Chapter 76: The whole family is offline
The sound of the clappers at the hour of Yin made people's hearts tremble. Inside the bedroom of Weiyang Palace, Dongfang Yuning was like a little animal that was forcibly dug out of hibernation. He buried his face in the brocade quilt, trying to suffocate the penetrating voice of the summons.
"Your Highness, it's time to get up—"
The voice was long and sticky, with the unquestionable aura unique to the palace, like a cold spider silk that wrapped around and could not be shaken off.
“What a miserable life…”
A deep sleepy wail came out from under the quilt, filled with the sorrow of having no desire to live.
[Dongfang Yuning, you're the donkey pulling the millstone! Born to toil! In your last life, you destroyed the Milky Way, so in this life, you're blessed to have to wake up at 3:00 AM every day! Accept it! Accept your fate!]
Resigned to her fate, she flung back the quilt and sat up, her movements sluggish, the sluggishness of someone ravaged by life. The palace maids on night duty filed in like programmed precision instruments, carrying a full set of dizzyingly complex court robes and toiletries. Their movements were light, swift, and well-trained.
The cold, wet handkerchief smeared on her face made her shiver, and the last bit of sleepiness that had resisted was finally driven out with a scream.
The bronze mirror reflected a small face that was still childish but was made particularly solemn by the court dress and jewels. She pulled the corners of her mouth, and the person in the mirror also responded with an arc of bitterness and hatred.
[This outfit is so heavy it could crush a cow!]
She complained madly in her heart,
If I were that donkey, those old men in the court would be the old beans on the millstone, hard and irritating. Grinding them day in and day out, they can't even produce two ounces of fragrant soy milk. Instead, they come up with some rotten ideas and bean dregs that will choke you to death!
Dongfang Yuning, eyes half closed, was half-supported, half-carried out of the Weiyang Palace by the palace maids. The sky was a deep, dark blue, with the morning star hanging alone. The crisp air, damp with dew, seeped into her nostrils. Instead of refreshing her, it made her miss her warm bed even more.
The magnificent sedan chair belonging to Her Royal Highness Princess Fuxing, like a cage inlaid with gold and jade, had long been waiting at the bottom of the stairs. She "crawled" in, almost using her hands and feet. The heavy curtains of the sedan chair dropped with a rustling sound, instantly blocking out the faint morning light outside and the respectful yet invisible pressure of the palace servants.
The world suddenly fell silent. She immediately collapsed onto the thickly cushioned seat like a puddle of boneless mud, letting out a long, exaggerated breath, trying to vent all the resentment she felt for getting up at the hour of Yin.
The sedan chair was lifted steadily and moved along the empty and silent palace road. The only sounds were the regular and light footsteps of the eunuchs carrying the sedan chair and the slight creaking of the sedan chair.
This palace road leading to the Taiji Hall was the only way for civil and military officials to attend court. In the past, when this magnificent sedan chair, symbolizing a "moving melon field," passed through this area, it marked the beginning of a day of "rushing emotions" and "soaring blood pressure" for the court officials.
They could always "hear" the conversation between the little ancestor in the sedan chair and a mysterious existence - those conversations were so explosive, the words so sharp, and the angles so tricky that they were enough to make the most mature and prudent ministers blush and sweat profusely, and they would wish they could find a hole in the ground to crawl into or become deaf on the spot.
For example, the day before yesterday, the Minister of Personnel, Lord Zhao, had taken in a new concubine, a 28-year-old, charming and stunningly beautiful woman, and was enjoying himself. Princess Fuxing's sedan chair passed by at a leisurely pace, and her clear inner voice, like an invisible thunderclap, struck the ears of all the courtiers with pricked ears:
[Hey! Tongzi, look! That old man in front with the goatee and the beautiful face! See it? Wow, that new beauty is his distant cousin, right?]
Should I call him my cousin based on seniority? An old cow chewing on young grass is nothing, but the key is chewing on the grass of a relative near my own nest? This operation is so cool!
Does that tigress wife of his know? Oh no! Tongzi, quickly check his wife's status! ... Ha! Found it!
His wife just went to the Big Buddha Temple outside the city yesterday and gritted her teeth to donate three hundred taels of incense money! I pray that the Bodhisattva will show his power and quickly take this disrespectful old pervert away!
Hahaha! Hilarious! The Bodhisattva is busy with her duties, probably dealing with a request for a child from the next village, so she has no time to bother with her! Madam Zhao, I'm afraid your money will be wasted!
Minister Zhao was stroking his precious beard at the time. Upon hearing this, he staggered and almost prostrated himself in front of everyone.
The old face instantly changed from a smug red to a pale color, and then from pale to a dark blue like the bottom of a pot. It was as exciting as a dyeing factory, and his beard was curled up with anger.
For example, yesterday, the Minister of Revenue, Lord Wang, solemnly stepped forward and petitioned to levy a 30% increase in commercial taxes to enrich the national treasury. His words were high-sounding and full of concern for the country and the people. The eldest princess's sedan chair slowly, as if deliberately, swayed to a stop near him. The inner voice filled his ears again like a demonic voice:
[Tsk tsk tsk, Lord Wang is so eager to make money? You're not very good at eating! I heard that your third son just spent a fortune at the Qianjin Yixiao Tower in the south of the city yesterday to win the smile of the top courtesan Miss Hongxiao?
Wow! Ten thousand taels of silver! Lord Wang, is this increased commercial tax enough to fill the hole your son has made in his brothel?
Why don't you go home and break your son's legs? The money you save will probably be more than the taxes you've increased! The treasury is empty? I think your third son's wallet is even emptier!]
At that time, Minister Wang felt a rush of hot blood rushing to his head, his vision went dark, and his body swayed a few times. He was only saved from fainting on the spot by the quick-eyed and quick-handed colleague who supported him.
His old face turned the color of liver, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a word in rebuttal. He only felt that countless sympathetic, mocking, or probing gazes were piercing him like needles.
Over time, this palace road became the daily "traveling path" for court officials. Those with weak mental abilities would experience rapid heartbeats, sweaty palms, and a state of alert at the mere sight of the resplendent golden sedan chair from afar.
Those with better psychological qualities have also learned to keep their eyes on the nose and their nose on the heart, trying to make themselves a background board, praying that the badger in the melon field will not be named today.
However, today is different.
The eldest princess' sedan chair traveled in an eerie silence.
There were no sharp and poignant comments, no earth-shattering revelations, not even a single complaint about getting up at the hour of Yin! Only the gentle creaking of the sedan chair was remarkably clear in the overly quiet palace passage.
This abnormal silence is even more creepy than the earth-shattering complaints of the past!
The civil and military officials waiting on both sides of the palace road, ready to join the court procession, looked at each other, with the same huge question mark and deep fear written on their faces.
"What...what happened?"
A younger censor lowered his voice and swallowed nervously.
"Your Highness is so quiet today... Is she unwell?"
Those who were criticized the most in the past are now the most nervous.
"Not really. The sedan chair is carried very steadily."
An old minister beside him stroked his beard, frowned, and looked worried.
"Could it be... he fainted? Or... fell asleep?"
Thinking of the latter possibility, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
"I'm used to hearing the daily morning radio drama of crying and complaining about my inner thoughts, but now it's gone..."
Another minister said with a bitter face,
"Why do I feel so empty inside? I'm even more panicked. I can't be tricked anymore!"
"Yeah yeah!"
Someone next to him immediately echoed, his voice trembling a little.
"Something must be wrong when it's out of the ordinary! Your Highness is so quiet today, could it be...she's holding back some earth-shattering move?"
As soon as this speculation came out, several people around shuddered and their faces turned even paler. For a moment, the atmosphere on the palace road was so solemn that it was almost wrung out of water. The figures who had previously tried to shrink like quails now couldn't help but stretch their necks, looking at the silent sedan chair with worry and curiosity.
Amidst this suffocating silence and the anxious speculations of all the officials, the sedan chair finally arrived at the white jade steps outside the Taiji Hall and landed steadily.
Almost the moment the sedan came to a complete stop, a dark figure darted in front of it like a gust of wind. With a barely perceptible hint of urgency, its slender, powerful fingers suddenly swung open the heavy curtain with a "swish!"
The cool light of the early morning instantly poured into the sedan, illuminating the cabin.
Dongfang Yuning was not as unconscious or sickly as everyone imagined.
She was sitting cross-legged on the cushion in high spirits, one hand supporting her chin and the other hand idly curling up a strand of her hair. Her little face didn't look tired at all, but rather a little... well, bored and distracted?
Those clear and cunning big eyes were rolling around, and I wonder what new ideas he was thinking of.
Prince Yong, Nangong Ye, lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and saw the lively and even somewhat "bored and looking for trouble" look of the little girl. His tense jawline relaxed almost imperceptibly, and a trace of relief flashed across his deep eyes.
God knows that when he saw the sedan chair coming quietly from a distance, his heart was in his throat, fearing that she was really sick or had an accident.
Fortunately, this little ancestor just... simply didn't "broadcast" in his mind? This idea made him feel a little ridiculous.
"cough,"
Nangong Ye coughed lightly, suppressed the joy of regaining what he had lost, put on his usual stern princely face, stretched out his hand to her, and said in a low and steady voice,
"Ning'er, we're here, get out of the sedan."
Dongfang Yuning finally came back to his senses from his own little world and saw the handsome but expressionless face outside the sedan chair curtain, and the bony and powerful hand.
She blinked her eyes, immediately put on a sweet smile, and put her little hand on it without any hesitation, using the force to jump off the sedan lightly, with very smooth movements.
"Thank you, Brother Aye!"
Her voice was clear and crisp, with the sweetness and innocence that is unique to young girls.
Nangong Ye made an almost inaudible "hmm" in response. The two of them, one in front and one behind, walked up the high white jade steps and into the solemn and majestic Taiji Hall under the complex gazes of all the officials.
"The Emperor has arrived—"
Following the eunuch's shrill and long "yes", Emperor Nangong Yu, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, walked into the hall surrounded by the imperial guards and sat on the dragon throne.
Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian followed closely behind, stopping at the foot of the imperial steps. The young crown prince stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his features inheriting the best qualities of his parents: handsome and sturdy, with a calm gaze and a certain composure.
Prince Yong, Nangong Ye, stood at the front of the line of military generals. His dark dragon robe made his posture look even more upright and stern, and his aura was overwhelming.
At the head of the line of civil officials stood the Grand Tutor Dongfang Yanru. This veteran of three dynasties had white hair and beard, a thin and elegant face, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.
Behind him were the burly and imposing Marquis of Zhenguo, Dongfang Liezheng, and the gentle and elegant Minister of Rites, Dongfang Qichen.
"Long live our emperor!"
The sound of kowtows was like a tsunami.
"Everyone, please stand."
Nangong Yu's voice was steady and powerful. His eyes swept over the ministers who bowed their heads below, and lingered for a moment on his sister-in-law's face, which was trying hard to look serious, but whose eyes were obviously beginning to wander.
The usual routine began. It was nothing more than discussing where the harvest had been good, where there were small bandit gangs, where funds were needed for river repairs... all routine topics, without any new ideas or exciting points.
Dongfang Yuning stood in her special spot not far from the imperial steps, her eyelids drooping as she listened. She forced herself to listen attentively, but the villain inside her was already yawning furiously:
[Boring... Tongzi, so boring! Is this all these old men keep talking about over and over again? Is there anything new? Anything exciting? I'm about to fall asleep if I keep listening! Can you please call on that... that so-and-so to tell something exciting? Like, how did his wife punish him by making him kneel on the washboard last night?]
Her bright eyes began to scan the court, as if she was really choosing which lucky (or unlucky) person to "live up the atmosphere."
As soon as her eyes drifted away, the atmosphere in the court became more tense!
The ministers whose gaze swept over them, regardless of their rank or how straight they had stood before, now wished they could use the legendary "bone-shrinking magic" to shrink themselves as small as possible, ideally to disappear on the spot! Some of those with poor mental qualities had already seen fine beads of cold sweat oozing from their foreheads.
Crazy OS screen:
[Don't look at me! Don't look at me! Please spare me, little ancestor! I've been very well behaved lately!]
My wife is gentle and virtuous! She never makes me kneel on the washboard! We only have a futon at home!
[It's over, it's over! She's looking at me! Does she know that I secretly ate two meat buns in the duty room yesterday and didn't share them with my colleagues?]
Oh, heaven and earth! I just want to be a quiet civet! I don't want to be the peeled melon in the melon field!
The whole Taiji Hall was filled with a strange atmosphere of "everyone is in danger" and "walking on thin ice".
Even Nangong Yu, who was sitting on the dragon throne, paused with his hand holding the teacup. He glanced at his sister-in-law who was starting to "call out troops and generals" again, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian tried hard to maintain the dignity of a crown prince, but a hint of helpless smile still revealed at the corners of his tightly pursed lips.
Nangong Ye had no expression on his face, and he just twisted his fingers hanging by his side silently.
Just as Dongfang Yuning's "death gaze" was about to lock onto a particularly guilty-looking official, a burst of rapid and clear footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall, followed by the loud voice of the palace guard reporting, breaking the tense silence inside the hall:
"Your Majesty! Prince Jin Mochen of Yunjiang and Princess Jinse have presented a letter of greeting outside the palace gates, requesting an audience!"
The report was like a huge rock dropped into a calm lake, instantly capturing everyone's attention. The officials, who had been trying to minimize their presence, breathed a sigh of relief and looked curiously toward the palace gate.
The Prince of Yunjiang? A prince of a different surname? And with his princess? This was a rare guest, and even more so... an uninvited one!
Dongfang Yuning, who was about to "order some melons" to liven up the atmosphere, suddenly had his eyes light up! Boredom and sleepiness were instantly swept away, replaced by a blazing fire of gossip and the excitement of adventure!
【King Yunjiang? 】
She immediately activated her exclusive melon-eating system in her mind.
[Tongzi! Tongzi 118! Stop playing dead! Hurry up and dig up some information about this Prince Yunjiang. What's his background? Where did he come from? Why have I never heard of him? And that princess named Jinse? Her name sounds quite artistic, but what's she like? Quick! Activate your gossip radar and do a deep scan!]
[Ding!]
The electronic sound of System 118 immediately sounded, with a kind of excitement and disbelief as if a super-large melon had been discovered.
[Host's command received! Target locked: Yunjiang King Jin Mochen and his daughter, Princess Jinse! Initiating the highest level information scan... Zizi... Scan completed! Data transmitting... Wow!!!!]
The system suddenly let out an extremely anthropomorphic, shocked cry, which almost numbed Dongfang Yuning's brain.
[Host! Host! Hold on tight! Hold on to your little stool! Don't fall! This melon...it's guaranteed to be ripe! Guaranteed authenticity! And...it's outrageous! It's outrageous to open the door—outrageous to the extreme! I'm so angry that the system code is about to be disordered! I'm furious to the maximum! This concerns the fate of your sister, the Queen, and your entire Dongfang family!]
This exaggerated tone instantly ignited Dongfang Yuning's curiosity! She subconsciously clenched her fists in her wide sleeves, leaning forward slightly, her eyes wide open:
[What's that? Hurry up! I'm sitting here! I've got the little stool, melon seeds, and soda ready! I'm just waiting for your exciting news to go with your meal! Don't keep me in suspense!]
Her look of complete concentration and excitement was clearly "played" into the minds of everyone in the Tai Chi Hall who pricked up their ears (or were forced to prick up their ears) through the mysterious link of their inner voice.
Almost at the same time——
Sitting on the dragon throne, Emperor Nangong Yu, who was holding up a teacup to drink, froze imperceptibly. His hand holding the tea stopped in mid-air. His deep eyes, sharp as an eagle, instantly locked onto the direction of the palace door, able to see through the heavy door to the father and daughter.
The calm aura of an emperor surrounding him was quietly carrying a hint of cold scrutiny and... a subtle hostility.
At the foot of the imperial steps, Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian's previously calm eyes suddenly focused, a sharp light flashing across them. His straight back tensed even more, and his hands at his sides quietly clenched into fists.
This matter concerns his mother, his younger siblings, and the entire Dongfang family. He can no longer remain calm and stay out of it.
At the head of the group of military generals, Prince Yong Nangong Ye's cold and calm eyes flashed with an extremely cold murderous intent, so fast that it was impossible to catch. However, the low pressure emanating from his body made the generals closest to him feel a chill in their spines, and they subconsciously moved half a step away.
In front of the train of civil servants, Taifu Dongfang Yanru's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his sharp old eyes that had seen through the world narrowed slightly, with a gleam of brilliance in them.
Behind him, the already resolute facial lines of the Marquis of Zhenguo, Dongfang Liezheng, instantly tightened as rock, and a murderous aura of an iron-blooded battlefield faintly emanated from him.
The usual gentle smile on the face of Dongfang Qichen, the Minister of Rites, disappeared without a trace, and his eyes became extremely cold, as if icy.
All the court officials, no matter if they were just quails or background members before, held their breath at this moment, their ears standing up straighter than rabbits!
The entire Taiji Hall fell into a dead silence, so still that one could hear a pin drop, even the air froze! Everyone's attention was focused on the shocking secret that was about to be revealed, "exclusively announced" by Her Royal Highness the Princess!
System 118's electronic voice, filled with shock and anger, exploded in everyone's consciousness like thunder:
[Yunjiang King Jin Mochen! The only king of a different surname in this dynasty! His father, Old Prince Jin, had accompanied the Great Ancestor in conquering the world and had indeed made great contributions. His loyalty was beyond reproach, which is why he was granted the hereditary title of king of a different surname, and his fiefdom was in Yunjiang, a remote place in the southwest.
But! By the time of Jin Mochen's generation, he hadn't inherited any of his father's loyalty and courage. Instead, his ambition had swelled even more than his father's appetite during the war! He'd been completely misled! He had a wicked ambition!]
[Look, this time he brought his precious daughter, Princess Jinse, all the way to the capital to 'pay his respects', and his purpose was not simple at all!
His wishful thinking was: First, let that Princess Jinse dominate the Emperor's harem! Squeeze out, or even... destroy your sister, Empress Dongfang!]
"boom--!!!"
An invisible spiritual shock wave swept across the entire Tai Chi Hall!
Although it was just a voice in his heart, the words "Kill your sister, Queen Dongfang" were like poisoned ice cones, piercing into the hearts of Emperor Nangong Yu, Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian and all the Dongfang family members!
Nangong Yu's fingers holding the teacup suddenly tightened, his kilns turned white, and the fine official kiln porcelain cup let out a slight groan.
Nangong Chengqian's eyes instantly filled with bloodshot. Dongfang Yanru's body swayed slightly, Dongfang Liezheng's fists clenched and crackled, and Dongfang Qichen's nails dug deep into his palms.
The system's revelations continued, like a death knell from hell:
[Step two: Kill your nephew, Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian! Get rid of this legitimate heir!]
Nangong Chengqian only felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
[Step three: Kill the entire Dongfang family! Your father, your eldest brother, your second brother, your third brother... leave no one alive! Completely eradicate the power of the Queen's mother's family!]
The three men from the Dongfang family instantly became so gloomy that water could drip out of their faces, with raging rage and cold murderous intent in their eyes.
[The final step! Let that Princess Jinse use all means to control the Emperor! Turn the wise and powerful Emperor into Jin Mochen's puppet! From now on, the Nangong family's world will have to change to the Jin family! They, father and daughter, want to be the de facto masters of this country!]
The electronic sound of System 118 was filled with extreme ridicule and anger.
[BOOM——!!!]
This time, it was a silent nuclear explosion that exploded in everyone's mind!
Silence! Deathly stillness! Absolute shock! It was as if even time had frozen!
Everyone in the court, from the emperor, princes, and crown princes to lowly officials, was shocked to their core by this earth-shattering and horrifying conspiracy!
My mind went blank! I couldn't find any words to describe the turmoil in my heart at this moment! A plot to usurp the throne! Killing the regnal and the empress! Slaughtering the crown prince! Exterminating an entire family!
They also want to turn the emperor into a puppet! This is no longer just ambition, this is madness! It is self-destruction!
After a brief moment of dead silence, Dongfang Yuning's voice, filled with disbelief and extreme mockery, was like a spark that ignited a barrel of explosives, instantly igniting the pent-up anger in everyone's hearts:
【Where's your face?!】
Her inner voice was so sharp that it almost pierced her eardrums.
"Tongzi, tell me, where are those father and daughter's faces?! Are they made of titanium alloy or the corners of the city wall? Why are they so thick?! Just because their faces are as big as basins, they dare to dream of such a grandiose thing?!"
What a wonderful thought! What's going on? Do they think that everyone in our Dongfang and Nangong families is dead? Or do they think that the world is their backyard and they can take it all they want? Should they just give it to them? They can dream big!
This merciless curse accurately hit everyone's pain point!
Not only was there a glint of cold in the eyes of Emperor Nangong Yu, who sat on the throne, his icy murderous intent almost tangible! Nor was it just Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian and Prince Yong Nangong Ye who were shrouded in a chilling chill!
Below, the three pillars of the Dongfang family were even more furious, their eyes bloodshot!
Imperial Tutor Dongfang Yanru: A lifelong loyalist to the emperor and patriot, with students and mentors all over the world, he values his family's reputation above all else. Hearing that someone is trying to not only kill his proudest daughter, but also wipe out his entire Dongfang clan?
This was simply digging up the roots of his Dongfang family! The old man was so angry that his beard was shaking, and a terrifying gleam flashed in his cloudy old eyes.
Dongfang Liezheng, the Marquis of Zhenguo, is a brave general on the battlefield, a hero who fought his way through the sea of blood. Hearing that someone wants to kill his sister (the queen), harm his nephew (the crown prince), and even exterminate his entire family?
This made him even more furious than a direct stab! He felt his blood burning, a surge of violent anger surging in his chest, almost breaking through the cage of reason! If he hadn't been in the court, he would have probably drawn his sword and roared in anger!
Dongfang Qichen, the Minister of Rites, was known for his gentle demeanor and exceptional strategy. At this moment, that warm facade shattered completely, leaving only a bone-chilling coldness.
Was he plotting against his beloved sister (the Queen) and his entire family? This was a mortal feud that would never end! His eyes were as deep as a cold pond, and countless venomous schemes to make Prince Yunjiang and his daughter "legitimately" disappear into thin air flashed through his mind.
Throughout the court, invisible rage was burning, intertwining, and colliding crazily! The air was so scorching hot that it was almost suffocating!
All the forces belonging to the Nangong royal family and the Dongfang family, stimulated by this horrific conspiracy, shared a common hatred and were filled with murderous intent!
However, the system's next wave of revelations pushed this murderous intent to its peak, casting a creepy and strange shadow:
[Host! Something even more terrifying and vicious lies ahead! They dare to think this way, not just because they're thick-skinned! They have something to rely on! They'll use those sinister and evil tricks from the southwest—gu! Insects!]
Gu worm?! These two words carried a sinister aura, causing many court officials to shudder subconsciously and turn pale.
[That Princess Jinse is a completely evil witch! She uses her own body as a container to raise Gu! She has transformed herself into a half-human, half-Gu monster!
She came here not to win favor at all, her real purpose was to find ways to get close to the Emperor, and then... use the most vicious love Gu or puppet Gu that she carefully cultivated to plant it in the Emperor's body!
System 118's voice was filled with extreme disgust and a hint of barely perceptible fear.
Once the poisonous insect successfully enters the body and takes effect... the emperor will become her puppet! His temperament will change drastically, and he will not recognize his relatives! He will act completely according to the instructions of this vicious witch!
The first person I want to kill is your sister, Queen Dongfang! Then the Queen's four children—the Crown Prince, the Princess, the Fifth Prince, and the Sixth Prince—I won't let any of them go!
Finally... it's you, the entire Dongfang family! Root out!]
The future picture depicted by the system is bloody, dark and despairing!
【Depend on--! ! ! 】
Dongfang Yuning's heart exploded completely! Like a lit firecracker,
How the hell can we tolerate this?! This isn't just a slap in the face, this is like they're going to wipe out our entire family, pot and all, leaving nothing behind!
Tongzi! You say! Am I using that round ball to blast them, father and daughter, along with the land outside the palace gate, into ashes?
Or should we switch to the newly arrived little world-destroying fireworks (laser cannons)? I guarantee they'll pass away peacefully, their ashes spread evenly!]
Her simple, crude and destructive solution made all the civil and military officials in the court, including the emperor on the dragon throne, feel their scalps tingling and a chill on the back of their necks!
Round? Little fireworks of destruction? Although I don't know what it is exactly, just by hearing the name and the host's gloomy voice, I know it is definitely a weapon of destruction!
[Host! Calm down! You absolutely must stay calm!]
System 118 was so frightened that the electronic sound changed its pitch and issued a sharp alarm.
[You can't do that! You absolutely can't do that! We're in the imperial court right now! In the Taiji Hall! In the Imperial Palace! If you fire that 'round and round' attack, not only will the father and daughter be destroyed, but the entire Imperial Palace, along with half of the capital, will be blown to the sky!]
By then, forget about the melons, not even a single wild boar will be left! Our mission is to enjoy the melons and the show while maintaining the stability of the plot, not to become a world-destroying demon! Host, think twice!]
The system is about to cry.
[So what do you say we should do?!]
Dongfang Yuning's heart was filled with rage.
"Am I supposed to just sit there and watch them bring in the poisonous insects and harm people? Am I supposed to wait for my sister, my nephew, and my entire family to be killed by them?"
[There is a way! There is a way!]
System 118 said hurriedly, as if offering a treasure, with an eagerness to "praise me quickly".
[This tong has a treasured treasure in the bottom of the box - Wandu Buqin Pills! A must-have medicine for home and travel to prevent poison and poison!
Regardless of whether it's a deadly poison that kills instantly or a strange and unpredictable poisonous insect, anyone who sees this pill will have to avoid it! Trembling!
Even the legendary Gu King would be instantly transformed into pus if exposed to the medicinal aura emitted by this pill! Guaranteed to make you and those you wish to protect immune to all poisons and indestructible!]
The system is working hard to sell.
[As long as you and your family (his eyes hinted at the emperor, the crown prince, the prince, and all members of the Dongfang family) eat this pill in advance, the poisonous insects of the Jinse witch will be a bunch of useless insects!
At that point, the initiative will be entirely in your hands! You can manipulate this ignorant father and daughter however you want! The rest of the drama is up to you, the host, to play with as much as you want!
The system painted a beautiful picture, but then the tone suddenly changed, and the electronic voice took on a hint of guilty flattery.
[It's... that... this precious pill. It's not easy to make, the ingredients are scarce, and the efficacy is incredible... So the price... hehe, it's a little bit more expensive... just a little bit! Really just a little bit!]
【system--! ! ! 】
Dongfang Yuning's voice instantly rose an octave, filled with anger at being ripped off.
You! Want! To! Rob! During! A! Fire?!
Every word was like ice chips squeezed out from between teeth.
[Believe it or not, I'm going to die with you right now! We'll all be done together! Anyway, if the mission fails, we'll all be formatted by the main system together!]
She started to break the jar,
[Besides! When you first linked me, you didn't even give me a newbie gift pack! Stingy system!]
Now that we've finally encountered a crisis that requires your assistance, consider this Wandu Bujin Pill as part of your newbie gift pack for this host! It's perfectly reasonable! It's only natural!]
She began to "rob" the system with confidence.
【Host! 】
System 118 let out a mournful cry.
[You're clearly taking advantage of my misfortune! This is blatant robbery! I need to eat... no, I need to circulate energy too!]
【OK! 】
Dongfang Yuning's voice was clear and concise, with a kind of rogue spirit of "not afraid of wearing shoes when barefoot".
[Can't come to an agreement, huh? Then forget it! Let's all perish together! I won't live anymore~~~~ I'm going out right now to tell that father and daughter that I know everything about their conspiracy!]
Then immediately detonate the bomb! The three of us (the host, the system, and Prince Yunjiang and his daughter), plus this palace, will ascend to heaven with a bang! We'll have company on our way to the underworld!]
She was acting as if she was determined to die together with him.
[Oh my! My Lord! My little ancestor!]
System 118 was completely panicked, and the electronic voice took on a sobbing tone and the high-pitched flattery of a eunuch.
[I was wrong! I'll prepare it for you right now! Right now! Calm down! Calm down! I want it all! Everyone you want to protect, no one left out! The Emperor, the Empress, the Crown Prince, the Princess, the two princes, Prince Yong, the Grand Tutor, the Marquis of Zhenguo, the Minister of State, the Imperial Merchant, your mother, your future mother-in-law... all of them have a share!]
The system speaks as fast as popping beans.
[Please accept! The 'Wandu Bujin Pill' has been urgently airdropped to your system space! Find an opportunity, take it out without anyone noticing, and find a way to get them to eat it!]
Guaranteed to cure the poison instantly! No cheating! Free! Absolutely free! Just think of it as... just think of it as a gift from us to reissue your newbie gift pack!]
The system quickly became timid and humbled itself to the dust.
At the moment the system finished speaking, on the dragon throne—
Emperor Nangong Yu, who had been silent as a mountain with a cold face, seemed to have finally come back to his senses from the horrific conspiracy and the devastating bargaining between his sister-in-law and the system.
He suddenly put down the ice-cold teacup he had been holding in his hand, and the porcelain bottom hit the imperial desk with a crisp and majestic "click".
He raised his eyes, his gaze like a sharp icy blade, shooting straight towards the palace door. His voice was steady and cold, carrying the unquestionable imperial pressure, and resounded clearly throughout the deadly Taiji Palace:
"Pass on my oral order. Have Prince Yunjiang and his daughter wait outside the palace gate!"
He deliberately emphasized the word "standby", and each word was like an ice bead bursting out from between his teeth.
"Today, I am not feeling well and am restless. I am not suitable to meet with any guests. Please wait for my order before you can see me. I am leaving the court!"
The word "withdraw from court" was decisive and left no room for maneuver.
After the emperor finished speaking, he stood up abruptly without even waiting for the eunuch to say hello. His bright yellow dragon robe brought up a gust of cold wind, and he strode into the back hall without looking back, leaving behind all the civil and military officials in the hall, who were shocked by this shocking conspiracy and the even more "shocking" voices, and their facial expressions were completely out of control.
The entire Taiji Hall once again fell into a silence even more eerie than before.
Only this time, beneath the silence, there was no longer pure shock and anger, but also an indescribable pain that made one want to burst into laughter but had to hold it back!
Everyone's gazes were all directed in a complicated and unanimous manner at Dongfang Yuning, who was still standing there, seemingly unaware of the "nuclear explosion" effect he had caused, and with a look of satisfaction on his face as if he had "done the job".
Dongfang Yuning (inner thoughts): [Done! Got the pill! Next... hey, wait and see how I'll kill you, this father and daughter who are just toads dreaming of eating swan meat!]
All the ministers in the court (on the surface): eyes look at nose, nose looks at heart, solemn and dignified.
The court officials (inner thoughts): [Help! It's so painful to hold back my laughter! My face is cramping! Little Ancestor/Your Highness, this conversation between you and your cowardly leader... is ten thousand times more exciting than a troupe! This court... is truly worth it (life is short)!]
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