Most importantly, the culprit behind all this, Shen Jiao, was still a bit dazed after swiftly and decisively dealing with this group of troublemakers. It was her first time fighting in a group, and she really had no experience.
Without thinking twice, she jumped onto Ji Yan, hugged his neck, and cried, "Wow, Your Majesty, why did you take so long to come? They were so fierce, I was so scared."
Liang Heng: "..." Should he be even more afraid? Or even more afraid?
The White Python Pavilion disciples, piled up to the side, barely alive: "!!!"
How shameless! Where were they fierce? Compared to you, they're nothing but a drop in the ocean, like shrimp before a crab, grandma! Wait, what did she shout? Your Majesty? Where's Your Majesty?
The disciples trembled with fear.
Elder of the White Python Pavilion: "..."
He didn't believe it; they must be acting against him. Wait a minute? What did she shout? "Your Majesty?" The pretty boy is His Majesty?
The elder was terrified.
Mu Yang's face turned deathly pale, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to hold on any longer. How could he possibly accept this? The pretty boy was actually the Emperor himself? It's all over, all over.
Only now did he understand what Shen Qingye meant, but it was too late for regrets. He might really have to wait until the next life to see Miss Yu'er again.
Mu Yang was terrified.
This place is so lifeless, it's making people question the meaning of life.
On the other side, the tyrant caught the frightened Shen Jiao with both hands. Seeing that her jade-like cheeks were somewhat pale, unlike her usual rosy complexion, he inexplicably understood Wang Fu's feelings about raising pigs. He ordered the palace servants to bring the precious sword and handed it to her.
Shen Jiao held the sword, a sense of foreboding creeping over her. "Your Majesty?"
This looks very much like a harbinger of a tyrant causing trouble.
Ji Yan patted her head, "Weren't you scared?"
He pointed at the silent members of the White Python Pavilion, saying, "Kill whoever you're afraid of. Kill whoever you want. You've grown up now. You need to learn to be independent and overcome your fears."
At the tyrant's command, the disciples of the White Python Pavilion began to complain about why Shen Jiao didn't just knock them unconscious? Or at least render them senseless?
Shen Jiao: "???"
Damn it, I'll eat my hat if you think you can get married like that. This kind of fear is just right for elementary school students, but it's a bit too much for her.
Ji Yan scrutinized her face, but apart from the complete lack of color, he couldn't see anything else. He was extremely annoyed and irritable, yet he still took the sword from her hand. "Why are you so lazy? You even need me to do the killing?"
Shen Jiao: "..." Please, I beg you, don't overinterpret me. Is it possible that I'm not lazy, but rather silently rebelling? Silently going on strike?
Although these people deserve their punishment, they should be dealt with according to the laws of the Great Yan Dynasty. What right does she have to overstep her bounds? Isn't this creating chaos?
"Your Majesty, I'm suddenly not afraid anymore." Shen Jiao snatched the sword back again. She knew a palace servant wouldn't dare take it, so she had to catch it herself.
But to be honest, she'd rather throw it far away than hold it. If they fought over it, it would be a huge loss if someone got hurt or her elegant dress got damaged.
Ji Yan reached out and pinched her cheek. It felt nice, so she pinched it a couple more times. Her voice was icy, "It's better if you're not afraid. Take this opportunity to kill a few people to liven things up."
Shen Jiao felt that his hands seemed colder than usual, like freshly melted snow, but she could now adapt to the temperature without batting an eye.
She was quite troubled and tried to persuade the tyrant, "Your Majesty, perhaps there are many ways to entertain, not just killing?"
Ji Yan: "Hmm?"
Shen Jiao: "For example, singing, dancing, or playing the piano?"
Isn't it often said that wherever an emperor resides, there is peace and prosperity, with beauties everywhere and melodious music that lingers for days? She's been with the tyrant for so long, and let alone music and dance, she hasn't even heard a passing swallow chirp.
Ji Yan thought for a moment and said, "Then I will do as you say."
Upon hearing this, the members of the White Python Pavilion and Mu Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. They were there to settle scores, not to die.
However, having heard that the tyrant had left no survivors, the White Python Pavilion elder couldn't understand why the tyrant hadn't killed him outright. Could it be because of his fear of the White Python Pavilion?
After much thought, he felt that this reason was the most convincing.
The elder of the White Python Pavilion secretly calculated in his heart.
Seeing that the tyrant was suddenly being so agreeable, Shen Jiao felt uneasy, as if something was not quite right.
Sure enough, something was definitely wrong. The tyrant's icy hand moved to her shoulder, pulled her close, and asked with great interest, "So, do you want to kill while dancing, or do you want to kill while singing?"
Shen Jiao remained silent: "..."
Dude, can't I sing and dance at the same time? Your twisted idea makes me feel so helpless.
The elder of the White Python Pavilion was immediately displeased upon hearing of such a foolish ruler's behavior. After all, he was a renowned master in the martial arts world. How could he be reduced to being toyed with by a mere young girl? This was intolerable.
Anyway, the tyrant is never short of beauties of all kinds, and he is also wary of the White Python Pavilion, so it's not a big deal if he accidentally kills this girl, right?
The young master of the White Python Pavilion must regain his dignity.
Since the tyrant unintentionally offended their young master while trying to please the beauty, rounding up, the main reason the young master was beaten was this girl. There is a cause for every grievance, and the debtor should be held accountable. He may not hold it against the current emperor, but Shen Jiao must pay the price.
In life, one must learn to constantly find reasons for oneself, and the White Python Pavilion elder immediately turned his attention to Shen Jiao.
So, while Shen Jiao was struggling with the tyrant, the elder of the White Python Pavilion secretly rushed over with his sword. He was seriously injured, and he used almost all his strength in this sword strike, determined to kill Shen Jiao.
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