Chapter 51 The Evil Cat Princess Who Bewitched the Kingdom 12

“I didn’t ask you to kill him,” Xie Rong said with a sweet smile, wrapping her arms around his neck and rubbing her bloodied cheek against his face, her tail wrapped around Lu Wenjing’s blood-stained arm. “You did it yourself.”

"You pierced right through with a single sword strike, Your Majesty. You are truly awe-inspiring."

The stench of blood mingled with Xie Rong's unique fragrance. Lu Wenjing's Adam's apple bobbed, and he was about to say something when Eunuch Liu entered from outside and whispered through the screen:

"Your Majesty, officials from the Ministry of Justice are requesting an audience."

"Let him in."

The person who came was the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice. As soon as he entered, he knelt down on the ground.

"Your Majesty, all the death row inmates in the Ministry of Justice prison have been handed over to Your Majesty for disposal. I'm afraid there will be no one to deliver them to the Hall of Mental Cultivation tomorrow."

"A death row inmate?" Xie Rong narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to gently stroke Lu Wenjing's face, and whispered in the man's ear, "You dare to play me?"

"You may leave now. I will give you my instructions tomorrow," Lu Wenjing said to the person outside the screen, grasping his hand.

"Your humble servant takes his leave." The Vice Minister of Justice had not expected there to be a second voice inside.

I had long heard that His Majesty had bestowed the title of Imperial Concubine, but the powerful and noble people of the capital used every means at their disposal, yet they could not find out anything about this Imperial Concubine's background, or even see what she looked like.

The Vice Minister of Justice rose and slowly retreated, but his head involuntarily rose up. Through the gap in the screen, he vaguely saw a snow-white arm clinging to the emperor's shoulder.

As he was watching, he suddenly slipped and fell to the ground.

A soft, husky laugh came from behind the screen.

The Vice Minister of Justice, his face flushed, hurriedly got up from the ground and left the main hall.

The smile on Xie Rong's face vanished completely.

"Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?" Lu Wenjing placed his palm on his round belly.

Xie Rong grabbed his collar, her face contorted, her tone vicious, "You actually fed me the heart of a death row inmate?"

"Do you know how disgusting their hearts are? If you hadn't tricked me, my stomach wouldn't have been bloated for so long! These people's hearts are disgusting! Even more disgusting than yours!"

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! Go to hell! Go to hell!" Xie Rong became furious, grabbed the jade ruyi he loved to play with when he was a cat from the bedside table, and smashed it on Lu Wenjing's forehead.

These past few days, Xie Rong had been in a good mood, even sitting in the man's lap wagging her tail and proudly saying how delicious these people's hearts were. But now, she suddenly turned on him.

Blood trickled down Lu Wenjing's forehead, mingling with the bloodshot in his eyes. His calm demeanor as he stared at Xie Rong made his face appear like that of a demon.

Xie Rong continued to hurl insults: "Someone like you, who can't even feed a cat the things it likes, doesn't deserve to own a cat! You don't deserve it!"

"If I'm not worthy, then who else do you want to go find?" Lu Wenjing calmly rubbed his stomach and said indifferently, "Besides me, is there anyone else in this world who can feed you until your stomach is like this?"

Xie Rong slapped him across the face, silencing him.

"Who said that?" Xie Rong suddenly smiled, his tail wagging in the air. "I think the Gu family is pretty good. That old man embarrassed you in front of so many people and forced you to drink, and you couldn't do anything about it."

"His son is just as young and strong as you, and he has an even more powerful father than you. So what if you're the emperor? You're still just a spineless coward who only dares to feed death row inmates to cats!"

Lu Wenjing watched as he became more and more excited, as if he couldn't wait to run to the Gu residence, expose his belly to Gu Qiansi, and wag his tail and act cute.

He's like a cat that anyone can pet.

If this is how cats are, then after transforming into humans, they don't even bother to dress properly. They seduce any man they see, and even a screen can't stop this little mutt from seducing people.

Lu Wenjing held his chin and examined his face.

If others can do it, why can't he?

Xie Rong was already his imperial concubine.

Lu Wenjing stared blankly at the lips so close to his.

The lips still bore traces of blood, even more vibrant than face powder.

A blood-stained, unforgivable sinful cat—who, besides the most noble emperor in the world, could shield it from all its culpability? Those ministers who covet the throne?

Xie Rong was his cat, the emperor's cat, and he wouldn't allow anyone else to touch it.

Lu Wenjing slowly lowered his head, and was about to touch Xie Rong's lips when Xie Rong revealed his sharp teeth and bit down hard on his lips, glaring at him fiercely.

Lu Wenjing licked the blood from his lips, stared at him for a long time, and then suddenly tore open his shirt, revealing his chest.

Xie Rong tilted his head and looked at him with a cold gaze, yet a hint of doubt crept into his eyes, and his cat ears perked up.

Until Lu Wenjing, under his gaze, held a dagger to his chest and made a deep cut that revealed the bone.

The man's forehead veins bulged, and he was covered in sweat. He remained silent, as if waiting for something.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long.

Xie Rong stared intently at the blood flowing from his chest, then lowered her head and licked it with the tip of her pink tongue, her eyes glazed over as if she were drunk.

The protagonist's blood tastes absolutely delicious.

However, after only a few sips, the energy within was even stronger than that of those hearts, causing his cheeks to flush red, as if he had overdone the tonic.

Xie Rong felt dizzy, as if he were floating on clouds. When the man grabbed his chin again, he didn't resist. He vaguely felt his mouth being pried open and the man entering his mouth, sucking all the juices away without any method.

Lu Wenjing's eyes gradually reddened, and he gripped Xie Rong's nape with his large hand.

The bed curtains fell, and Xie Rong's feet twitched a few times before sticking out from inside, only to be grabbed by Lu Wenjing's ankles and pulled back.

...

The next morning.

As usual, the civil and military officials waited outside the Xuanzheng Hall for the emperor to arrive in preparation for the morning court session, but after waiting for a full hour, the emperor did not appear.

With a flick of his whisk, Eunuch Liu announced in a loud voice, "His Majesty has decreed that the court session is adjourned—"

After speaking, Eunuch Liu was about to leave, but was stopped by several senior officials.

"Eunuch Liu, wait a moment!" The Minister of Rites, who was at the head of the group, hurriedly stepped forward. "I wonder if His Majesty is unwell? Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has never missed a court session. Why is that today?"

“My lords, you know His Majesty’s temper. He doesn’t like people around him to make wild guesses and ask questions. I’m just a eunuch. His Majesty has issued an edict. What right do I have to ask questions except to obey it?” Eunuch Liu shook his head.

The group watched as Eunuch Liu walked away.

“Once a court session is suspended, it will happen again. The situation in the court is unclear, and those old fogies from the Gu family are waiting for an opportunity to make their move. How can Your Majesty be so muddle-headed?” The Minister of Rites sighed.

"Enough, His Majesty is only human. Perhaps he is unwell. You need not think too much about it."

After offering each other words of comfort, the group left the palace.

For the next few days, the morning court sessions were cancelled.

The people in the emperor's court were tight-lipped, and nothing could be found out.

The senior officials, led by the Minister of Rites, walked aggressively to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and knelt down, just to ask the emperor to attend the morning court session.