Chapter 473 Are you trying to kill the king?
In the Fengning Palace, Emperor Zhaowu finally healed his body with a drop of the Fountain of Life. The repression and pent-up frustration of the past ten years were released in one day, so violently and overwhelmingly.
"Ten years have passed... I will never forget our wedding night ten years ago. Although we were husband and wife... we had no marital relationship. Whenever I think of your grievances, I can't sleep at night..."
"But all that is in the past, Yu Shi... Shall we celebrate our wedding night together again today?"
Emperor Zhaowu tried his best to suppress his excitement and maintain his refined image, speaking gently to Wang Yushi, but the burning flame in his eyes seemed to want to burn Wang Yushi to ashes.
This is the signature flame of a male animal in heat—the desire to completely possess the other. Emperor Zhaowu had kept it hidden in his heart for more than ten years, and now it finally erupted.
He was consumed by lust.
"laugh!"
Wang Yushi let out a sneer that was not at all concealed.
It was the height of summer, but Emperor Zhaowu felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, plunging him into the icy cold of the coldest days of winter.
"You... how dare you mock me?... I have been so lenient with you, and you..."
"I've already said it, I only agreed to keep the truth from you, I didn't agree to anything else, so don't keep dreaming!"
Wang Yushi interrupted Emperor Zhaowu without hesitation, delivering a powerful blow to his heart.
"Ah... How dare you offend me... This is the crime of deceiving the emperor, I will exterminate your entire family..."
"I...I will exterminate your entire royal family...and Qin Mo...he will die too...ah...ah...ah!"
"Splash..."
Wang Yushi's words sent Emperor Zhaowu into a rage. He went berserk, smashing everything in front of him in the Fengning Palace while shouting the most severe threats.
"Heh...heh...heh"
When Emperor Zhaowu finally stopped panting, he found that Wang Yushi had already put on her armor, was holding a heavy sword, and was staring at him coldly.
"You...you still want to...murder the king?"
Emperor Zhaowu stretched out his trembling arm and pointed at Wang Yushi with a shaky hand. He could hardly believe his eyes. Although Wang Yushi had a bad temper before, she rarely talked back to him to his face. Now, however, she was about to draw her sword at him.
Has she gone mad?
"I would never commit regicide, but I will not offend others unless they offend me. If you want to kill me... do you expect me to offer my neck for you to cut off?"
"Hehehe! You...you wouldn't dare! You absolutely wouldn't dare!"
Emperor Zhaowu stared intently at Wang Yushi and began to mock her, as if he had seen through her fierce exterior but weak interior.
"Your guards are right outside the door, you can let them come and try!"
Wang Yushi casually stretched her wrists and drew her heavy sword with a clang.
Emperor Zhaowu unconsciously took a step back, his eyelids twitching incessantly, his lips opening and closing slightly, but in the end he did not utter any more harsh words.
"You... are still as stubborn as ever, hehe... I've been waiting for you for ten years... there's no rush."
In the end, Emperor Zhaowu regained his refined and composed demeanor, as if everything was under his control, and casually uttered a single sentence before turning and leaving the palace.
Where is Song Dan, the Imperial Diarist?
Emperor Zhaowu stood outside the gate of Fengning Palace and gave a soft shout. A figure quickly ran over from a distance.
The Imperial Diarist was an official position specifically responsible for recording the emperor's daily words and deeds. Its original purpose was to record the emperor's good and bad deeds in a complete manner, firstly for future historical compilation, and secondly to form a kind of benevolent supervision of the emperor.
In order to keep the emperor in check, the "Daily Records" kept by the Imperial Diarist were not supposed to be given to the emperor for review. Therefore, the Imperial Diarist needed to be an upright, courageous, and incorruptible person. If he encountered a tyrannical emperor with a bad temper, he would basically die. So the Imperial Diarist was a very dangerous profession.
After Emperor Zhaowu ascended the throne, he executed two disobedient court attendants in succession. The current Song Dan is a complete coward, lacking any backbone, and not much different from Emperor Zhaowu's lapdog.
"What are your orders, Your Highness?"
"Has today's daily routine been recorded?"
"I have not recorded any offenses... I hope Your Majesty will clarify!"
On the surface, Song Dan was careful in dealing with Emperor Zhaowu, but inwardly he was cursing: "Don't you usually write your own daily records when you come to Fengning Palace? Today you suddenly summoned me to serve you. How am I supposed to know if you're looking for an opportunity to behead me? Do you think I'd dare to write them carelessly?"
"Oh! Just write... Today the Empress and I... enjoyed ourselves immensely!"
"Your Majesty, should we... record this truthfully?"
"What? How do you want to write it?"
"Your humble servant dares not...!"
Song Dan's heart was pounding. The relationship between Emperor Zhaowu and the Empress had always been very mysterious. Emperor Zhaowu would come to Fengning Palace several times a month, and the daily records would only mention it briefly. So why was it written so... erotically today?
The daily records of the emperor's activities were to be submitted to the Ministry of Rites for archiving, and it wasn't just Song Dan, the official in charge of recording the emperor's activities, who was reading them. Therefore, it was believed that this news would soon spread throughout the entire capital. The gossip about Wang Yushi was definitely the most talked-about and explosive news in the Great Xia Dynasty.
Emperor Zhaowu and Song Dan were talking openly outside the palace gates, which Wang Yushi, who was inside, heard clearly. When she heard the phrase "enjoying the pleasures of marriage," she almost cleaved the palace gates open with her sword.
But in the end, Wang Yushi forced herself to hold back. Drawing the sword was easy, but sheathing it was difficult. After killing Emperor Zhaowu, would she still be alive? Would she ever see those she missed again?
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