Chapter 70: Fly, the Reborn Heroine
Inside the hall, the lights were brilliant, as bright as day. Huge golden pillars with coiled dragons supported the gilded and painted dome, and candlelight reflected on the shiny golden brick floor, flowing into a warm, honey-colored river of light.
The sounds of stringed instruments flowed softly, the air was filled with the elegant scent of ambergris, mixed with the aroma of wine, fruit, and the delicate fragrance of the ladies' cosmetics. Clinking glasses, surrounded by jewels and jade, the scene was a harmonious and joyful one, a scene of splendor and prosperity.
However, beneath this glitz and glamour, several people at the pinnacle of power are experiencing a silent battle of stifling laughter and self-harm that concerns the lives of nine generations of their families.
Emperor Nangong Yu used his iron-blooded tactics to purge the court. He issued a secret decree
"Anyone who reveals the true feelings of Princess Fuxing, Dongfang Yuning, will be charged with treason and his entire clan will be exterminated!"
It was like a sword hanging over everyone's head, a sword that no one dared to forget. At this moment, this sword was forcing them to take ruthless action against themselves.
Princess Fuxing, Dongfang Yuning, was wearing a light blue silk palace dress today. The hem of her skirt was embroidered with intricate star tracks and lively vines in silver thread. The dress shone brightly as she walked, making her face look as white as jade.
Her dark eyes were fixed on Xun Huiyun, the eldest daughter of the Rong'an Marquis's Mansion, who had just put down the jade teacup in the seat opposite her.
Xun Huiyun noticed the gaze and turned her head slightly towards Dongfang Yuning. A gentle and decent smile appeared on the corner of her lips, but a hint of coldness and indifference flashed across the depths of her eyes.
She was wearing a water-blue wide-sleeved fairy dress, and her figure was slim, standing out among the noble ladies.
Dongfang Yuning was furious at her gentle glance. His face tensed, his pink lips pouting imperceptibly, and he roared silently in his heart:
[Tong! Give me a huge orgasm, I'll make her the real heroine! This gorgeous white lotus is so pretentious that I'm almost blinded! How can I get my brother-in-law to order her out to dance? I can't wait to see her perform her 'spraying' stunts! Hurry, hurry, hurry!]
Almost at the same moment her thoughts fell, a lively electronic sound rang in her mind:
[System 118 received! Host, did you see the newly reborn heroine Xun Huiyun take a sip of tea? Hehe, it contains a super-enhanced version of "Flowing Away" produced by this system!
One drop is enough to transform a savage elephant into a moving fountain! Host, please fasten your seatbelts, oh no, cover your mouth and nose, and prepare to enjoy the spectacular show! Real-time scanning shows that your brother-in-law, Emperor Nangong Yu, is about to begin the talent show by the noble ladies of Yan State! Perfect timing!
Queen Dongfang Qiwu, perched high on the throne, was dignified and elegant. She tilted her head slightly to listen to an old imperial official, a smile on her lips. However, Dongfang Yuning's inner voice, "Give me a blast!", echoed like thunder in her mind!
The queen's well-maintained white hand, hidden under the wide sleeves of her phoenix robe, moved to her side as fast as lightning and silently.
With a barely perceptible eagerness, her fingertips precisely reached under the intricate embroidery of the dragon robe and gave Emperor Nangong Yu's strong thigh a hard twist!
“Hmm!”
Nangong Yu was about to drink from the jade cup when he was suddenly shocked by the "surprise attack" and his whole body froze. A muffled groan was almost suppressed in his throat. His hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and a few drops of wine spilled out of the glass.
Nangong Yu turned his head instantly, his deep eyes, filled with inquiry and a hint of familiar helplessness, accurately locked onto his wife beside him.
Their eyes met.
Dongfang Qiwu's face still wore that perfect smile of a queen, impeccably dignified. But deep within her phoenix eyes, a silent urging and unquestionable insistence were clearly conveyed: "Hurry up! Don't dawdle! Don't make Ning'er unhappy! If you don't take action now, I'll burst out laughing!"
Nangong Yu's deep eyes flashed with a knowing smile and a hint of indulgence and helplessness. He calmly reached out his other hand, and under the shelter of the wide throne, he firmly grasped the Queen's hand, which was about to withdraw after the "committing a crime".
His fingertips gently stroked the back of her hand, his eyes gentle, conveying a clear message: Wu'er, I heard you. Don't worry, I'll arrange it immediately! Who dares to delay the show my sister-in-law wants to see? But...hiss...you're so cruel! It's so hard to hold back my laughter!
The silent communication between the emperor and the empress was as fast as lightning. Others only felt that the emperor and the empress were deeply in love, and their smiles were full of affection.
And below, the reactions of several "listeners" who were connected by blood were more direct and...painful.
Princess Nangong Yue, who sat not far below the emperor, was boredly poking at a piece of delicate plum cake with a silver skewer. When Dongfang Yuning's wish of "making her the heroine of Zhenxiang" burst into her mind, she suddenly paused, her beautiful phoenix eyes suddenly lighting up like searchlights!
She quickly raised her eyes, looking past several figures, and accurately caught sight of Dongfang Yuning's little face, which was trying hard to remain tense but unable to hide its excitement.
[Pfft! A truly charming heroine? Splatoon? Auntie, are you trying to make me die of laughter so you can inherit my jewelry box?!]
Nangong Yue's mind was frantically scrolling through the screen, and the muscles at the corners of her mouth began to twitch uncontrollably. She suddenly lowered her head, pretending to examine the plum cake she had poked to pieces. Her other hand slammed down on the table, quickly and accurately pinching the most tender flesh on the outside of her thigh!
hiss--!
The pain instantly suppressed her smile. When she raised her head, her expression had returned to that of a noble and cold princess, but deep in her eyes, the excitement of "I understand" and the tears of "I'm having a hard time holding them back" were glittering wildly.
[My little aunt is still so majestic and domineering! Even though she's just a tiny little thing, well, I have to keep pampering her! I have to pamper her! I have to eat the whole melon! I'll accept being a wild goose in the melon field! Hold it in! Don't laugh! I'll kill all my clans!]
On the other side, Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian sat upright, his demeanor calm and composed. He had just finished exchanging pleasantries with the Fuying envoy sitting next to him and sipped his wine. Dongfang Yuning's thoughts struck his mind like thunder.
“Cough…cough cough!”
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince choked on the wine and suddenly lowered his head to cough. The wide sleeves of the Crown Prince's uniform perfectly concealed his instantly distorted face and the wildly raised corners of his mouth.
He used the cover of coughing to pinch the soft flesh on his waist with his left hand under his sleeve. The force was so great that it would probably be bruised tomorrow.
[A huge outpouring...Super enhanced version...Moving fountain...Puff!]
The villain in the prince's heart was already rolling on the ground with laughter.
[Auntie… your adjective is truly… brilliant! I… I’m dying!]
He suppressed the convulsions of his internal organs, and when he raised his head, his face showed the deep and steady expression of a crown prince, but the corners of his eyes were slightly red due to suppressing laughter and the "self-harm" just now.
His eyes seemed to sweep towards Xun Huiyun unintentionally, and then fell back on Dongfang Yuning. There was only pure, unconditional indulgence and the determination to "give it all up".
【Um. 】
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince feels a great weight on his heart.
[Whatever my aunt wants to do, I'll support her. Even if the sky falls, I'll still hold it up. The worst that can happen is... I'll just pinch myself!]
Prince Yong, Nangong Ye, who was closest to Dongfang Yuning, had the most direct and predictable reaction. He had been lazily leaning back in his chair, playing with his white jade wine glass.
When some shocking words and phrases came into the little princess' mind along with her joyful mood, Nangong Ye's peach blossom eyes, which always had a bit of laziness and alienation, narrowed instantly. A sharp light flashed, and then turned into a thick and inextricable warmth and... extreme vigilance!
[A huge outburst...Supercharged?! Prepare to cover your mouth and nose?!]
Alarm bells rang in Nangong Ye's mind.
[The little princess is protecting me! She says I'm her man! Hehe...]
The moment this silent, silly smile emerged, it was instantly extinguished by the system's terrifying description. A huge desire to survive (mainly because he was afraid of fuming the little princess) instantly overwhelmed everything!
He sat up abruptly, his movements so dramatic that they drew the attention of several nearby members of the imperial family. Amidst their puzzled gazes, Prince Yong quickly and naturally removed a priceless, mutton-fat white jade dragon pendant from his belt.
Then, under the cover of the wide sleeves of the prince's robe, he remained calm and steady as he used the hard and cold edges of the jade pendant to slam into the outside of his strong thigh!
“Hmm!”
A faint groan escaped from his tightly pursed lips. It hurt! It really hurt! But the effect was remarkable! All the smiles vanished! Only the iron will to "protect Ning'er" remained!
[…I have to carry her away from here! Evacuate at the speed of light!]
He quickly calculated the best route, his eyes sharp as an eagle.
[It definitely smells bad, don't pollute Ning'er's air! If anyone dares to let Ning'er breathe in even a hint of that odor, I'll skin her alive!]
He even adjusted his sitting position in advance, extending one foot slightly forward, ready to launch himself at any moment. He still clutched the jade pendant tightly in his hand, preparing for the next round of "self-suppression."
Just as the undercurrent was surging and several core "listeners" were engaged in a fierce "self-struggle", the sound of stringed instruments came to an end.
Nangong Yu cleared his throat, and his majestic and steady voice resounded through the hall like a huge bell:
"Today is a good day to celebrate the eternal marriage between Fu Ying and my Dayan, and to conclude this auspicious marriage."
He glanced at the Fuying envoys and nodded slightly, then changed the subject with unquestionable imperial majesty.
"At this auspicious occasion, how can we not have art to liven up the atmosphere? The noble lady of Yan Country is renowned for her talent and virtue. Miss Xun Huiyun, the legitimate daughter of the Rong'an Marquis's mansion—"
The emperor's gaze fell precisely on the aquamarine figure.
"I've heard you're incredibly talented, so I'll let you perform a dance for me and our distinguished guests to celebrate this auspicious day!"
"Buzz—"
The hall was silent for a moment, and then polite voices of agreement and praise were heard.
Countless eyes were focused on Xun Huiyun.
Xun Huiyun's heart suddenly sank! An extremely sudden, cramping pain, originating from deep within her abdomen, struck her without warning! Her fingertips felt cold, and she quickly suppressed her doubts and uneasiness, taking a deep breath. Opportunity! A huge opportunity! The emperor's personal choice! A stage where she could make a splash!
She stood up gracefully, her aquamarine dress rippling softly, and bowed gracefully to the throne:
"Your humble servant, Xun Huiyun, obeys your command. It is truly your greatest honor to dance before the Emperor."
The voice is clear and melodious, with reserved confidence.
Dongfang Yuning looked at her graceful back, rubbing his hands excitedly in his sleeves, his face flushed with excitement:
[Tong! She's gone, she's gone! My popcorn, oh no, my nose is ready! 'Runaway' plus version, please don't let me down! I want to see her spin and jump and close her eyes... poop!]
System 118 responded excitedly:
[Host, rest assured! The drug's effectiveness is increasing exponentially! It's expected to reach its peak with the first difficult spin! The countdown begins—]
A melodious flute sounded.
Xun Huiyun stood in the hall, like a graceful green lotus. She slowly raised her arms, swaying her body to the soothing music, her movements graceful and relaxed, her devotion unwavering.
Everyone at the table was fascinated by the performance.
[Tsk, you're pretending to be serious.]
Dongfang Yuning curled his lips.
[Master, what percentage of the drug effect has been loaded?]
System 118:
[Report to the host! 'A Thousand Miles' has breached the safety threshold! The target organism's internal pressure continues to surge... The burst point is locked - in ten seconds, 'Flowing Wind Returning Snow' will initiate a massive spin!]
The music became faster, with the pipa playing loudly and the drums beating densely.
Xun Huiyun tapped her toes lightly, her movements suddenly accelerating! Her aquamarine skirt fluttered like waves, and she performed a series of small twirls, her graceful movements drawing admiration from all around.
Her confidence swelled, her eyes swept across the throne, passing through the astonished eyes, and finally swept across Dongfang Yuning with a hint of imperceptible provocation——
[Bitch, watch carefully! ]
Now is the time!
The music suddenly rose to a sharp point!
A gleam of light flashed in Xun Huiyun's eyes. She used her left foot as the axis, raised her right leg high, and her body began to spin at an extremely explosive high speed as if caught in a whirlwind!
The wide aquamarine sleeves are fully spread out, and the skirt swirls into a perfect circle, shining and colorful, so beautiful!
The moment when the third rotation was at its most perfect position—
Something strange happened suddenly!
A terrifying force originating from the deepest part of his internal organs, like a dormant volcano being ignited, brought with it a destructive torrent, breaking through all shackles!
“Puff—Puff—!”
A dull, long, eerie sound, like a worn-out bellows squeezed to its limit, erupted from beneath Xun Huiyun's swirling skirt, earth-shattering! Clear, abrupt, and shocking, it instantly drowned out the soaring music!
Time stood still.
The sound of stringed instruments was abruptly cut off. The entire Purple Palace fell into a dead silence, so thick it was suffocating.
Everyone's expression froze and shattered. Shock, bewilderment, horror, disbelief!
All eyes, with great impact, were fixed on the aquamarine figure standing stiffly in the center of the hall.
Then——
An indescribable smell, a mixture of fermented sourness and intense stench, like an invisible, sticky poisonous miasma, exploded violently with Xun Huiyun as the center!
It instantly filled the entire hall, domineeringly dispersing the aroma of ambergris, wine, fruit, and powder!
"vomit--!"
In the corner, a young official retched in pain and covered his mouth tightly.
The sound is like a drop of water thrown into boiling oil!
"hiss--!"
A certain Shangshu sucked in a breath of cold air, his fingernails digging deeply into his palms. The pain made him wake up instantly, and his expression twisted into a look of fear and seriousness.
“Oh my God!”
An old princess screamed in surprise, then realized something and immediately covered her mouth tightly with a handkerchief. With her other hand, she pinched her arm hard under her wide sleeves, and the pain almost made her cry.
"What...what is this smell?!"
A general had a loud voice, but he realized something was wrong after he finished shouting. His face turned red instantly, and he suddenly lowered his head, pretending to be choked by the wine and coughing violently. In fact, he was taking the opportunity to cover up his expression that was about to collapse.
"Ugh...quick...open the window!"
A certain lady's voice was trembling. She was retching while tightly gripping the arm of the maid beside her, her nails digging into it. The maid grimaced in pain but dared not make a sound.
Low exclamations, gasps, and suppressed retching spread like a plague. Countless faces contorted, glaring in terror, covering their noses with their sleeves, and ducking in panic... The orderly banquet was instantly thrown into chaos.
“Crash!”
A crisp, shattering sound! It was Princess Nangong Yue! The moment the stench filled the air, she unhesitatingly swept the glass wine cup in front of her to the ground, sending shards and wine splattering everywhere!
"oops!"
Nangong Yue exclaimed, her voice high and clear, filled with panic and regret.
"My hand slipped! This wine cup is too slippery! Someone, come and clean it up!"
She cried out with genuine emotion, as if she was genuinely frightened by the accident. Only she knew that, by slamming the cup, she had stomped her foot hard, stomping back the laughter that was about to burst out in her throat! Her toes must be swollen!
The palace maids quickly stepped forward to clean up.
"Cough! Cough cough cough!"
Emperor Nangong Yu suddenly burst into a violent coughing fit, as if he was choked by the smell. He patted his chest hard, and with his other hand, he picked up the jade huchun bottle and took several gulps from the spout.
Hidden beneath the wide sleeves of his dragon robe, he gripped the Queen's hand tightly, his knuckles turning white with exertion. Simultaneously, he felt the Queen's pinched thigh being fiercely twisted by his own hand beneath his robe! The double pain, the excruciating pain, was undeniably excruciating! He successfully suppressed his smile!
Empress Dongfang Qiwu's reaction was textbook perfection. As the stench hit her, she only gave a barely perceptible frown, then quickly regained her dignified dignity as the mother of the nation.
She gracefully took out a white silk handkerchief embroidered with a golden phoenix from her sleeve and gently covered her mouth and nose with it.
The corners of her lips were so tightly drawn beneath her silk scarf that God knows how much willpower she must have to keep her teeth from chattering! In her quest to stifle laughter, her toes, hidden beneath her phoenix robe, had nearly dug through the soles of her shoes!
Deep in her phoenix eyes as she looked at Xun Huiyun, there was cold disgust and pleasure, as well as a hint of tragic grandeur: "For Ning'er and the nine clans, I will endure!"
Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian's reaction was the most swift and ruthless. While everyone was still immersed in shock, his calm eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and as cold as poisonous arrows, piercing Xun Huiyun.
He slammed the rosewood table in front of him with such force that the cups and plates jingled, successfully concealing the slight trembling of his arms from trying to hold back his laughter.
"presumptuous!"
The prince's clear voice contained the wrath of thunder.
"Xun family of the Rong'an Marquisate! They are being disrespectful in front of the palace and defiling the inner chambers! This is extremely disrespectful! Come! Quickly drag this filthy person away! Hand him over to the clan affairs office for a thorough investigation! See if anyone is deliberately plotting to harm you, disrupting the state banquet, insulting the emperor, and disturbing the distinguished guests!"
Every word was powerful and full of righteousness. Only he knew that after finishing this long string, he almost bit his tongue to prevent the words "Really fragrant heroine" from blurting out!
"Your Highness the Crown Prince will understand!"
Prince Yong's voice, as clear as an icy spring, rang out almost simultaneously, decisive and resolute! His tall figure moved like an arrow from a bow the second before the stench erupted!
Everyone only felt a flash of black lightning passing by! Nangong Ye had already stepped to the side of Dongfang Yuning.
Without hesitation, he untied the dark blue prince's python robe embroidered with golden dragon patterns. With the refreshing scent of pine and cypress, he instantly wrapped Dongfang Yuning up tightly from head to toe, leaving not even a hair exposed! His movements were swift, precise, and ruthless, wrapping her up like an airtight silkworm chrysalis!
After doing all this, he turned around abruptly, protecting the silkworm with one hand and pointing with the other hand at Xun Huiyun, who was stunned. A large, suspicious dark wet mark had seeped out of her trouser legs, and a circle of glaring yellow stains was quickly spreading. His handsome face was covered with frost, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife:
"Imperial Physician! Call the Imperial Physician! This woman's body smells strange! She might have been poisoned!"
His voice resounded throughout the room, filled with rage.
"Someone dared to poison the king at a palace banquet in front of my father, the queen mother, and envoys from various countries, intending to assassinate the king and sow discord between the two nations! Their intentions are deserving of death! I will conduct a thorough investigation! All members of the Rong'an Marquisate will be detained and await trial immediately! Not a single one will be spared!"
He roared furiously, as if genuinely enraged by this "poison." In reality, his hand, hidden within his sleeve, was tightly gripping the mutton-fat white jade dragon pendant. The jade's cold edges dug deep into his palm, barely suppressing the urge to burst out in laughter at the young princess's miraculous actions. "Investigate! Must investigate!"
How could this "poison" be shown to be strong enough if he didn't investigate? How could his determination to protect the little princess be shown to be firm enough? He felt like he was about to get internal injuries from holding it in!
"No... no... I didn't... I..."
Xun Huiyun finally regained a shred of consciousness. Looking down at the hem of her skirt, soaked and sticky, emitting a foul odor, and the unconcealable filthy yellow stain, she heard the words "fouling the palace," "deliberate murder," "poisoning," and "confined pending trial." She was completely overwhelmed by fear and overwhelming shame.
"puff--!"
She was filled with rage, and the terrifying torrent of water in her stomach surged again. Her eyes rolled back, and a short, strange sound came from her throat, and a large mouthful of filth with food residue suddenly spurted out!
His body slumped forward, landing squarely in the mess he had created, and he passed out completely. His aquamarine gown was completely soaked in filth.
"vomit--!"
This time, the sounds of vomiting could no longer be contained and echoed throughout the banquet. The scene was in utter chaos.
Several strong and expressionless imperial guards quickly stepped forward, pulled a large piece of thick, dark linen, and mercilessly covered the stinking, unconscious Xun Huiyun on the ground with her head and feet, wrapping her tightly as if she were a corpse. Then they quickly dragged her out of the Zichen Palace like a piece of extremely disgusting garbage.
The rough linen rubbed against the golden brick floor, making a rustling sound. A wet, foul-smelling streak stretched from the center of the hall to the side door.
Deathly silence descended upon the hall once again, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing, suppressed retching, and the lingering stench of a stubborn stench.
Nangong Ye frowned, as if the stench was the most poisonous gas in the world. He carefully picked up Dongfang Yuning, who was wrapped in a cloak, and strode towards the side hall with the best ventilation. His tone was unprecedentedly nervous and distressed:
"This place is extremely filthy, and I'm afraid it will hurt Ning'er's delicate body! I will take Ning'er to a ventilated side hall for shelter! Imperial Physician! Imperial Physician, come quickly and take the princess' pulse!"
As he walked, he kept urging her on in a harsh voice, as if Dongfang Yuning had actually inhaled a deadly poison gas. Only the "silkworm chrysalis" he held tightly in his arms could feel that his tall body, holding her, was trembling uncontrollably - that was the physiological reaction of holding back laughter to the point of internal injury!
Dongfang Yuning was wrapped tightly in darkness, and the tip of her nose was filled with the crisp pine and cypress scent of Nangong Ye's cloak. She was completely stunned, and then she screamed in her heart:
[W… WTF?! Tong! Tong! Did you see that?! This effect… this effect is just too explosive! A sudden outburst? Did you move the Milky Way's black hole into her stomach?! She… she… she just vomited?! And fainted?! She was dragged away by the shroud?!]
[Ding! 'True Fragrance Heroine' achievement achieved! Host, this system's products are absolutely top-notch! 'Lose Thousand Miles' ultimate enhanced version, the experience is absolutely soul-shaking! Host, please give it a five-star rating, dear~ Once again confirmed, the laxative ingredients have been completely metabolized, no residue, and there is no chain of evidence pointing to the host, please rest assured!]
[Good reviews! Must give good reviews! The best reviews in the universe! So satisfying! So cool! Let her act pretentious! Let her be reborn and still want to stir up trouble! Hahahaha... uh, wait... something's not right, Tong! It seems like things... have gotten a little too big? My brother-in-law is coughing! My sister seems to be holding her nose too!]
The eldest nephew, the Crown Prince, directly called the Imperial Clan Court! Aye's brother was even more outrageous! He directly claimed poisoning! He also wanted to imprison the entire Rong'an Marquisate?!
This, this, this… this won't be traced back to us, right?! I told you to give me the medicine! I'll kill all nine generations of my clan! Wuuuuu…]
Her mental journey plummeted from ecstasy to worry in an instant, and she twisted uncomfortably in her cloak.
[…Ding! The system has detected significant emotional fluctuations in the host and initiated a soothing procedure. Reiterate: The laxative ingredients have been completely metabolized and decomposed in the target's excrement, and this plane's technology cannot trace them.]
The host has no physical contact and no verbal instructions. The only potential risk point is the host's voice, but according to the basic rules of this world and the core protocol of the system, the host's voice is absolutely private. Except for the host's active permission, any form of
Eavesdropping, including but not limited to brain waves, mental power, special bloodline induction, etc., is prohibited by the rules and is impossible to achieve! Please rest assured, host! Please enjoy the fruits of victory with peace of mind!
The system's electronic sound is decisive and full of technical confidence.
[!!! That's right! No one can hear my inner voice! Hahahaha! It's stable! Tong, I love you so much! You are my God!]
Dongfang Yuning instantly recovered to full health, and was so excited that he almost danced in his cloak.
[I told you, our teamwork is perfect! Now Xun Huiyun is going to be in trouble, let's see how she can keep up the pretense of being a good girl! This heroine is so good!]
She was celebrating with the system in great joy, and didn't notice at all that the man holding her had his taut jawline loosened slightly when she mentioned "killing the nine clans" in her mind. His tightly furrowed brows relaxed quietly, and even in the depths of his eyes, a hint of deep doting and the helpless smile of a little fool flashed across his face.
Even if the sky falls, he will hold it up. He tightened his grip on her, and the trembling in his body seemed to subside a little (the pain in his legs was fading, and the smile was forced back into his heart), but his pace became faster - the air in the side hall was fresher, and he was afraid that if he continued listening, he would really lose his composure in front of everyone.
Nangong Ye kicked the door of the side hall open, and the fresh night breeze instantly rushed in. He held the little silkworm pupa in his arms, strode to a rosewood couch covered with a thick brocade cushion by the window, and gently put her down.
A corner of the black cloak opened, revealing Dongfang Yuning's big black eyes that seemed to be frightened (pretending to be) but sparkling with excitement.
Nangong Ye half-knelt in front of the couch and carefully gathered her cloak, making sure that no wind could get in, leaving only her fair little face exposed.
He stretched out his hand, his cool fingertips covered with calluses, and very naturally brushed away a strand of messy hair on her forehead.
"Are you scared?"
He asked in a low, pleasant voice, carrying a strange soothing power. His beautiful peach blossom eyes looked at her intently, as if observing whether she was really affected by the "poison gas".
Dongfang Yuning shook her head subconsciously, then quickly nodded. Her little face was flushed with excitement and fear (mainly excitement), like a ripe apple, and even her small earlobes were stained crimson.
She wanted to hide her head in her cloak like an ostrich, her voice soft and sticky, with just the right amount of grievance:
"Brother Aye... Ning'er... Ning'er was so scared just now... That smell... was too terrible..."
[Hahaha, she deserves to die of stinking! So satisfying!]
The villain in my heart was laughing wildly with his hands on his hips.
Nangong Ye looked at her pretentious little expression and listened to the triumphant cheers in her heart. He felt angry and amused, and his heart softened.
He sighed and reached out to rub the top of her head, his movements filled with infinite indulgence:
"Well, it's okay if you got scared. Next time..."
He paused and looked at her meaningfully.
"Stay away from people who have this 'dangerous aura.'"
Dongfang Yuning nodded immediately, very obediently, with eyes as pure as a deer:
"Yeah! Ning'er remembers this! Brother Aye is the best! Ning'er will avoid her when she sees her next time!"
[A detour? Next time I get a chance, I'll give her an upgraded version! Let her know why the flowers are so yellow!]
I have already started to think about the formula of "Pro Max".
Nangong Ye: “…”
He felt his temples throb twice, and silently reached his other hand into his sleeve, once again tightly grasping the sharp-edged white jade dragon pendant that seemed to be emitting the light of salvation.
It seems that this jade pendant will become a regular "pain-relieving and calming tool" in his palace in the future.
The task of protecting the little princess's nose and maintaining the safety of the nine royal families is a sweet yet arduous burden.
And in the Zichen Palace, the atmosphere was still weird.
Emperor Nangong Yu frowned and waved his hand. His voice was filled with unquestionable majesty and a hint of barely perceptible fatigue (held back):
"Clean up this place completely! Today's incident is a palace scandal, and no one is allowed to discuss it! Violators will be severely punished!
"The Xun family of the Rong'an Marquisate has violated etiquette in front of the palace, causing chaos within the palace and disturbing the emperor and dignitaries from various countries. The Imperial Clan Affairs Bureau is hereby ordered to conduct a strict investigation and investigate the cause thoroughly! If, as Prince Yong suspects, someone dared to poison..."
His majestic gaze swept across the silent crowd below, especially at the faces of several family members who knew about it, who were forcing themselves to remain calm. His eyes conveyed a silent warning of "hold it back for me".
"I will grind his bones to dust and scatter his ashes, and exterminate all nine generations of his clan! As a warning to others!"
"We obey your command! Your Majesty is wise!"
Everyone responded in unison, their voices resounding and their expressions utterly solemn. Each person strained to control their facial muscles, fearing the slightest hint of something strange might show.
The faint strange smell lingering in the air and the emperor's stern warning made the atmosphere as heavy as iron.
Queen Dongfang Qiwu sat dignifiedly on the phoenix chair, nodding slightly in agreement, her demeanor flawless.
Only her feet, hidden under her phoenix robe, were still unconsciously and continuously picking at the soles of her shoes. She had to dig through the soles embroidered with gold phoenixes in order to vent the laughter and frustration that were about to burst her.
Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian had a blank expression on his face. He felt a dull pain in the place on his waist where he had pinched it, but he felt that the pain was extremely familiar - this was the medal of the safety of the nine clans.
He looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, trying hard to recall the most boring theories on state governance to suppress the laughter that was surging in his eyes.
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