confidence: “Your Majesty, I feel…”
Bai Weiwei was fed up. “How can you be so long-winded? Zhen originally wanted to let you say your last words since you will die, but you have no end.”
At these words, Leng Lianqing was stunned.
Feng Yunian snapped his eyes open, not daring to believe her.
Bai Weiwei hooked her lips in a cold smile. Under the candlelight, the sharp anger on her face was dazzling.
“A lowly dog. Even if you dared to bark, you dare make remarks and brazenly insult zhen’s person.”
Leng Lianqing only just spotted the murderous intent in her eyes.
Her heart tightened. “Your Majesty, those kneeling outside the palace are all your precious1 subjects. I am also one of your supporters.”
Bai Weiwei suddenly kicked out a foot.
Using her ultimate martial arts, she kicked the high priest, who flipped several times before slamming into the wall and falling to the ground.
Leng Lianqing’s internal organs were damaged, and she spat out mouthful after mouthful of blood.
Bai Weiwei then stood up and leisurely walked towards Leng Lianqing.
“Not jumping around? I wanted to keep you alive for a few more days.”
Leng Lianqing didn’t dare to believe it. “Your Majesty, do you want to throw the entire world in turmoil2?”
Bai Weiwei smiled coldly. “So what if it does? If zhen could take the world the first time, then zhen can do so the second time. What sort of thing can you be considered to be?”
Saying this, she threw out another kick.
Leng Lianqing’s remaining meridians were broken.
She stretched out her fingers. The fingertips were black with powder, and her eyes flashed with cruelty.
“Your Majesty, you dare to do this to me for the sake of a previous dynasty’s spawn?”
Bai Weiwei pressed her foot against Leng Lianqing’s face and ground against it. “Yes, ah, zhen did it just for him. Do you envy him?”
Leng Lianqing screamed as she fiercely grabbed Bai Weiwei’s ankle.
But before her fingers could touch Bai Weiwei.
A poisoned needle had already pierced her arm.
She suddenly lost all her strength.
Bai Weiwei felt a pair of hands tug on her waist, and she fell into a warm embrace.
“Your Majesty.” Feng Yunian’s voice was somewhat shaky.
She had nearly been poisoned.
Thinking of the previous scene, Feng Yunian was still in a state of shock.
Bai Weiwei smiled at him. “Let me kill this stupid, cheap-mouthed thing3 first, and then we can continue drinking.”
Feng Yunian looked at her with a complicated expression. “You don’t mind my past?”
He murdered his nanny, poisoned Feng Ling, and killed many attendants and officials.
His hands were covered in blood.
Bai Weiwei raised her eyebrows, and she couldn’t help but tease him. “I was overjoyed when you stabbed me, ne. At the time, I thought that you were so good-looking, I was willing to take a few more cuts from you.”
1: 老臣: old + subjects. 老 can also be used to express familiarity or affection, which makes more sense in this context.↩
2: 天下大乱: the whole country in rebellion, chaos, etc.; great disorder under heaven.↩
3: 嘴贱心毒: lit. Cheap mouth, poisonous heart. Mean-spirited and vicious.↩
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Feng Yunian gritted his teeth, finally unable to hold back the wild fury in his heart.
He was just about to stand up when a soft hand pressed against his.
Feng Yunian turned his head to look at her.
He discovered that Bai Weiwei’s expression was even colder than his. She suddenly sneered: “It seems that the high priest knows zhen’s beloved consort very well.”
Leng Lianqing said dismissively: “Feng Yunian is a prince of the former dynasty. Since young, he has had a wicked and vicious heart. I know him best.”
Bai Weiwei remained bland and tepid. “How understanding.”
Leng Lianqing: “At a young age, he pushed his nanny into the lake and drowned her. At the age of five, he wanted to kill his younger sister, Feng Ling gongzhu.”
Leng Lianqing coldly spoke of crime after crime.
Feng Yunian felt as though his entire body was doused in ice-cold water and cut by a knife, one after another.
These crimes were all true.
He was not afraid of being exposed by others, but…
Would she hate him for being so vicious?
When he thought this, he felt as though a knife were being twisted in his heart.
Leng Lianqing continued: “Later, I educated him for several years. I had just corrected his cruelty, and I didn’t expect that he would strike again. As expected, lowly people with rotten innards need not be educated; they simply need to be killed.”
Feng Yunian’s face turned even paler. He pursed his thin lips, the resentment in his eyes cold enough to raise goosebumps.
“Are you finished speaking?”
Bai Weiwei’s clear voice rang.
Leng Lianqing said with complete confidence: “Your Majesty, I feel…”
Bai Weiwei was fed up. “How can you be so long-winded? Zhen originally wanted to let you say your last words since you will die, but you have no end.”
At these words, Leng Lianqing was stunned.
Feng Yunian snapped his eyes open, not daring to believe her.
Bai Weiwei hooked her lips in a cold smile. Under the candlelight, the sharp anger on her face was dazzling.
“A lowly dog. Even if you dared to bark, you dare make remarks and brazenly insult zhen’s person.”
Leng Lianqing only just spotted the murderous intent in her eyes.
Her heart tightened. “Your Majesty, those kneeling outside the palace are all your precious1 subjects. I am also one of your supporters.”
Bai Weiwei suddenly kicked out a foot.
Using her ultimate martial arts, she kicked the high priest, who flipped several times before slamming into the wall and falling to the ground.
Leng Lianqing’s internal organs were damaged, and she spat out mouthful after mouthful of blood.
Bai Weiwei then stood up and leisurely walked towards Leng Lianqing.
“Not jumping around? I wanted to keep you alive for a few more days.”
Leng Lianqing didn’t dare to believe it. “Your Majesty, do you want to throw the entire world in turmoil2?”
Bai Weiwei smiled coldly. “So what if it does? If zhen could take the world the first time, then zhen can do so the second time. What sort of thing can you be considered to be?”
Saying this, she threw out another kick.
Leng Lianqing’s remaining meridians were broken.
She stretched out her fingers. The fingertips were black with powder, and her eyes flashed with cruelty.
“Your Majesty, you dare to do this to me for the sake of a previous dynasty’s spawn?”
Bai Weiwei pressed her foot against Leng Lianqing’s face and ground against it. “Yes, ah, zhen did it just for him. Do you envy him?”
Leng Lianqing screamed as she fiercely grabbed Bai Weiwei’s ankle.
But before her fingers could touch Bai Weiwei.
A poisoned needle had already pierced her arm.
She suddenly lost all her strength.
Bai Weiwei felt a pair of hands tug on her waist, and she fell into a warm embrace.
“Your Majesty.” Feng Yunian’s voice was somewhat shaky.
She had nearly been poisoned.
Thinking of the previous scene, Feng Yunian was still in a state of shock.
Bai Weiwei smiled at him. “Let me kill this stupid, cheap-mouthed thing3 first, and then we can continue drinking.”
Feng Yunian looked at her with a complicated expression. “You don’t mind my past?”
He murdered his nanny, poisoned Feng Ling, and killed many attendants and officials.
His hands were covered in blood.
Bai Weiwei raised her eyebrows, and she couldn’t help but tease him. “I was overjoyed when you stabbed me, ne. At the time, I thought that you were so good-looking, I was willing to take a few more cuts from you.”
1: 老臣: old + subjects. 老 can also be used to express familiarity or affection, which makes more sense in this context.↩
2: 天下大乱: the whole country in rebellion, chaos, etc.; great disorder under heaven.↩
3: 嘴贱心毒: lit. Cheap mouth, poisonous heart. Mean-spirited and vicious.↩
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