Chapter 477
The real culprit was this piece of dog poop on the ground. Wen Xin kicked him a few times and then signaled the red rope to keep whipping him. If he died, it was her responsibility; if he didn't die, she would whip him until he was nine-tenths dead.
The red rope, upon receiving the order, not only whipped vigorously but also created several clones to whip at the same time, producing a delightful and pleasant crackling sound.
Wen Xin gave Hong Sheng a highly approving look. Well done! Hong Hong has never let her down.
Xiao Jin was so angry she gritted her teeth and made a voodoo doll next to her: "You scheming dog! All you do is fawn and flatter, humph!"
Boom!
Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder outside.
Wen Xin blinked. Hmm? Hmm? Hmm?
Could it be that the Heavenly Dao, that fool, is warning her?
Pat pat...
As raindrops fell, the artificial hill suddenly transformed into a waterfall cave.
Wen Xin's eyes flickered.
Yes, what a golden opportunity!
Xiao Jin: "..." What mischief is Master planning to do now?
"Aww!"
The speechless, silly butterfly was swatted away by Wen Xin and landed right on the sack containing the male lead.
Wen Xin stomped on them directly, hitting Silly Butterfly and Jiang Yanche squarely in the face.
Xiao Jin: "..."
Jiang Yanche: "..."
These two can form a silly alliance of misery and idiocy.
Of course, the most tragic center position still belongs exclusively to the male lead.
After all, even after Little Gold cried and whined for a while while clutching its wings, it could still fly freely despite its owner's heartlessness. But Jiang Yanche...
"Mmm..."
Help! Help!
He still couldn't speak, and his body ached and he felt weak.
The key point is that the red rope was also broken. Before leaving, they actually tied the mouth of the sack shut, without caring whether the male protagonist would suffocate inside.
It's good that it's suffocating! Its owner will definitely praise it, and it'll get to eat delicious food from the system. It's so smart!
Little Gold gave a sarcastic sneer, as if it hadn't eaten them at all, but it had eaten two! Two!
So it's still the owner's favorite!
Hong Sheng generously didn't bother arguing with a daydreaming fool.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the area was very remote. Soon, the sack containing Jiang Yanche was surrounded by a puddle.
Jiang Yanche could only stare in terror, writhing frantically on the ground inside the sack.
Who will save him?
...
When the regent arrived after receiving the news, he saw that petite figure sitting on the steps of his palace.
The rain was pouring down, and she was soaked to the bone. Her little face was pale, and she was hugging her knees, looking extremely pitiful.
The palace servants and guards all knelt on the ground. She tried to persuade them to leave and ignore her, but no one dared to go.
Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, she stopped paying attention.
The Regent was furious. How could she disregard her own health like this?
But seeing her stubborn yet pitiful appearance in the rain, all he felt was heartache and pity.
"Your Majesty, do you know that your phoenix body is related to the foundation of the nation and the safety of the entire Phoenix Yuan?"
An oil-paper umbrella was held over the little empress's head, while the regent, who was getting soaked in the rain, leaned down to look at her.
His phoenix eyes were as black as ink, revealing no emotion, and his icy face exuded a powerful sense of oppression.
This was the first time he had ever been so cold in front of her.
The rain gradually soaked his entire body, making him even more indifferent, like a statue.
Wen Xin looked up at him, her face covered in raindrops, but her eyes seemed to burn with flames, shining incredibly brightly.
"How am I? Is Your Highness only concerned about Feng Yuan?"
The regent was almost defeated under her piercing gaze. He closed his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, let's return to the palace!"
Raindrops fell on her eyelashes, and she suddenly reached out and knocked his umbrella away. The oil-paper umbrella rolled down the steps.
The young empress almost roared at him angrily, "I'm not going back!"
"His Majesty!"
"I am the emperor, and my words are imperial edicts. Does the Regent intend to defy this edict?"
The regent smirked, then suddenly knelt before her, his knees touching the ground, obediently fulfilling his duty as a subject, "Your humble servant dares not."
The young empress seemed to be stunned for a moment, then reached out to help him up.
Her regent is a man of great stature; he shouldn't be in such a sorry state.
But her outstretched hand froze suddenly under his calm gaze.
The young empress choked back a sob, tears rolling down her cheeks, "Why did you do this?"
"Fu Chuxue, do you really have to sever ties with me? Then why are you so good to me? Why do you always think of me and protect me? Wouldn't it have been better if you just left me here in the palace to fend for myself?"
"Get out! Get out now!"
Wen Xin reached out to push him away, "If I get plotted against and killed in the future, it's none of your business. Since you want to stay away from me so badly, then leave now. Don't stay here anymore, and don't ever appear in front of me again."
The regent's face was deathly pale, and his heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly, making it impossible for him to breathe.
The young empress looked at him with tears in her eyes for a while, then suddenly stood up, supporting her weak body. She straightened her back and looked down at him, the tenderness in her eyes gradually fading, like a gradually freezing pool.
She abandoned her imperial airs and dignity to try and keep him, but he kept backing away, playing a game of playing hard to get...
She doesn't want to play anymore!
Therefore, from then on, she could no longer see him.
The regent's hands trembled slightly as fear crept in.
She is banishing him from her world, trying to get rid of him completely.
His mind went blank, and his vision went black.
No, you can't.
The Regent's pupils constricted. For the first time in his life, he felt fear, and he had never experienced anything like it before. He knew he couldn't bear her unfamiliar, cold gaze.
He cherished the warmth she gave him and the trust that belonged only to him.
He wanted her to look at him with a gentle smile, to hug him, to act coquettishly with him, and to sweetly call him "Your Highness," instead of... being like strangers.
In that case, his faith would completely collapse, and what would be left for him in the world?
Seeing him kneeling silently before her, Wen Xin felt a pang of disappointment in her eyes and turned to leave.
"His Majesty!"
He instinctively grabbed her sleeve tightly.
Wen Xin tried to pull him back, but couldn't. She said calmly, "Don't worry, I won't run around anymore. One act of willfulness by an emperor is enough."
"From now on, I will be a qualified monarch as the Regent wishes. If the Regent is willing to stay in court to assist me, I will be very pleased. If not, I will reward you for your contributions to Fengyuan over the years. The Regent may make any requests."
Hearing the emperor's cold words, which were exactly what he had been hoping for, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, chilled to the bone and in so much pain that he could not straighten his back.
Wen Xin looked up at the torrential rain, her eyes red and swollen, and refused to compromise any longer. "The rain is heavy, Regent, you should go back too."
A flash of cold light, and she cut off the sleeve he was holding with her dagger. The little empress walked forward without looking back.
The regent stared at the fabric he was clutching, his eyes trembling violently.
No!
"Your Majesty, don't go!"
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