The world is vast, but rice is the most important thing!
Even though Sheng Lingwei was interested in Jing Qingyun, when it came to food, he had to take a backseat; no one could stop a glutton from eating.
And so, amidst Liang Yongzhao's constant pleas for mercy and the four soldiers' painful wails, Sheng Lingwei and her six servants enjoyed a delicious dinner.
After eating and drinking to our hearts' content, we got down to business.
Sheng Lingwei slowly approached Liang Yongzhao, her face cold, and asked condescendingly, "Do you want to live or die?"
Liang Yongzhao's heart tightened, and he hurriedly shouted, "I want to live! Of course I want to live! Please, Princess Chang Le, spare my life! I beg you!"
"Hehe." Sheng Lingwei curled her lips slightly. "I can spare your life, but you must kill those four. As for who among you will survive to the end, that depends on your true abilities."
"W-What do you mean?"
Liang Yongzhao was dumbfounded. Did they want them to kill each other?
But he only has the title of general, not the strength of a general. He's only good at killing ordinary people who can't even kill a chicken.
Sending him to kill those four henchmen, who are all skilled fighters, is just sending him to his death.
"Princess, Princess Chang Le, I'm powerless. I can't kill them at all. Please, for my aunt's sake, spare my life!"
"Hahahaha..." Sheng Lingwei burst into laughter, "Your aunt, Consort Shu, is like a pile of shit in my eyes, dirty and smelly."
Liang Yongzhao's pupils shrank sharply. He knew that Sheng Lingwei, that great devil, would not let him go.
Chuanwu coldly swept his gaze over the four soldiers lying on the ground. "What are you all standing there for? Didn't you hear what my princess said?"
They heard it clearly, of course they heard it clearly.
A ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the four officers and soldiers. They looked at the others with wary eyes, and after a silent exchange, they reached a consensus.
They decided to kill Liang Yongzhao together first, and then have their final showdown.
So the four of them, despite the pain, quickly got up, picked up their broadswords, and charged straight at Liang Yongzhao with murderous intent, uttering threats as they did so.
"General Liang, just accept your death. You're a piece of trash anyway. Resisting will only make us cut you a few more times. You might as well just die."
"Hahaha, Liang Yongzhao, I've disliked you for a long time. If it weren't for the fact that you have the backing of the Minister's Mansion, we would have killed you long ago to vent our anger."
"Alright, brothers, stop wasting time. We've killed that Liang guy. Doesn't he like to torture people? Let's torture him properly now."
"Alright, I'm best at torturing people."
Liang Yongzhao looked panicked and helpless. "No, don't come any closer! If you kill me, the Ministry of Personnel will not let you off the hook."
"Hahaha, that's hilarious. We're about to lose our lives, who cares about the Minister's mansion? We're all going to die anyway."
It must be said that these four officers and soldiers saw things more clearly than Liang Yongzhao, and their minds reacted faster.
"Ah! Help! It hurts so much! Please, have mercy on me..."
Before long, Liang Yongzhao's shrill screams rang out, gradually fading as his body became covered in wounds, turning him into a blood-soaked figure.
He eventually died in endless pain and torment. Before he died, his only wish was to be given a quick and painless death.
After Liang Yongzhao's death, Chuanwu Chuanqiong directly took action and killed four soldiers. As Liang Yongzhao's lackey, he was no good.
As the saying goes, weeds can never be eradicated; they will only grow back stronger with the spring breeze.
As qualified guards of the princess, they would never let go of any existence that could threaten her life.
...
Inside the dilapidated temple, the soldiers listened intently to the screams outside, their bodies tense and their emotions complex.
Normally, they should have rescued Liang Yongzhao immediately, but the little voice in their hearts kept urging them not to.
Someone like Liang Yongzhao deserved to die!
Upon seeing Princess Chang Le, who was being escorted by several people, they looked terrified and hurriedly knelt down, saying, "We pay our respects to Princess Chang Le. May the princess live a thousand years!"
Good heavens, they were incredibly relieved that they hadn't provoked Princess Chang Le.
Sheng Lingwei scanned each person one by one, using her mental power to detect their character and concluded that although they all had their own ulterior motives, their consciences were still quite good.
After a long while, she slowly spoke, "Yes, all of you, get up and take me to see Jing Qingyun."
Upon hearing this, more than half of the thirty-odd soldiers tensed up. What was Princess Chang Le trying to do?
Prince Jing is the person they are supposed to protect. If Princess Chang Le harbors murderous intent towards Prince Jing, should they stop her? But with their limited strength, how could they possibly stop Princess Chang Le?
Well, let's just take it one step at a time!
The leading officer stood up and said in an extremely respectful tone, "Yes, Princess Chang Le, this way please."
Sheng Lingwei's sudden arrival not only puzzled the officers and soldiers, but also startled the exiled prisoners, who were filled with fear and unease.
Although they were imprisoned in the imperial jail, they had heard the jailers talk about Princess Chang Le, about how she struck the emperor and empress with lightning, and how she disciplined the concubines and princesses...
Their first reaction was admiration, followed by fear.
How terrifying! Princess Chang Le is so arrogant that she doesn't even respect the Emperor and Empress. How could she possibly respect ordinary people like them?
Waaah... I'm so scared!
Some of the more timid prisoners couldn't help but cry softly.
The officer in charge, named Zhao Dong, frowned deeply, his gaze sweeping over the group of weeping prisoners as he whispered a reprimand.
"Stop crying, all of you."
Hmm!
The crying prisoner shuddered and quickly covered his mouth, afraid to make another sound.
Sheng Lingwei chuckled lightly, her red lips parting slightly: "Are you all that afraid of me?"
Under the torchlight, Sheng Lingwei's stunningly beautiful face looked exceptionally alluring, even her beauty mark seemed particularly captivating.
But the exiled prisoners dared not raise their heads to defile her beauty; they hung their heads as if they wanted to bury their heads in the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
"Tsk tsk, boring."
Sheng Lingwei shrugged helplessly. "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Although I am cold-hearted and ruthless, I would never eat people."
Everyone froze. Was the princess joking with them?
Only when Sheng Lingwei went to the backyard of the dilapidated temple did they dare to secretly look up, their expressions very complicated.
Well, the princess doesn't seem as scary as the legends say!
Zhao Dong pointed to a room in the backyard, "Princess Chang Le, Prince Jing... cough, Jing Qingyun is in this room, and all the people living in it are from the Jing family."
"Yes, I understand." Sheng Lingwei nodded slightly, her gaze fixed on Zhao Dong. "Liang Yongzhao is dead. From now on, you will be in charge of this exile team."
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