Mu Hongxiu and the other people standing nearby were all stunned after witnessing this scene. Their eyes widened in disbelief, their mouths opened so wide that an egg could almost fit in.
When they had left Jia Guang's attack range, Luo Lingyue had attracted countless venomous snakes, which hissed and quickly surrounded Jia Guang. Jia Guang stared at the surrounding venomous snakes, seemingly mistaking them for Mu Hongxiu and the others, and began to frantically suck their blood.
Xiao Jinghan watched the dissipating Jia Guang in disbelief. He had never imagined this battle would end so easily. He slowly turned his head and his gaze fell on Luo Lingyue, eyes filled with gratitude and joy. Tears gradually blurred his vision, and his voice trembled slightly, "Mother...her great vengeance has finally been avenged!"
Everyone looked at Luo Lingyue in confusion, wanting to know how she did all this.
Luo Lingyue smiled slightly and explained, "It's actually very simple. The Dream Butterfly was only used to attract Jia Guang's attention. I had already sprinkled a special hallucinogenic powder on the Dream Butterfly. When Jia Guang went to hunt the Dream Butterfly, he inevitably inhaled the powder. Once the drug took effect, Jia Guang fell into hallucinations and mistook those poisonous snakes for us."
"Even more deadly, he actually inhaled the venom from the venomous snakes. However, I had already fed these snakes poison beforehand. Therefore, when Jia Guang inhaled the venom, his body couldn't withstand the double toxicity, and he eventually exploded and died."
After hearing Luo Lingyue's explanation, everyone suddenly understood. It turned out that all of this was a carefully planned scheme by Luo Lingyue, utilizing various factors and props to achieve her goals. They were deeply impressed by Luo Lingyue's wisdom and tactics, but they also realized that surviving in the martial arts world requires constant vigilance.
Luo Lingyue walked over to him, gently took his hand, and said firmly but gently, "Let's go! Now that Jiaguang is dead, Yuewu Kingdom will become the territory of Dazhao."
Xiao Jinghan took a deep breath, calmed himself down, then turned to the general who had hurried over and ordered, "Send troops to attack Yue Wu immediately!"
Then, he turned to look at Luo Lingyue again, his eyes filled with determination: "Let's go help the Emperor first! After Beiliu returns to Dazhao, we will work together to deal with the traitor Chu Chengli!"
The two men walked hand in hand, against the wind, toward the battlefield. Their figures appeared particularly resolute in the sunlight, as if foreshadowing the advent of a new era.
In the imperial harem of the capital, moonlight streamed through the clouds, illuminating the cobblestone pavement. A beautiful woman pushed a simple cart, and inside sat an elderly man, his eyes gleaming with dignity and a sense of vicissitude. They were escorted by a group of guards, slowly moving toward the cold palace.
The Cold Palace, located in a remote corner of the Imperial Palace, was once the residence of disfavored concubines, but now seemed exceptionally deserted. When they arrived at the gate of one of the palaces in the Cold Palace, two teams of guards stood neatly on either side. Upon seeing the Emperor and Empress Dowager approach, they all knelt and kowtowed, "Welcome to the Emperor! Welcome to the Empress Dowager!"
However, at this moment, a shrill sound rang out from the cold palace. A woman in tattered palace clothes rushed out, her hair disheveled and her face filled with anger and despair. She dragged the heavy chains from her feet and rushed to the door, shouting at the guards, "Who is the retired emperor? He is dead! I am the empress dowager! You bunch of dogs and slaves! I want to see the emperor!"
At that moment, the hall door slowly opened with a dull thud. A palace maid glided in, holding a bright palace lantern. She lit all the lights in the hall and placed them in a corner before quietly retreating.
Then, a plain carriage was slowly pushed into the hall. A figure sat upright in the carriage, giving people a sense of mystery and majesty.
Li Qianwan, who was imprisoned inside, stared at the person in the carriage with wide eyes in horror. Her hand trembled as she pointed at the person and stammered, "Chu Shixiao...you...aren't you dead?"
She couldn't wait to rush forward to confirm, but was grabbed tightly by the guards and dragged backwards.
At this moment, the beautiful woman frowned and shouted angrily, "How dare you! Li Qianwan! Open your eyes wide and look carefully. This is the Emperor!"
Upon hearing this, Li Qianwan looked up, her gaze landing on An Qinghuan. Her pupils constricted instantly, a look of astonishment on her face. Then, she suddenly burst into wild laughter, echoing throughout the hall.
"Hahahaha! I saw with my own eyes that you drank the poisoned wine and died! It turns out that you two short-lived ghosts also came here to find me! Haha! I have never been afraid of you when I was alive. Do you think I will still be afraid if you turn into ghosts after you die?" Li Qianwan roared at the top of her lungs, with a crazy light flashing in her eyes.
The retired emperor Chu Shixiao roared with a sullen face, "You vicious woman! How dare you disrespect me! Someone, come! Slap me in the face!"
Following the order from the Emperor, two strong guards immediately stepped forward, grabbed Li Qianwan's arms, and slapped her hard several times. This sudden blow made Li Qianwan feel dizzy, but it also finally brought her back to her senses.
She was stunned for a moment, then her eyes gradually regained clarity as she looked at the angry emperor and the indifferent people around her. Her face was already red and swollen from the beating, with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were filled with endless hatred.
"You...you are not dead! Where is my son?" she asked gritting her teeth, looking around as if looking for something.
The expression on the retired emperor, Chu Shixiao, was terribly gloomy, his wrinkled face filled with anger and pain. He stared coldly at Li Qianwan and said, "Don't worry, he will be with you soon! But before that, you'd better not die easily! Because only by living can you witness the end of that little beast with your own eyes!"
His voice betrayed a deep hatred, as if he was venting all his anger on Li Qianwan. At this moment, Li Qianwan, upon hearing these words, felt a sense of foreboding. She widened her eyes, clenched her teeth, and tried to suppress her inner fear. However, her hands trembled uncontrollably, revealing her inner uneasiness.
Li Qianwan's heart was filled with despair and sadness: "Chu Shixiao! How could you do this to me! Your throne is the road paved for you by our Li family! I am your wife! Chu Chengli is your legitimate son!" Her voice trembled and tears kept flowing.
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