Chapter 59 The Evil Cat Princess Who Bewitched the Kingdom 20
These rough men in the army, exposed to wind, sun, and rain all day long, had faces darker than the next; they had never seen a man like the Empress Dowager before.
The wicked empress had dazzlingly white feet, slender ankles, and faint blue veins showing through the thin skin on the instep, like green water meandering on white jade.
As expected of a wicked empress who was pampered and spoiled by that dog emperor with the people's hard-earned money, even her toes were pink, not like they were for walking, but rather like treasures displayed on the dragon bed.
It's just that he has a rather fiery temper. The dog emperor has just died, yet he dares to... cough... flirt with their young general like this. He really has no shame.
They stared intently, licking their dry, chapped lips, their anger gradually dissipating and transforming into something more obscure.
Gu Qiansi raised her hand, suppressing her anger, and grabbed Xie Rong's delicate, cool ankle. "Your Majesty, that's enough. I am not His Majesty, and I cannot do such foolish things as being infatuated with beauty."
Xie Rong gently pulled her ankle back, glancing at the finger marks on it. "After His Majesty's funeral, seven days later in the Imperial Garden, I will let you see that cat."
“Very well,” Gu Qiansi said, grabbing a few eunuchs to collect the emperor’s body before turning around and leading the soldiers away.
The emperor died at the hands of the rebels, and the powerful and noble families in the capital were also looted by the rebels. Such atrocities spread throughout the various prefectures of Dafeng, which actually made the others suppress their desires.
After all, the incompetent emperor was dead, and a new emperor was about to be installed on the throne, so there was no reason for him to rebel.
Seven days later, the emperor's remains were buried in the imperial mausoleum.
The funeral procession left the capital in a grand procession. The next day, the new emperor ascended the throne, and Gu Qiansi was appointed regent. Xie Rong didn't care at all and was sitting in front of the bronze mirror waiting for Eunuch Liu to comb his hair.
After becoming human, Mimi can no longer groom herself like before, which annoys her.
Xie Rong squinted, nodding his head repeatedly, unaware that the hand combing his hair had changed.
"Today, the new emperor ascends the throne and honors Your Majesty as Empress Dowager. According to the rules, Your Majesty the Empress Dowager should go and meet the new emperor."
Xie Rong opened his eyes and met Jiang Yebai's gaze in the bronze mirror.
"You, as a subject, won't even go, yet you dare to interfere with me," he sneered. "This is my room. Didn't you see my name written on the door? Get out!"
Xie Rong, with a cold face, snatched the hair from Jiang Yebai's hand.
Last night, Eunuch Liu reported to him that Jiang Yebai had been standing outside the palace for a long time every day, perhaps trying to seize his Qifeng Terrace and take over his residence.
That meddlesome, despicable man doesn't even deserve to groom a cat!
[Host, what about these last bit of pain points?] The system rolled around on the dressing table. [The protagonist is dead; we're stuck here forever.]
"Then I'll just have to be a good Empress Dowager," Xie Rong said, taking the jade comb from Jiang Yebai's hand and combing her own hair.
[Host, do you think the protagonist might not be dead?] The system sneakily jumped onto his shoulder, pulled out a small comb from its transparent belly, and began grooming him.
[After all, the system didn't receive any alerts at all. Previously, when the protagonist's health was in danger, it would always give a notification!]
Xie Rong lowered her delicate brows and gave a gloomy smile, "That's such a pity."
However, since Lu Wenjing was away during these days, he hadn't been able to find any food that suited his taste, and he was indeed quite hungry.
Xie Rong turned his head and glanced at Jiang Yebai.
Jiang Yebai was stunned. He watched as the man got up, moved closer to him, sniffed here and there, and his ears and neck instantly turned red.
"You want to touch me down there like Lu Wenjing, don't you?"
Xie Rong's tail peeked out from under his clothes and voluntarily slipped into Jiang Yebai's hand.
“I’ll let you touch it, but…” Xie Rong’s eyes curved into a smile as she stared intently at his heart, “You have to give me your heart.”
Is it okay?
Jiang Yebai looked dazed and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
Xie Rong seemed to become very happy, her cheeks flushed, and her heterochromatic eyes looked at him with bright eyes.
Jiang Yebai felt them getting closer and closer. Xie Rong's soft, white hand touched his chest and gently pushed him down onto the chaise lounge. Her fingertips parted his clothes and groped inside.
The filthy desires that had been buried deep in his heart were slowly awakened, twisting together with the sense of propriety, righteousness, and shame that he had upheld since childhood, until reason was gradually devoured by desire.
He seemed to feel a slight pain, and the strong, metallic smell of blood filled his nostrils, masking the fragrance emanating from Xie Rong.
Jiang Yebai regained his senses and subconsciously tried to find the source of the pain, but then he heard Xie Rong chuckle as she sat on his waist and abdomen, her voice sweet and gentle, "Your heart is redder than theirs, it's so beautiful."
Jiang Yebai looked up and saw the bright red blood on Xie Rong's lips. His gaze softened, and he raised his hand in a daze, wanting to wipe it for Xie Rong. But out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Xie Rong seemed to be holding something in her hand.
He glanced to the side and froze.
That was his heart, the heart that beat for Xie Rong.
“Lord Jiang, I love it so much,” Xie Rong smiled at him and kissed his heart. “This is the most delicious heart I’ve ever eaten. I will always remember you.”
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As soon as the new emperor's enthronement ceremony ended, Gu Qiansi pushed aside the ministers who came forward to offer their congratulations and hurried towards the inner palace.
He cursed under his breath as he walked.
Jiang Yebai was so impatient that he stayed at Qifeng Terrace every day, as if he was afraid that others would not know what he was thinking. Today, when the new emperor ascended the throne, he even dared not come!
Gu Qiansi kicked away the palace servant who tried to stop her and pushed open the door to Qifeng Terrace.
As soon as he stepped inside, he smelled a strong stench of blood.
Gu Qiansi grew up in the northern frontier and had just single-handedly stormed into the enemy camp at the age of thirteen. He was all too familiar with the smell of blood.
It only smells so pungent when the inside of the stomach is ripped open.
She couldn't help but feel disgusted. This wicked empress, even without the dog emperor, still dared to be so vicious. She was truly spoiled by Lu Wenjing, lawless and disregarding human life!
With these thoughts in mind, Gu Qiansi entered the inner hall.
Frustrated, he lifted the hanging gauze curtain and peered inside.
The empress sat on a man dressed in a scarlet official robe, her fingertips holding an embroidery needle threaded with red thread, and she was sewing something on the man's chest.
Gu Qiansi vaguely saw some shadows swaying, and took a few steps closer to get a better look.
It was a fluffy black tail that emerged from the gap in the empress's slit robe, swaying back and forth.
Upon closer inspection, a pair of black ears appeared on its head, twitching as if to indicate that its owner was in a good mood.
Xie Rong seemed to sense something and turned to look at him. Blood was still dripping from his delicate, sharp chin, and his face showed displeasure at being disturbed. "Didn't we say it would be tonight in the Imperial Garden?"
Gu Qiansi stared at his tail, paused for a moment, and said, "I was afraid you'd forgotten, so I came to remind you."
"You can leave now," Xie Rong said, squinting his eyes with satisfaction and licking the blood from his lips.
“Jiang Yebai, he…” Gu Qiansi clenched her hands.
“He’s not dead,” Xie Rong said, using her sharp teeth to bite off the thread in her hand and getting off the man. “I’ve sewed him up. Do you want to come and see?”
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