Chapter 51
The little girl in the Tower of Forgotten Worries smiled sweetly, then gradually disappeared, leaving behind only a soul bead that shimmered with a lustrous glow.
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Lingwu scooped out the peach blossom wine, rested her chin on her hand for a moment to relax, and then got up to brew the Meng Po soup.
After the Meng Po soup is brewed, it will be distributed to different Naihe Bridges in the small world. However, it still needs to be diluted by the water of the River of Oblivion before it becomes the Meng Po soup that the soul drinks before it is reborn.
As the sweet aroma wafted from in front of the Yiyou Tower, Lingwu was crushing half of a pure white soul pearl in her hand and sprinkling it into the soup.
In an instant, a sweet aroma wafted from the soup, enough to drive any soul mad!
But only Lingwu could smell the sweet aroma coming from outside the door.
Since it would take some more time, Lingwu decided to go and check on the poor souls.
The palace doors opened by themselves without any wind.
The woman, dressed in fine clothes, could not hide the haggardness on her face. When she saw Ling Wu, her eyes lit up with surprise for a moment, but in the end, she lowered her head and knelt down to kowtow respectfully.
"Lady Meng Po!"
Lingwu held the bamboo slip in her hand, and closed it in just two breaths.
That's interesting.
She and her husband travel from a future era of gender equality to an ancient society where male dominance reigns supreme; one becomes an emperor, and the other a palace maid.
Originally, there was only Qingqing, but after being framed and slandered repeatedly, Qingqing eventually became a ruthless and vicious woman.
A cup of poison sealed his fate.
However, fate had other plans. After her death, he also traveled to a matriarchal dynasty.
This time, she is the empress, and he is a servant.
After gaining power, the man flattered her and made her overjoyed, while simultaneously urging her younger sister to seize power.
After a long period of turmoil, the dynasty finally collapsed here.
These two time travels, however, were actually their two previous lives.
A hint of helplessness appeared in Ling Wu's eyes. She flipped through her account of defying fate again, only to find that it was missing.
"Why not try it yourself?" Ling Wu lightly flicked her fingers, lifting her up from a distance.
The woman bit her lip, but dared not look directly at Ling Wu, and respectfully explained, "Your Majesty Meng Po, I really hate him to the extreme, but it is really hard for me to swallow this anger!"
"If you seek my help, you will have no next life," Lingwu warned.
"Thank you for your advice, Lady Meng Po, but I have lost all hope in reincarnation. If I could exchange this for his lifelong suffering, watching him being manipulated and his soul disappear, I would be satisfied with my anger!"
Ling Wu nodded. "What is your wish?"
"May the Qi Dynasty never fall, and may Lu Chengfeng suffer all the schemes, plots, poisonings, and frame-ups I have ever experienced, yet never be able to clear his name, break his spine, and ultimately become a pitiful male concubine of a matriarchal dynasty!"
"I am no longer willing to remain chaste for him. If possible, I hope that Your Majesty... could be him."
She did not reveal the man's name, because she knew that the adult before her knew everything.
Lingwu smiled gently, her eyes filled with tender affection.
"allow."
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Warm red silk curtains, soft and fragrant jade.
One autumn rain brings one chill.
"Boom—"
The rain poured down, then a sudden clap of thunder was followed by a commotion from outside!
"Your Majesty, please go and see our Noble Lady Lan! She is ill and has a high fever!" The speaker seemed very anxious, crying out with a pleading and urgent tone.
Water droplets fell from the eaves, pattering softly.
Ling Wu got up from the noise, while the Imperial Nobleman Qian Qing beside her had a pair of affectionate eyes full of grievance.
“Your Majesty, it’s already midnight. You’ve only just rested and have to attend the morning court tomorrow. It’s raining outside. Your brother Lan may not care about you, but I do.”
His tone was full of heartache, and then, remembering something, his ears turned bright red, and his voice weakened, "Besides, my wife has just been working hard, and now..."
Lingwu gently stroked his dark hair at his temples. "You should rest now. I will come to have lunch with you tomorrow."
Qian Qing lowered his eyelashes. He was extremely handsome and knew that his obedient demeanor at this moment would also make her feel sorry for him.
But he couldn't go too far at this moment.
“Then I will prepare the meal here tomorrow. If Your Majesty does not come tomorrow…” He glanced at Ling Wu, his eyes holding a captivating allure, and then said reproachfully, “If Your Majesty does not come tomorrow, I will wait here until Your Majesty arrives!”
Ling Wu nodded slightly and said, "Only you dare to act childish in front of me."
The beauty smiled, and even more so the emperor, the ruler of the world, was captivated by her presence, which stirred even half of his true feelings within him.
Qianqing pouted, but her heart held a hint of sincerity. "Isn't that because Your Majesty spoils me?"
Ling Wu curled her lips into a smile. As Qian Qing was about to get up, Ling Wu stopped her, saying, "You should rest. It's windy and rainy outside. Don't catch a cold."
Upon hearing this, Qianqing's face flushed even more.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." He lay back down on the couch, his expression showing a mix of youthful joy and shyness, looking quite bashful.
After Lingwu got up, a servant dressed in green came forward to serve her, but the servant had a look of urgency on his face as he helped Lingwu get dressed.
Qianqing saw this and her embarrassment faded, leaving only a cold laugh.
The young servant beside him had grown up with him since childhood, but in the past two months, he seemed to have lost his mind and fallen into a trance.
He ignored the others out of consideration for their long-standing relationship, but the emperor he cared about would not tolerate his covetousness!
Whenever His Majesty comes, this little servant will deliberately appear before His Majesty!
At first, he didn't understand and let it go, but unexpectedly, this back and forth nurtured his ambition and made him want to climb into bed with him!
Lingwu glanced at the servant in front of her and knew in her heart that it was Lu Chengfeng, who had traveled through time with Sang Lingwu.
But a hint of doubt appeared on her face. "What's your name?"
Lu Chengfeng suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with shock and a hint of shame and anger.
Before he could even speak, Qian Qing interrupted him, "Your Majesty!"
Ling Wu frowned, but did not delve into it further.
Qianqing got off the bed and walked behind Lingwu, hugging her tightly. He said with reluctance, "Your Majesty, please go quickly." He added in a trembling voice, "A-Qing will wait for you tomorrow."
This interruption made Ling Wu lose interest in asking Lu Chengfeng questions. She simply pulled him into her arms, her eyes filled with tenderness, and said, "Okay."
The overwhelming pampering, the utmost tenderness, coupled with the emperor's immense power, made Qianqing's heart almost leap out at this moment.
Lu Chengfeng, standing to the side, cursed countless times the shameless slut and the disgusting adulterer!
Only after that dark figure disappeared into the rain did Qianqing pick up a white jade cup and smash it hard against Lu Chengfeng's forehead!
The tenderness on Qianqing's face vanished completely, replaced by a cold expression on his alluring and handsome face, his eyes filled with utter hatred.
First, His Majesty was snatched away by Consort Lan, who never vied for favor. Now, he has discovered that his little servant harbors disloyal intentions. How can he not be angry?
"How dare you harbor such disgusting thoughts!" Qian Qing's eyes were filled with frost.
The jade pieces fell to the ground, and blood seeped from Lu Chengfeng's forehead!
After Lu Chengfeng transmigrated to ancient times and became an emperor, possessing all the beauties in the world, everyone treated him with utmost respect.
But ever since he came to this world where women are superior to men, everything he had experienced has been slowly overturned.
The torment of the past two months made him wise to kneel down immediately, but his heart was filled with boundless anger and resentment!
"I dare not!"
"Dare not?" Qian Qing repeated, but another jade cup fell to Lu Chengfeng's side!
"I have no idea what you dare not do!"
"Kneel outside the hall for three hours." Qian Qing sneered.
Soon someone stepped forward and pulled Lu Chengfeng down, and the mess on the spot was quickly cleaned up.
Seeing her master unleash his anger, Jingzhe hurriedly stepped forward to help Qianqing back to the bed. "Your Highness, please don't take it to heart. What is he anyway? Why should you worry about him? Go back to sleep now, so you can better win His Majesty's heart when you see him tomorrow!"
Qianqing's gaze fell on the palace gate, her tone extremely cold: "Send this wretched woman to the Yongxiang Palace. I never want to see her in Weiyang Palace again."
"I understand," Jingzhe said, bowing her head.
The complex emotions in Qianqing's heart gradually subsided. Yes, how could he possibly dirty his hands on someone who had betrayed his master?
not to mention……
Qianqing stroked his face. Who in the entire palace could compare to him? But when he thought of Consort Lan's beauty, he frowned, then relaxed.
Since Lady Lan has not won the Emperor's favor, she is not a cause for concern.
After thinking for a moment, Qianqing stared at her fingertips. "Go and get a piece of the jade from earlier. It needs to be sharp." A dull one would hurt.
Jingzhe frowned, but still respectfully replied, "Yes."
Lu Chengfeng knelt in the rain outside Weiyang Palace. The blood on his forehead and cheeks had long been washed away by the rain, leaving only the gruesome wounds, but his eyes flashed with ruthlessness.
You like that wicked woman, right? Then he'll make sure she falls hopelessly in love with him!
He wasn't sure if Sang Lingwu had come with him.
But this so-called empress did indeed have the same face as Sang Lingwu, but for some reason, the empress's beauty was more intense and stunning.
But since the two names are exactly the same, they can't be wrong.
Judging from her confusion just now, does it mean that she also traveled through time, but didn't know what happened that caused her to lose her memory?
Or perhaps that wicked woman was deliberately feigning reluctance, trying to play hard to get?
Ha, a slut who's been slept with so many times, no matter how much she schemes, he'll never fall in love with her!
But now, I have no choice but to temporarily show weakness to her...
One day, he will make that harlot Sang Lingwu and all those lecherous men kneel at his feet!
Ling Wu sat on the phoenix carriage, listening to the exquisitely lifelike recitation of Lu Chengfeng's inner thoughts by the Jinghong Pen, and the corners of her lips curled up in a cold smile.
He wanted her to kneel on the ground and beg for his forgiveness?
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