Chapter 163 Chapter 163 "...a scoundrel, a scoundrel, a scoundrel."...
The title of uncle was quite unexpected to Lan Qi.
Not only him, but also Wu Shao's soul, which had to sleep in his sea of consciousness for a long time because its strength had not yet fully recovered.
He also twitched unconsciously.
The proud goddess who angrily scolded Wu Shao in the peach forest seemed to have become a broken shadow of yesterday.
Lan Qi's eyes were blank for a moment, and then an indescribable thought silently meandered in his mind.
Since ascending to the pinnacle of power, his ministers respectfully addressed him as "Zun Shang" (Lord of the Order). The name personally chosen by the Divine Empress gradually faded, and no one, ignorant enough, would deliberately distinguish between him and Wu Shao. Jiu Zhao not only asked this question, but also addressed Wu Shao as "Uncle," as if expecting him to completely become a puppet controlled by Wu Shao.
The young man's originally relaxed mood became slightly gloomy.
He took a step forward, walked in front of Jiu Zhao, and looked down at her condescendingly: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, I am Lan Qi."
Hearing this, Jiu Zhao raised his eyebrows listlessly as a response.
It seems that it doesn't matter who the man she is "being honest with" is.
In the past, when the two of them were together, Lan Qi always led Jiu Zhao by the nose. She was straightforward, clear about her likes and dislikes, and never hid her feelings. With just a few provocative words, Lan Qi could easily control her moods.
But when they met tonight, with just two sentences and one expression, the strong sense of incongruity could not be ignored by Lan Qi.
He hadn't yet determined the source of this feeling of disharmony, when Jiu Zhao continued to speak, "That's right. Wu Shao has no physical form and needs your body to survive, while you lack strength, so you need him to help you intimidate the surrounding forces. You each get what you need, and neither can do without the other. There's really no need for me to be so divided."
Her words completely ignored the emphasis of "I am Lan Qi" earlier.
This made the young man frown even more tightly.
The tone was even less sharp than before, and the attitude seemed frivolous and casual.
It was precisely this kind of fine needle-piercing method that made Lan Qi even more unhappy.
He tried to see a displeasure on Jiu Zhao's face that matched his own, so he paused and changed the subject, asking, "After the God Emperor passed away and you entered the Sunless Abyss, the Three Pure Heavens were ruled by Fuxu, the chief of the Supreme Gods. Even though we are enemies, I must praise him for his military and literary skills, and his integrity."
"But under his leadership, for three thousand years, the Three Pure Ones have fought against the Burning Sea, but they have lost more than they have won, and have been defeated step by step to the point where they are today.
"Do you know why?"
Sure enough, even if she didn't care about the situation in the outside world.
There will still be people who will find ways to let her know.
Jiu Zhao rolled his eyes, focused his scattered vision, and tried hard not to let himself get distracted.
Lan Qi, who received no response, continued, "That's because the immortals love to wave the banner of legitimacy. Although Fuxu holds the title of acting governor, he has never sat on the throne of the Divine Emperor. Once something involves something that is not legitimate, many people think they have the power to compete.
"Over the years, Sanqingtian appeared peaceful on the surface, but in reality it was a mess, with internal strife and delays in sending troops.
“For a country destined to rot and break apart, no matter how hard anyone tries to turn the tide, it will be useless.
"Zhao Zhao, the army of Burning Sea occupied the Sunless Abyss. I immediately ordered your release so that I could witness the overthrow of the Three Pure Ones together with you.
"They imprisoned you, overthrew you, and made you suffer greatly—
"There will soon be no more immortals in this world. Zhao Zhao, are you happy?"
At this moment, if the main tent is a theater, then Lan Qi is the world-famous actor with both voice and emotion.
In a tone rich with changes, he narrated how the Southern God King Qiongying lost half of his divine power in order to resist the invasion of poisonous fog, causing his divine realm to fall; the armies of immortals and demons fought in the Shuofengxue Gorge in the northern border. As reinforcements did not arrive for a long time, the God of Si De Suiyou was seriously injured and died on the spot after a hard fight.
The various sufferings of the immortals seemed to be vivid in Lan Qi's words.
He also talked about Jiu Zhao's reputation that was now spread across the two worlds—
A traitor whose six senses were corrupted and who had fallen into evil, had his mind invaded by inner demons and committed the heinous act of murdering his biological father.
"They also dug up all your past love affairs.
"There are clues to your fall from grace—first, you fell in love with me, a man of ill intentions. After earnest counsel from the Divine Emperor, you finally married the Supreme God Fuxu and embarked on a righteous path. But you were so stubborn and willful, and Supreme God Fuxu felt their personalities were incompatible, making it difficult for them to continue. He risked the honor of ruling the Three Pure Heavens together and decided to divorce. Then, you fell in love with Zhu Yan, a nine-tailed fox clan spy lurking in the Three Pure Heavens from the Burning Sea.
"You colluded with him, causing trouble in the Peach Forest and leaking secrets at the gathering. Ultimately, even the God Emperor fell victim to your murderous hand."
From the big picture to the individual.
From the entire immortal clan to personal reputation.
As someone involved in the matter, Jiu Zhao understood how many absurd speculations and malicious slanders were contained in the rumors.
People who were once close to me died one after another in the war.
She should probably feel sad, painful, and angry—
Even shedding tears weakly is better than remaining indifferent.
…
At key points in speech, pause, stretch, and emphasize the pronunciation of words.
This is Lan Qi's usual trick to manipulate people's hearts.
As he spoke, his tall body bent down, his chest, strong and full, emitting vitality and warmth, quietly approached.
He is a beast that feeds on people's negative emotions.
With his hands wrapped around the arms of his chosen prey, he waited for his chance, ready to pounce on her and devour her.
But Jiu Zhao's heart was empty and calm.
I glanced at the corner of my eye and saw that the area was as dry as a riverbed after being exposed to the scorching sun.
She leaned back against the chair, her face showing no anger, shame, or panic.
He covered his mouth and yawned, then asked wearily, "Thank you for explaining it in such detail. It taught me not to show up in the immortals' territory casually, lest I be caught and punished with thunder. Whether the immortals are good or not is none of my business. Are you done? I'd like to go back and rest."
The young man's face was tilted, just blocking the nearby candlelight.
Her delicate eyebrows and eyes were cast in the shadows, with an indescribable sense of depression.
After hearing Jiu Zhao's request to leave, he refused to let her go and leaned closer: "Don't you want to know why you were released?"
"Didn't you say that? Let us witness together the destruction of Sanqingtian."
Jiu Zhao also raised his head slightly along with his action, and gave the most annoying response in a light tone.
Lan Qi: “…”
"I will keep my promise and welcome you as the Queen of Burning Sea."
"Oh, I see. You should have already decided when to get married. You don't need me to decide for you, right?
"Can I go now?"
“…”
This time, Lan Qi's hands moved from either end of the wooden chair to rest on Jiu Zhao's shoulders. Realizing his dissatisfaction, Jiu Zhao paused and added, "You have now awakened the Phoenix bloodline within your body with the help of Wu Shao. As long as you combine with me, you can call upon the power of my true blood at will. Once this is completed, I will have lost my usefulness. You can then announce my death and give me to Zhu Yan in exchange for his unwavering loyalty and dedication."
"Is that so, Your Excellency Lan Qi? Zhu Yan came to see me a few hours ago, and I understood everything he said, both explicitly and implicitly."
"Zhu Yan came to see you? Wasn't he sent by me to—"
He stopped short in the middle of his words.
Lan Qi, like Zhu Yan during the day, became a fan of telling riddles and not being able to speak complete sentences.
Jiu Zhao thinks he is sensible and will take whatever he is given, and will not force anything if he is not given.
Unexpectedly, when Zhu Yan's name came out, the other party's face darkened even more: "What else did he say and do?"
"What did you do? Just changed my clothes and applied medicine for me.
"As for what you said, about protecting me and never leaving me...why, didn't you reach a consensus?"
Lan Qi's face darkened and darkened, "He's so impatient, he's really infatuated! But did he mention to you that I would marry you as my queen, publicly humiliate Sanqingtian, and then announce your death. You'd be officially dead, and you'd never be allowed to appear in any situation with foreign ministers again.
"Zhu Yan is currently the lord of a city and the leader of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan. There are many banquets and ceremonies that require him to bring his wife to attend.
"You can't meet this requirement, so you can only be his concubine, kept in bed and hidden from the public!"
"Oh, it sounds like the Queen's treatment is indeed better. How about you announce my death at a later date?
"But it doesn't matter. I'm just a prisoner, so how can I be picky? I'm lucky to have a place to stay."
It seems that neither the open use of guns nor the hidden use of sticks can make Jiu Zhao change his attitude.
Lan Qi felt as if his breath was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.
When did she become like this, like a dog-skin plaster, sticking wherever words are spoken?
After Zhu Yan, the young Ye Zun became the second person to be hit by their reunion.
But Jiu Zhao still refused to let him go.
Her crimson eyes suddenly darted downward, gazing intently into the depths of his open shirt. "Your Majesty summoned me here so late at night, even after bathing, with my clothes wide open. Could it be that you're afraid of delaying any further action, and so you're trying to seize my true blood power now?"
As she spoke, she twisted her shoulder to move the wound away from the young man's tightening palm.
With a few strong kicks, she kicked off her slightly loose shoes. She was not wearing any underwear and lifted her feet and calves to reveal the scars on them. "Here, Your Majesty, please look at me. I have many scars on my body. I have become a semi-invalid and my physical strength is not very good. If you must do it, I can only ask Your Majesty to be gentle and move yourself."
...a scoundrel, a naughty, and a scoundrel.
What does she take him for? Who is the real prisoner?
Be more gentle and move yourself?
Looking at the injuries that were not visible under Jiuzhao's clothes, Lan Qi forced himself to stay calm and removed his hands from her shoulders.
He clenched his fist and slammed it against the table next to the wooden chair.
He rarely changed his reserved demeanor and said viciously, "Look at yourself. You are interested in this appearance, but I am not!"
"Why, am I ugly now?"
Jiu Zhao subconsciously touched his face and muttered to himself.
In the past, she cared most about her appearance.
She takes great care of herself, and her skin, without any makeup, is as smooth as jade.
Now, she is still very beautiful, but the bright and vibrant ivory white has turned into a bloodless pale color that symbolizes illness and weakness.
Seeing this, Lan Qi's anger subsided a little, and was replaced by pity.
He was about to shake his head to excuse himself, but before he could, Jiu Zhao rubbed his thin jaw and chuckled softly, "From this point of view, it's better to be Zhu Yan's concubine. At least he won't despise my body. He can even kiss the scabs on my feet tenderly."
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