Murong Chen's face suddenly darkened. He knew that the tyrant was arrogant, but he did not know that the tyrant had become so arrogant.

It took me a while to calm down from my anger. I realized that since we've already broken off all pretense, there's no need to pretend anymore.

He was furious and cursed, "Ji Yan! You beast born of incest between father and daughter, I feel disgusted just listening to you. I even threw up my dinner from last night. You dare to point fingers at my Liang Kingdom? Your child is worse than a pig or a dog. He deserves to die, but you deserve it even more!"

Murong Chen had been tormented for the past few days, and his heart was filled with resentment, so he cursed with great satisfaction.

If his legs hadn't been severed, he would have jumped up and cursed the heavens: "You beast in human skin, you've been an emperor for a few years, and you actually think you're human? Bah! Tell me, tell me just how filthy and disgusting the blood flowing in your veins is, I don't even know whether to call you mother and grandfather, or sister and father!"

Ji Yan had heard this kind of talk hundreds and thousands of times. To put it bluntly, if he were to curse her, it would be even more vicious than if Murong Chen had cursed her.

However, since he ascended the throne, few people have dared to insult him to his face. The few brave souls who dared to speak up are now buried with grass three meters high on their graves.

The Dragon Shadow Guard immediately stepped forward, intending to dislocate Murong Chen's jaw, but Ji Yan raised her hand to stop her.

His beautiful eyes narrowed as he looked at Murong Chen, a hint of excitement flashing across his face: "Continue, come on, continue, keep cursing."

It would be best to scold him until he's more clear-headed, so he doesn't keep trying to have unrealistic fantasies.

Seeing this, Murong Chen gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly, "He really is a madman."

Since the madman had this need, he was determined to give him a good scolding, and sneered, "I know you're as thick as a rock and don't care about these things at all."

Ji Yan raised an eyebrow and said, "Hmm, not bad."

Murong snorted, "But have you ever thought about your little empress? She could have lived a peaceful and happy life, but because of your affair, she became a beast's woman. The world hopes you die a horrible death, and they also hope she suffers a terrible fate. She shouldn't have to endure all of this. It's all because of you! It's all your fault!"

Ji Yan's eyes suddenly darkened.

Murong Chen keenly noticed the tyrant's change and became even more agitated, his eyes bulging and filled with red blood vessels.

"When you were a child, you caused your mother to be despised by the world. The most noble princess of the Great Yan lived a life worse than a pig or a dog. Now that you're grown up, you will not only harm the people, but you will also harm your women. Ji Yan, Ji Yan, anyone or anything in this world that has even the slightest connection with you is destined to have a bad end!"

“How can a beast be worthy of pursuing love and care? A beast is destined to have nothing and can only die. You should not have lived in this world, Ji Yan! You should have died long ago.”

Murong Chen's limbs were firmly locked, but he still struggled to get closer to Ji Yan. The chains rattled, and he said with a ferocious expression, "Only your death can be the best salvation for your little empress."

Wang Fu, who rushed to the prison without stopping, heard this sentence as soon as he arrived at the door.

He watched as the tyrant's gloomy expression gradually turned agitated, and thought to himself, "Oh no, oh no."

Wang Fu never expected that Murong Chen, this weak stud, could be just as crazy as his own emperor. His hidden illness was indeed a sign of mental abnormality.

He immediately rolled up his sleeves, ran over, holding a handkerchief, determined to shut Murong Chen's foul mouth.

Unexpectedly, Wang Fu suddenly felt his belt tighten, and after struggling a few times, he could not move forward even half a step.

Looking back, she saw that Ji Yan had hooked the belt firmly with the tip of her shoe.

Wang Fu was on the verge of tears: "Your Majesty..."

"Shut up if you don't want to die."

Ji Yan kicked Wang Fu into the hands of the Dragon Shadow Guard, slowly stood up, tall and elegant, and looked down at Murong Chen, who was barking like a mad dog.

A smile played on his lips: "You're quite the talker. Go on."

Wang Fu finally realized that His Majesty was doing this on purpose, deliberately trying to have Murong Chen crush the little hope that had finally risen in his heart.

Otherwise, Murong Chen would have been reduced to ashes long ago.

Wang Fu's feelings were extremely complicated.

Murong Chen had long lost all reason. He laughed, revealing a mouthful of teeth stained with blood: "Only by leaving you can the little empress truly live in the sunlight. Otherwise, she can only live like you, eking out a living in the abyss of darkness, never to see the light of day again."

"Ji Yan, Ji Yan, don't you like her? For her sake, why don't you just die?"

In the prison, there was an instant of silence.

Ji Yan's pale face was expressionless, like an ancient well, but from an angle where no one could see, her hands hanging at her sides slowly clenched into fists.

However, it slowly loosened again after a short while.

He raised his head, stared straight at Murong Chen, and replied coldly, "Fine, I can grant your wish, but before I die, you will all die. It all depends on whether Liang Guocheng can withstand the consequences of you completely enraging me."

Knowing it was time to go back and have dinner with Chen Jiao, Ji Yan brushed the dust off her shoulders, which she didn't know had gotten on her, and got up to walk outside.

The voice was icy as it commanded, "Execute him by slow slicing, and make the meat into cured meat. Hurry up and try to send it to the Emperor of Liang before New Year's Eve as a side dish."

Wang Fu bowed: "Yes."

Whether it was these words that belatedly instilled a sense of fear or despair in Murong Chen, he suddenly burst into laughter.

Laughter echoed in the prison, shrill and piercing.

**

"Why did you come with such heavy snow?"

As soon as Ji Yan left the prison, she saw a hamster with bristling fur standing not far away, holding a purple bamboo umbrella.

He subconsciously glanced at the clean, neat edges of Shen Jiao's shoes. There was a lot of blood in the prison, and even if someone cleaned it regularly, there would still be residual blood and grime.

It seemed she hadn't had time to go in yet. Thinking of this, the arrogant tyrant couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Shen Jiao glanced at the prison that was immediately closed, and handed the umbrella to the tyrant: "Quickly open the umbrella. Eunuch Wang said you were here, so I came to pick you up. By the way, I have finished reading the policy on governing the country that you asked me to read, and I can recite it from memory."

She opened her fair palm: "Where's the promised three thousand taels?"

Ji Yan, holding an umbrella in one hand and leading the frizzy hamster by the other, walked slowly: "It's not like I'm not going to give it to you, you little money-grubber, aren't your hands cold?"

"Not cold at all." Shen Jiao shook her head, playfully winking her left eye. "I feel burning with desire whenever I see you, how could I be cold? Even my hair is burning hot!"

Ji Yan glanced at her: "A young girl like you, you can't even watch your mouth, and you're quite proud of it?"

"Of course not."

After saying that, Shen Jiao tiptoed and gave the tyrant a big, sweet kiss on the corner of his lips.

She turned around, jumped onto the corridor, and ran away.

Ji Yan raised an eyebrow slightly, shook her head and smiled, then put away her umbrella and followed.

As the two walked away, the shoes that had been soiled by sewage in the flower bushes were soon covered by the snow.

It's as if it never existed.

Late at night, a tall, dark figure arrived, squatted down, dug through the snow with his own hands, stared at the shoes for a long time, and then said, "Didn't I remind you before? Your ears turn red when you lie. Why can't you remember?"