Some smart people had already noticed that things were not quite right. For example, Guo Hongru, who had gradually become a trusted confidant of the Emperor recently, discovered something: among the officials who had fallen from power because of Xu Jiao during this time, more than half actually belonged to the Crown Prince's faction!
And the Right Prime Minister, Ma Guocheng, seemed to have anticipated the crisis as well. One day during the morning court session, after Xu Jiao had calculated about him in her mind, he resolutely proposed that he was old and wanted to return home to retire. The Emperor approved it immediately.
Guo Hongru seemed to have guessed something, but he kept his mouth tightly shut and dared not say anything. This also led to other officials making fun of him, saying that ever since he gained the Emperor's appreciation, this kid's lips had become increasingly sealed.
"So boring... What should I eat today?"
When this inner voice echoed, all the officials breathed a sigh of relief. As long as this little terror wasn't playing the King of Hell's roll call today, everything was fine.
"Speaking of which, I suddenly thought of that someone I bumped into yesterday when I went to see the Empress Dowager... Consort Ning! Right, right, right."
"This Consort Ning is quite pitiful too. A perfectly good princess, sent here for a political marriage just to please the Emperor."
"But I seem to remember that she has a lover... Why don't I help her out? Right, I'll get the Crown Prince brother to help her with me. In the future, this Consort Ning's country will grow and prosper. If the Crown Prince brother does them this favor, in the future..."
The officials nodded.
Mhm, good, good. As long as you don't talk about us, anything is fine.
Wait? That's not right! What the hell do you want to do? Cuckold the Emperor??? And from the sound of it, do you want to usurp the throne too?
Little Hei looked at the expressions of the officials with great interest. "I say, are you not going to do anything?"
Fang Zhiyi looked down at the memorial in his hands. "I'm not doing anything."
"A cuckold, huh?"
"Cuckold my foot. I've never even been to that Consort Ning's place. Day after day, I do nothing but review memorials and discuss state affairs. Throughout the whole day, aside from eating, I even have to schedule my time to take a shit. Where would I find the time to care about being cuckolded? Being this bullshit Emperor isn't even as comfortable as being those old geezers. They get to sleep on time, and when they have nothing to do, they can even stroll through the red-light districts!"
Little Hei looked at those few top-ranking officials with gloomy faces and nodded understandingly.
So, with Xu Jiao's instigation, the Crown Prince was somewhat hesitant. But looking at the coquettish Xu Jiao and hearing her inner thoughts filled with endless dirty ideas, the Crown Prince suffered another critical hit to his soul.
"When the time comes, I'll go beg the Emperor! And the Empress Dowager! They dote on me so much, how could they blame me?" she said.
The Crown Prince thought of the things he had done before and couldn't help but feel a little timid. Even now, he still wasn't allowed to attend the morning court.
"Anyway, you will definitely be the Emperor in the future, and I will be your Empress, the mother of the world!" The sudden inner voice scared the Crown Prince so much that he almost reached out to cover her mouth.
"I've already made up my mind. We must save this Consort Ning. In the future, if the Emperor doesn't let my Crown Prince brother succeed the throne, I can ask Consort Ning and her lover to lend a hand. If I remember correctly, their power will reach its peak in ten years. After all, they are the male and female leads."
The Crown Prince didn't understand what "male and female leads" meant, but listening to this inner voice, his eyes brightened. Last time, when his imperial father said he wouldn't let him be the Crown Prince, his tone wasn't joking. Now he was just cast aside here, so he had to make plans for himself... But it was truly too risky.
"You still haven't agreed, you fool. Do you know you're about to be deposed? I'm so anxious, but I can't tell you directly. What should I do..."
Fang Jingqi's gaze became much clearer. Finally, he nodded fiercely. He didn't believe that his imperial father would truly blame him just for doing Xu Jiao a favor. At worst, he would be confined for another year!
Besides, if something really went wrong, he could just push the blame onto Xu Jiao.
For the throne, he would risk it all! Being able to hear Xu Jiao's inner voice must be the will of Heaven. Perhaps this special girl was a gift from God to him.
Their plan went very smoothly. With the Crown Prince's cooperation, Consort Ning was hidden in his sedan chair and carried toward the palace gates. There, they happened to meet Xu Jiao, who was coming out from the Empress Dowager's quarters. Xu Jiao clamored to ride in the sedan chair, so the Crown Prince stepped down, and Xu Jiao got in. The guards at the gate didn't have any suspicions and let them pass directly.
Xu Jiao felt that today was going extremely smoothly; she really did possess great luck.
"Won't this female lead have to thank me properly in the future?" Looking at Consort Ning squatting in the sedan chair, she couldn't help but feel a little excited in her heart.
She had calculated accurately that her second brother was on duty today, so she could easily pass through the city gates. As long as they were out of the city, Consort Ning would be free, and her lover would be waiting for her outside.
Everything went exactly as she thought it would, until Xu Xiong heard her inner voice. At that moment, he was completely dumbfounded.
Sneaking Consort Ning out? How could this be allowed?
Xu Xiong, who already had some issues with her, insisted on inspecting the sedan chair. Xu Jiao stopped him, unable to understand why this second brother had been constantly going against her recently.
"What kind of second brother is this! He keeps saying he dotes on me, but he even stops me when I try to leave the city!"
"Xu Jiao! Don't make a mistake!" Xu Xiong grew anxious. Their eldest brother had already been demoted three ranks, and their father was fraught with worry. He couldn't let this sister implicate their family any further!
Xu Jiao cursed loudly, "Get out of the way! You're the one making a mistake! I'm doing this for the future! The future of the Xu family!"
"You!"
They were passing through a side gate of the capital. This gate was open year-round, and because only one carriage could pass through at a time, it existed as a twenty-four-hour passage for early-rising farmers, merchants, and travelers.
Just as the Xu siblings were arguing, a carriage slowly drove over. The arguing siblings paid it no mind, until several masked men wielding swords jumped down from the carriage.
Faced with this sudden turn of events, the soldiers, who were used to peace and comfort, failed to react in time. Xu Jiao, who had been arguing, was also scared silly. She had never seen blood before.
Consort Ning's male lead lover had arrived with his subordinates, and they snatched Consort Ning away.
Xu Xiong glared furiously at Xu Jiao, his mind a chaotic mess. It was over!
Just half an hour later, all the court officials who had already gone to sleep were woken up and urgently assembled in the palace.
"Consort Ning actually ran away! Go ask around, has such a thing ever happened since ancient times? Hmm?" Fang Zhiyi questioned sternly, while all the officials bowed their heads in unison.
Meanwhile, Xu Xiong knelt on the ground. "Please quell your anger, Your Majesty. It is all this humble subject's fault... This humble subject..."
Although he was somewhat jealous of his sister, at this point, Xu Xiong still couldn't bring himself to throw her under the bus.
"If you hadn't blocked the way, would they have needed to fight their way in? Consort Ning could have left long ago! It's all your fault, you blockhead!"
The inner voice shocked everyone.
Kneeling on the ground, Xu Xiong turned back to look at his sister with a face full of disbelief. Xu Jiao had her arms crossed, looking thoroughly annoyed.
"Now look what you've done. My attempt to form a good relationship with them was completely ruined by you!"
Did this idiot really go and abduct Consort Ning? The ministers were all dumbfounded, but some spotted an opportunity. However, because both the Xu father and son were present, they could only hold back for the time being.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
