Forced to become spectators in the stands, Wang Yi looked regretfully at the two young men who had been chosen.
It's terrible. Even if you're completely kept in the dark about a treasonous plot, you won't get away with it.
At that moment, Wenxin's proud back collapsed; he had understood everything.
Whose fault is it? Blame His Majesty. The fact that my sister was able to deliver the letter shows that His Majesty gave her a chance.
Blame those restless rebels; they're practically plotting a rebellion.
I can only blame myself.
One by one, the ministers beside him were dragged away, struggling and begging for mercy. The new King of Chu's ugly struggle was extremely unsightly. He grabbed Wen Xin's robe and almost pulled him down.
Having finally figured things out, Su Lie spoke up. The persistent yet simple-minded general looked at Ling Xiao and asked, "Are you really a goddess?"
Li Yue was preparing to curry favor with his aunt and wanted to shower her with compliments.
The upright and dignified Prime Minister Wang seemed to have been greatly insulted. "In your opinion, is His Majesty a tyrant? The goddess is of noble status and possesses great divine power; how could she be a fake?"
Su Lie kicked away the soldier who was trying to pull his friend away, scratched his head in distress, and gestured for him to go.
Wenxin, who had collapsed to the ground, straightened his clothes and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, you have lived in the palace for so long, you were unaware that these charlatans are skilled in magic tricks and use them to swindle money."
Wang Yi sneered, "Your Majesty regaining your youth and extending your life by three years—that's magic? A group of more than ten people traveling to the underworld and bringing back strange objects—that's magic? Tell me, which of those charlatans could possibly pull that off?"
"It's impossible, absolutely impossible!" Wenxin was speechless.
"Enough!" The emperor stood up angrily, lifted the beaded curtain on his crown, revealing his tender face of seventeen or eighteen years old.
"I bear witness for my aunt, and Heaven bears witness as well."
Led by Wang Yi, the ministers knelt down and shouted:
"We, your humble servants, bear witness for the goddess."
Could it really be a goddess? Was he wrong? Wenxin lowered his head in embarrassment, desperately searching for evidence that she was a fraud.
No, absolutely not. Those people are just putting on a show of deception. How could anyone possibly relive their youth?
Seeing Wenxin and the others become dejected, a hint of joy flashed in Li Yue's eyes.
It's not too late now. Since my aunt hasn't taken action yet, I can give her a good talking-to, send her out of the capital for a few years to avoid trouble, and she'll still be an important official in the court in the future.
Do you think Ling Xiao will let them off so easily? You're dreaming.
"etc."
A young, innocent voice echoed in the main hall.
The young goddess, who had been watching them with great interest as if she were watching a grand show, suddenly stopped smiling.
Without sorrow or joy, he jumped off the throne and walked down the steps one by one, his small figure imposing on the hundreds of people in the hall.
I dared not speak, dared not move, and dared not even breathe too loudly.
Ling Xiao said in her mind:
"System, are you sure there will be a severe drought in the Great Jin Dynasty this year?"
Get serious:
“Every dynasty experiences many natural disasters. The system’s weather forecast has detected that the rainfall in the Great Jin Dynasty this year is less than one-third of the usual amount, so there will definitely be a severe drought, and it will happen very soon.”
"That's good. Prepare to release the love potion."
Love potions are a tool that often appears in some palace intrigue and domestic drama novels.
Those who are cursed will suffer unbearable pain if they do not have contact with the female lead at a fixed time.
Of course, in a harmonious society, this kind of contact is no longer so vulgar or violent; it refers to skin-to-skin contact.
Get into position, everything is ready.
The cruel, childlike demon, its eyes filled with mockery, plucked a single hair from its body.
"You say you don't believe in ghosts and gods, but this goddess is compassionate and will show you."
Under Li Yue's horrified gaze, strands of hair suddenly twisted and wriggled, darting between Wen Xin's eyes like venomous snakes.
In an instant, strands of hair pierced through the skin and flesh, slowly seeping in, as if to tease Wenxin, pausing intermittently.
"What is this?"
Upon seeing this bizarre scene, Su Lie's eyes widened, and he tried to pull out the strand of hair.
To everyone's surprise, after the first tug, Wenxin screamed and struggled, rolling on the ground with veins bulging and muscles contorted on his face, completely losing his image as a refined young gentleman.
Seeing his friend in such pain, Su Lie didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.
The goddess's punishment—no one thinks that a hair going into someone's brain will be harmless.
Su Lie couldn't bear to watch his friend suffer. He looked at the little girl, or rather, the goddess. Everything had happened too fast today.
I thought I was eliminating traitors for the country, but in the end I found out that I was just being used.
The goddess...and a true goddess.
He didn't believe any of the rumors, no matter how convincing they seemed, but as a seasoned warrior on the battlefield, the extraordinary and malevolent things he witnessed firsthand severely impacted Su Lie's understanding.
"Please forgive Wenxin, Goddess; he was also deceived." After holding it in for a long time, he could only manage to utter this one sentence.
The little girl-like deity smiled eerily, and the strand of hair suddenly sped up, almost instantly piercing into the flesh, leaving a tiny hole and a trace of blood.
Wenxin cried out and then fainted.
“Those who blaspheme against God will be punished. Since you do not believe that I am God, why do you ask me for forgiveness?”
Ling Xiao stretched out her palm and said to the Emperor in a coquettish tone:
"When I went back to my master last time, I was lucky to bring the gift that the Plague God gave me, otherwise it would have been ugly with my hands and feet broken."
Looking at the goddess's seemingly troubled expression, Li Yue felt an uncontrollable chill in his heart.
My throat was dry, and I wanted to plead for her but didn't know if it would only anger her more.
In his desperation, Su Lie asked:
"How long will this punishment last?"
"Of course, it's for a lifetime!" The goddess laughed with delight, her clear laughter filling the entire hall.
To others, it sounded like a haunting, deadly voice, unforgettable.
The goddess is still smiling:
"I've been very merciful; it only flares up once a month, and when it does, it's just pain."
It's probably as painful as childbirth, and it only lasts about half an hour each time, so it's easy to get through.
It's easy to say, but when a minister recalled the heart-wrenching screams of his wives and concubines during childbirth, he felt a chill run down his spine.
The goddess's hoarse voice rang out, revealing that Wenxin, who had initially fainted from the pain, had now awakened.
A few strands of sweat clung to his pale face and black hair, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.
"I have been disrespectful to the goddess and deserve punishment. Please forgive me, goddess."
The victor is king, the loser is villain. He was manipulated into making mistakes, and he should swallow the bitter consequences.
Ling Xiao nodded outwardly, but inwardly he thought to the system:
"Are you sure you didn't sell me counterfeit or substandard medicine? You were in so much pain you passed out, and you woke up so quickly?"
Like a cat with its fur standing on end, it yelled, "How could that be? You get what you pay for! We only rip people off, we never sell fakes!"
That's very righteous and indignant.
Seeing that Wenxin had woken up, the goddess seemed a little bored, as if she had lost interest.
Li Yue breathed a sigh of relief, relieved that everything had come to an end, and began to think about how to appease his aunt again.
The next second, he felt as if he had fallen into an abyss.
The goddess's gaze fell on Su Lie, who was nervously watching his friend, and her eyes suddenly lit up:
"What did you do to the Black Emperor statue that caused resentment to fall from it?"
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