"Replacing the existence of the Phoenix Power State..."
Shen Wu muttered to himself humorously, then shook his head: "That's impossible."
Unless... they find someone from the royal family who possesses the Phoenix Divine Fire to overthrow the empress and usurp the throne. But it has to be someone who is not too scheming and is easy to control.
As expected, Shen Wuyou turned to look at Long Aojun. His silly, pug-like look was just perfect...
"Qi Qingyun intends to persuade Long Aojun to usurp the throne. I think this is also an opportunity."
Her tone suddenly became serious as she explained the plan to them in detail...
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The night was dark and windy, with a cold gust of wind howling.
Inside the Golden Phoenix Hall, an elegant mahogany-topped copper incense burner with gold and silver dragon-shaped designs sits amidst layers of curtains. Wisps of agarwood waft out, tinging the bed carved with a three-tailed phoenix with a touch of elegant agarwood.
The golden brocade quilt was wrinkled by a pair of slender hands covered with thin calluses, like overlapping mountains and deep ravines.
The owner of these hands is naturally beautiful and heroic, but because he always maintains a dignified demeanor, he looks awe-inspiring.
She is the legendary woman who single-handedly created a dynasty dominated by women—Empress Jun Ling!
As an emperor, he has long been accustomed to not showing his emotions.
However, at this moment, she was trapped in a nightmare, her brows furrowed, and the sweat on her forehead showed her anxiety at the moment...
In her dreams, there was still the noble, graceful and gorgeously decorated Golden Phoenix Palace, but at that time it was still called Fengling Palace, a cage that imprisoned the feathers of the heavenly phoenix.
The golden anklet blocked her sky, and she was trapped in this small world like a bird with broken wings, becoming his captive canary.
Canary...Canary...
[Golden thread woven into a brocade fur belt...]
She was wearing a gorgeous golden phoenix gown, every stitch of which was sewn by him.
She exuded a faint and condensed fragrance, which he had personally developed for her according to his own preferences;
Her black hair was as smooth and shiny as a waterfall, and he had personally bathed and massaged her hair with essential oils inch by inch...
He is the king and the common ruler of the world.
As a matter of course,
She became his subject, his wife, his forbidden favorite...
His...private property.
[The Phoenix is coming... The Phoenix is coming...]
[Phoenix Wings Gold Thread...]
But who cares about his wings?
All she wanted, from the beginning to the end, was a vast sky and a free wilderness...
“Crack—”
The door opened...
"Da, da, da..."
He's here...
The steady footsteps were neither fast nor slow.
The cold moonlight poured down, and a beam of silver leaked in through the gap in the window.
The cold, white light shone on the handsome face of the visitor, and also on the heart of the woman on the bed.
The huge robe, shimmering with golden light, wrapped around her petite body, revealing a section of her ankle as white as jade, on which was firmly locked a golden chain, binding her tightly and depriving her of any freedom.
When she saw someone coming, she reflexively shrank back for a moment, causing her anklets to rustle.
She had just retracted the small part of her ankle that was exposed when she suddenly felt a burning sensation on her ankle. It was then pulled out with great force, completely exposing it to everyone.
"Hide what?"
His tone was calm, as if he had no emotions.
But she knew that this was clearly his suppressed voice, a precursor to his rage.
His body was burning hot, and his large, calloused hands gripped her fair ankles tightly, so tightly that she couldn't break free.
Then, his face, so gloomy that it was impossible to see his expression clearly, slowly approached, and a hot breath slowly sprayed on the skin of her ankle, which made her terrified.
Sure enough, he got angry again...
From the beginning, she was puzzled, hesitant, comforted, explained...
Later, I felt helpless, palpitations, struggles, and numbness...
She tried everything, but there was no solution.
She really doesn't want to endure it anymore...
She resisted fiercely, and he possessed her tyrannically.
She felt that he was not a human being at all and that he had no human emotions at all.
Tyrannical, overbearing, paranoid, authoritarian, and extremely controlling...
This is her first husband, her lord and king.
Should she feel honored?
My father said, yes.
Mother said, yes.
Everyone said yes.
But why does she have to live in such pain?
She could have galloped across the battlefield and soared into the sky, so why did she have to be trapped in a tiny space, forced to become a madman's puppet wife, and allowed to be tortured and humiliated by him?
She didn't want to, but she had no choice;
She was unwilling, but she could do nothing.
Her willfulness affected so many things: the family's honor and disgrace, the future and life of her family members, and even the strangers she had only met briefly...
Too many innocent lives...
He really grasped her weakness well and held her firmly in his grip.
She was originally the daughter of the Jun family, then a lowly soldier, then a first-rank general, and finally his queen...
Oh, a captive queen.
She was originally called 'Dream', but just because of his words 'out of reach', she became 'Ling' who was 'within reach'.
How ridiculous...
He broke her wings, but forced her to become his feather.
It would be a lie to say that I don’t hate you.
Forced to endure the stormy waves of unrestrained anger time and time again, that violent and gloomy gaze was staring at him all the time, torturing him and humiliating him.
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