Chapter 67 The system is close to the face and explodes
Dongfang Yuning's performance of "Left Hand Pointing to the Moon" amazed the audience. The ethereal and divine opera voice, combined with the time-defying top-notch accompaniment provided by System 118, was like the celestial music from the nine heavens descending to earth, pushing the atmosphere of the entire flower-viewing banquet to a climax.
The high-pitched opera voice that reaches the sky and strikes the soul seems to have really torn apart time and space, making the listeners feel like they are between the vast galaxy and the eternal wind and snow.
Thunderous applause and heartfelt praise continued for a long time. Everyone was completely conquered by this unprecedented heavenly music, their hearts and minds were shocked and they could not recover for a long time.
Xun Huiyun stood alone on the sidelines, her face as pale as paper. The pipa tune she had carefully prepared became like the hum of a mosquito under Dongfang Yuning's dimensionality reduction attack. It was not even rubble, but at best dust under her feet!
The little bit of complacency and ambition she had just had was crushed to pieces, leaving only endless embarrassment and the excruciating pain of jealousy burning in her internal organs!
What made her feel even more devastated was that she noticed the way people around her looked at her had completely changed—no longer admiration or curiosity, but rather undisguised contempt, disgust, pity, and even... as if they were looking at a rotting corpse about to be dragged to a mass grave?!
Especially her parents, Rong'an Hou Xun Moxing and Madam Xun, the despair, anger and disbelief in their eyes almost made her want to be tortured to death!
[Humph, you want to fight me? I'm a cheater! A mere reborn girl thinks you're worthy enough to show off your skills in front of this cheater?]
The villain in Dongfang Yuning's heart was dancing wildly, laughing with his hands on his hips, enjoying the worshipful gazes of everyone (except Xun Huiyun).
Then, she smiled at the pale, shaky Xun Huiyun with an innocent smile that seemed to be ignorant of the world, yet it made her feel like she was falling into an icy abyss:
"Sister Xun, how was my singing? Did I not embarrass you? But when I was playing the pipa just now, your eyes kept drifting towards my brother Aye. Did the music sheet fall over there?"
She tilted her head, with an innocent and curious look on her face.
[118, do you think she has strabismus? Or do you think my brother Aye looks like her music stand?]
System 118:
[Beep—Scanning the target's eye muscles and nerve activity. Conclusion: Non-pathological strabismus. The target's line of sight is locked onto Nangong Ye with 99.9% accuracy. Their core intentions are 'seduction', 'sexual fantasies', and 'imagining replacing the host'.
Suggestion: The host could ask kindly if they need her to get an appointment with a specialist at the 'Yueji Pavilion Affiliated Ophthalmology Department'? Opening promotion, great deals!]
Dongfang Yuning chuckled and continued with a sweet voice:
"Do you want me to pick it up for you? I have a very good eye!"
Every word was like an ice needle soaked in poison, precisely piercing Xun Huiyun's most painful spot, and it was also filled with "core kindness" of concern.
"puff--!"
Xun Moxing, Marquis of Rong'an, could no longer hold on. In his rage, he spurted out a mouthful of hot, sweet-smelling blood!
His body fell backward like a broken sack, but he was saved from immediate death by the firm support of his colleagues.
A century-old mansion, destroyed in an instant! Ruined by this evil creature! His vision went dark, and he just wanted to sleep forever.
Madam Xun didn't even utter a groan. She just rolled her eyes and fell backwards like a piece of wood. She was carried away by the flustered maids and nannies crying.
The location of the Rong'an Marquis Mansion was filled with gloom and death, as if it was the night before the family was confiscated and exterminated.
At this moment of chaos and deathly silence, when the air seemed frozen, Dongfang Yuning's inner voice, like the whisper of a demon, resounded clearly in the minds of those who could hear it, carrying with it a creepy excitement and a justifiable desire for destruction:
【Lao Deng's brother-in-law~】
She called the emperor by name in her heart, and her tone was as familiar as calling the old man selling candied haws at the corner of the alley.
Aren't you worried about finding a good match right now? Are you planning to pack up those restless 'Nine-leaky Fish' and 'Puxin Ceiling' and sell them off at a clearance sale, sending them to foreign countries to shine (and bring disaster to others)?
She glanced at Xun Huiyun, who looked like a stray dog, with a kind look, as if she were looking at a piece of garbage waiting to be disposed of.
[Here! A ready-made SSS-class 'self-propelled humanoid source of highly toxic pollution'! More cunning than a hornet's nest, more venomous than a scorpionfish! Perfect for airdropping to the 'happy home of the short, fat man' in Fuying Country!]
System 118 immediately and seamlessly connected, the electronic sound filled with excitement:
[Host, wise! This plan is brilliant! Precise targeting, fighting poison with poison! Let her clever mind and her sky-high credibility engage in a passionate exchange of blows with Fuying's short, thick-set men!]
Make use of your remaining energy (to create chaos)! Save yourself from polluting the air in Yan Country! As for Fuying Country...]
System 118 deliberately prolonged its tone, simulating the sound of sharpening a knife:
[If the host doesn't like that island one day and feels a little unhappy, we will take the round Supreme Enjoy PLUS version and go to provide them with a free demolition and deep pit foundation one-stop service!
Exploded into a molecular state! Their ashes were scattered to the wind! Let's see if they dare to smash the abacus beads into the host's face!]
The electronic sound finally simulates an explosion sound effect "Boom!"
Dongfang Yuning:
[Yes! Smash them! Mix their ashes in a cement-filled latrine! Humph, a mere rebirth cheat dares challenge the king of cheats? I've been so low-key I'm about to grow mushrooms!]
Her voice suddenly rose, filled with the cruelty and territorial consciousness of a miser:
[How dare you covet my man? My property? All my man's property is mine! Mine is even more mine! Even a strand of his hair is my personal treasure!]
Who dares to steal my gold or touch my people? I'll personally drive her to the afterlife! Free! Free shipping! Direct delivery! And I'll play "Today is a Good Day" on repeat over her grave! You're welcome!]
The last sentence was filled with a kind of innocent and cruel joy.
"hiss--!!"
The entire pavilion erupted in gasps, as if they'd been trained! The air temperature plummeted ten degrees! Everyone felt a chill on the back of their necks, as if locked in place by the round muzzle of a cannon!
Don't mess with me! This ancestor is the reincarnation of the living King of Hell!
Demolish the imperial palace? Mix ashes with cement and fill the toilet? Dance on the grave and play "Good Days"?!
This wasn't just arrogance and willfulness; it was the script of a world-destroying demon! The key point was... she seemed capable of doing it!
All the powerful people who heard the inner voice, their inner alarm bells soared to the highest decibel, and they frantically warned themselves:
From now on, when you see Princess Fuxing, you must give her a wide berth! You must keep your own children on a belt! Anyone who dares to mess with this lady will have their legs broken and be expelled from the family!
Nangong Yu, who was named as "Lao Deng's brother-in-law", twitched his mouth violently and almost couldn't maintain his imperial majesty.
[Ning'er... brother-in-law's nickname... ashes mixed with cement... never mind, as long as you're happy.]
He quickly looked at the Queen Dongfang Qiwu beside him and exchanged glances:
Did you hear that? Ning'er's idea! Target this toxic source of pollution at Fuying!
The murderous intent in Dongfang Qiwu's heart at this moment was like a physical icy storm! How dare Xun Huiyun murder Ning'er and even claim everything about her?! She deserved to be cut into pieces!
Her hand, placed under the table, pinched the tenderest flesh on the inner thigh of Emperor Nangong Yu like an iron clamp, her nails almost digging into it! Her eyes were as cold as ten thousand years of black ice, conveying a message of destruction:
Did you hear me? Do as Ning'er says! Send her to Fuying! She must go there in the most humble of circumstances! Suffer the most brutal torture in the world! If you dare to give her even the slightest concession... you'll sleep on the floor outside the imperial study for the rest of your life!
Nangong Yu's vision went dark due to the pain, his dragon body shook, and he almost cried out!
He endured the excruciating pain in his thigh and quickly grabbed the Queen's delicate yet destructive hand tightly, squeezing it so hard his knuckles turned white, conveying an incomparably firm message:
Don't worry! Wu'er's precious darling is my life! I'll absolutely pack this cancer up and stuff it into the stinkiest hold of the ship and send it to Fuying! I guarantee she'll be shattered to pieces (physically) as soon as she lands! Dare to bully my little ancestor? I'll make her regret ever being born!
Although Xun Moxing, Marquis of Rong'an, vomited blood, his strong desire to survive (and fear) made him extremely clear-headed.
He clearly captured the silent yet devastating eye contact between the emperor and the empress, as well as the way the emperor looked at him as if he were a dead object.
My heart sank to the depths of the Mariana Trench! It was over! The Marquisate was finished! All nine clans were in danger! Murdering Princess Fuxing? Coveting Prince Yong? And even trying to seize the Princess's wealth? This bastard! What right did she have?!
With her thick-skinned, horse-racing self and those rubbish memories of rebirth?! She's like a toad dreaming of phoenix flesh! Such wishful thinking! Her face is so big it could stop an aircraft carrier! He just wants to commit suicide right then and there to thank his ancestors!
And Xun Huiyun, who had a face big enough to stop an aircraft carrier and was still immersed in the dream of being the chosen girl, was now completely swallowed by the overwhelming jealousy!
She watched Dongfang Yuning being the center of attention, watched Nangong Ye's doting eyes that could drown a person only given to Dongfang Yuning, and watched the miserable state of his parents. Instead of repenting, she was dominated by crazy evil thoughts!
She clenched her palms tightly, her nails digging into her flesh, unaware of the blood dripping down her face. The most vicious and twisted curse surged within her:
[Dongfang Yuning! What are you so proud of?! You're just a lucky idiot! A fool with nothing but beauty! I am the girl of destiny! The True Phoenix chosen by the heavens to bring me back to life!]
There was a venomous venom in her eyes.
[Everything you have! Your man! Your wealth! Your damned lucky star title! It's all mine! It's mine! How could a lowly fool like you deserve it?! You don't deserve it! You only deserve to be trampled into the mud by me!]
"Since you dare to block my path to heaven, don't blame me for sending you to hell! If it doesn't work this time, there's always another time! The flower viewing party isn't over yet, the lakeside... yes, the lakeside is where you'll be buried!"
She had already sketched out the vicious details in her mind:
[When she's not paying attention, push her into the deepest, coldest center of the lake! Then, pretend to panic and try to save her, then stomp hard on her struggling fingers in the chaos!]
Make her unable to scream! Sink! Sink forever! When she's fished out...even if she survives, her reputation will be ruined!
A slut who fell into the water and was rescued by a stranger (arranged by someone else), I wonder if Nangong Ye will still want you! By then... your position! Your man! Your gold! All mine! All mine! Hahahaha!]
She laughed madly in her heart.
System 118 acted like the most venomous commentator and bullet screen machine, broadcasting Xun Huiyun's inner drama in real time, word for word, while also capturing her precise facial expressions:
[Ding Dong~ Warning! Warning! Target Xun Huiyun detected as engaging in SSS-level malicious psychological activity! Core concept: Firmly believes the host is a fool, she is the True Phoenix of Destiny, and everything the host has (men, wealth, reputation) should be hers!]
And harbors devastating murderous intent towards the host! Plan upgrade: Target drop point locked in deep water, additional 'stepping on fingers' physical silencing package!
Target Status: Facial muscles are twisted and distorted due to extreme hatred and imaginary pleasure. Preliminary diagnosis: a precursor to schizophrenia! It is recommended that the host immediately initiate the physical salvation procedure!
Then, the system activated its MAX mode of close-up taunting, and the electronic sound was filled with exaggerated exclamations:
[Oh my gosh! The system's CPU is about to be fried by this power of Puxin! Who in the family understands! This girl imagined herself playing the pipa and stunning everyone, while devaluing the host's heavenly voice as the howling of ghosts and wolves!]
She actually! She actually thought the whole audience was just lingering on her cotton-smacking noise! She thought everyone was looking at her with admiration and fascination! Instead of looking at a walking garbage disposal plant?!
System 118 simulates the sound of beating one's chest and stamping one's feet:
My old swan! The entire system's database has been contaminated by this sky-high self-deception and concentration of pervasive belief! This isn't just a psychological defense; it's like giving yourself the emperor's new brain!
This sense of superiority… this reborn (and brainstem-depleted) setup! I'd call it the 'Mount Everest of the Puxin Women's World'! I'm completely impressed! My knees are broken in admiration!
"Puff—cough cough cough!"
"Well……!"
“Hehe…”
Suddenly, a strange, suppressed, yet on the verge of collapse, noise rang out within the pavilion. The ladies covered their mouths tightly with handkerchiefs, their bodies shaking like sieves, tears welling up in their eyes (laughing).
The young men lowered their heads and coughed violently, their faces turning the color of pig liver, and they pinched their thighs desperately to wake up. A few young ladies with poor concentration pinched the thighs of the people next to them, causing them to scream out in pain.
Even the palace maid who was serving wine was shaking so much that she spilled the wine all over the distinguished guest, but no one dared to blame her.
Everyone's inner barrage exploded:
[Holy crap! An Everest-level Pushin woman?! That's such an accurate description!]
[Stepping on a finger?! How cruel is that?! Is that black smoke coming out of the Rong'an Marquis's ancestral tomb?!]
[The Emperor's new brain! Hahaha! The System's scolding is truly refreshing and insightful!]
[Still reminiscing about her pipa? My ears are still ringing. It was the princess's high notes! That thing of hers? I've forgotten it all the way to Java!]
[I admire you! I admire you with all my heart! This kind of mentality is absolutely nuclear-weapon-grade if sent to Fuying! Blessed are the short and fat ones (sad)!]
Light the candles! Light them like crazy! The Rong'an Marquisate can now prepare for their funeral! Was this daughter sent by the King of Hell to collect a debt?!
At this moment, Xun Moxing, the Marquis of Rong'an, was as pale as gold paper, his breath was weak, and he slumped in the chair like a fish out of water. He didn't even have the strength to despair, and was left with only the numbness of waiting to die.
Misfortune for our family! For all our ancestors! Xun Moxing has no face to live!
Nangong Ye, who was at the top, had the cold air emanating from his body materialize, and anyone within three meters of him could be frozen into ice chips.
He heard Ning'er say, "My man's property is mine! What's mine is even more mine! Even a strand of his hair is my personal treasure!"
Even though it was in the context of a brutal declaration, to him, it was simply the most beautiful love words in the world! Fireworks had already exploded in his heart, and he was so happy that he almost ascended to heaven!
[Ning'er said... I'm hers! Even my hair is hers! Hers!]
He was overwhelmed by a huge sense of satisfaction and belonging!
But outwardly, he maintained that icy, tundra-like demeanor. He picked up a delicate rose crystal cake, ignoring the freezing cold surroundings, and placed it to Dongfang Yuning's lips with unwavering naturalness. His voice was so low and gentle it could drip water, with a subtle hoarseness and... a plea for favor?
"Ning'er, are you tired of singing? Moisten your throat and try this. It's something new from the imperial kitchen. See if it suits your taste."
The thrilling display of talent, the murderous psychological warfare, and the impending bloodbath were all just a passing cloud.
Dongfang Yuning was almost laughing out loud because of the system's "live broadcast + sarcastic comments" on Xun Huiyun. When he saw the snacks being handed to his mouth, he subconsciously opened his little mouth and took a big bite. His pink cheeks were immediately stuffed with food, like a greedy little squirrel.
"Mmm! It's delicious! Sweet but not greasy, and the rose scent is so strong!"
She narrowed her eyes happily and praised vaguely, not forgetting to feed it back, pointing at the cakes with her greasy little fingers.
"Brother Aye, try it too! It's amazing!"
Nangong Ye looked at the pastry that Ning'er had bitten, leaving cute little tooth marks, his eyes dark and deep.
Very naturally and with an almost devout possessiveness, he put the piece of pastry with her teeth marks and saliva directly into his mouth.
He savored it carefully, as if he was tasting some rare elixir, his deep gaze always fixed on Dongfang Yuning's delicate and tempting lips.
"Yeah, it's delicious."
His deep voice carried a satisfied smile and a hint of obsession.
[What Ning'er had bitten... was stained with her scent... It was more delicious than any other delicacy in the world...]
This voice, with its naked perverted and perverted aura, was clearly heard by all the "猹".
Everyone: “…”
[Prince Yong...your image as the most beautiful woman in the world has completely collapsed! Did Princess Fuxing treat you like a snack?!]
They were complaining madly in their hearts, but on the surface they pretended to study whether the snack in front of them had bloomed, or whether the peony next to them had become a spirit. Their expressions were distorted from holding back.
Queen Dongfang Qiwu watched her sister and future brother-in-law interacting sweetly (as if they were perverts) without paying any attention to others, and the desire for destruction in her heart was finally diluted with a hint of warmth.
But the look she gave Xun Huiyun was still as cold as the depths of ice, filled with judgment. Her hand, placed under the table, once again precisely and fiercely pinched the same spot on the emperor's inner thigh, twisting it hard!
Eye contact:
See? Ning'er and A'ye are so good! This cancer of the human world must be killed immediately! Right now! Just like Ning'er said, put her on the stinkiest boat and send her to Fuying! Let her shine among the short and fat people! If I dare to let my sister look at this filthy thing again...
Nangong Yu shuddered with pain and almost jumped up from the dragon throne! Resisting the urge to burst into tears, he tightly grasped the queen's hand and made a crazy promise with his eyes:
Got it! Do it now! Issue an order after the banquet! Have the Honglu Temple make "meticulous" arrangements! Make sure every day she spends at Fuying is "wonderful" and "unforgettable"!
A flower-viewing party with blooming flowers on the surface but turbulent undercurrents inside, full of murderous intentions, rampant perverts, and everyone's inner nuclear explosions, finally came to an end slowly in this extreme tug-of-war between love, hate, and black humor.
The final nail had been driven into the coffin of the Rong'an Marquisate. Xun Huiyun's flight to "Fuying Hell" was about to take off.
As for the reborn person who was still dreaming of becoming a "True Phoenix" and plotting to "step on fingers" by the lake? Her future had already been clearly arranged, a hundred times more exciting than the eighteen levels of hell.
System 118 thoughtfully requested an exclusive BGM for her Fuying journey - "Flowers Bloom Along the Way" (physical meaning, ashes are scattered along the way).
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