Crown Princess's Palace, Wenli Hall.
Luo Zhao sat behind the desk, holding a brush and reviewing various official documents.
Shangguan Yunying sat in the side seat next to her, organizing the paperwork and selecting the parts that required Luo Zhao's attention.
With her head bowed, the sleeves of her scarlet palace dress were rolled up halfway, revealing her fair wrists.
Everything was as peaceful as usual.
Until...
Shangguan Yunying suddenly shuddered violently.
The tremor came so suddenly and intensely, as if an invisible electric current had pierced through her entire body.
The documents in her hands slipped and fell, hitting the floor with a smack that sounded exceptionally loud in the silent hall.
The hand Luo Zhao used to hold the brush paused in mid-air, and she turned to look at Shangguan Yunying.
At this moment, Shangguan Yunying's face was written with bewilderment and shock.
It was as if someone who had been sleeping for years suddenly woke up, not knowing what year or day it was.
What is wrong, Yunying?
Luo Zhao put down her brush and asked with concern.
Your Highness...
Shangguan Yunying's voice trembled slightly.
She rushed to Luo Zhao's side in a few quick steps, not even caring about etiquette, and leaned in directly to Luo Zhao's ear, saying urgently:
My consciousness puppet has disappeared! Gu Chengyin has lifted his hypnosis on me!
Luo Zhao's pupils contracted instantly.
What?
You mean Gu Chengyin voluntarily lifted his hypnosis on you?
I am sure!
Shangguan Yunying nodded vigorously, her breathing rapid, her warm breath hitting Luo Zhao's ear:
It is not just the consciousness puppet! I can clearly feel that the connection between him and me is broken!
It happened just a moment ago! And it was definitely Gu Chengyin who actively lifted it!
Genuine panic appeared on Shangguan Yunying's face:
Your Highness, did something happen to him?
Luo Zhao gave Shangguan Yunying a deep look.
The worry in those eyes was too real, so real that it made Luo Zhao realize that even if Shangguan Yunying's obedience was a disguise,
that kind of bond mixed with complex emotions was absolutely real.
Do not panic.
Luo Zhao raised her hand and gently held Shangguan Yunying's hand.
It felt cold to the touch and was still trembling slightly.
Let me confirm it first.
Luo Zhao closed her eyes and calmed her mind.
Her consciousness sank into the depths of her sea of consciousness, where there was a faint but stable connection.
Like an invisible silk thread, extending from the consciousness puppet towards a certain direction.
This was the mark left after being hypnotized, the proof of Gu Chengyin's control over her.
At this moment, this silk thread was still there.
Not only was it there, but its state was normal.
There were no signs of breaking, no abnormal fluctuations.
Luo Zhao opened her eyes, the candlelight dancing in her phoenix eyes, reflecting the light of rationality.
My consciousness puppet is still here.
The connection is also still there, which means he should not be in trouble.
Shangguan Yunying was stunned: Then why...
Because Gu Chengyin can only hypnotize two people.
Luo Zhao interrupted her and began to analyze rapidly.
At this moment, she was no longer the Highness who feigned obedience, but the true Crown Princess of Great Luo.
He must have encountered something he could not handle and had to hypnotize a third person.
But the quota is limited, so he had to lift the hypnosis on you to free up a spot.
Otherwise... his life would be forfeit.
Shangguan Yunying's breath hitched, instantly thinking of something.
And seeing the same judgment in Luo Zhao's eyes, the two blurted out simultaneously:
Lin Qingyan!
Shangguan Yunying then frowned tightly and said:
Could Gu Chengyin be trying to control Lady Jingzhe? But she is a Golden Core cultivator!
No.
Luo Zhao shook her head, her tone resolute:
Gu Chengyin is not that brainless. What good would controlling my aunt do him? The risks far outweigh the benefits.
Moreover, he would not lift the hypnosis on you just to control my aunt.
He would not make such a losing deal even if you beat him to death.
Shangguan Yunying understood: So... did something abnormal happen to Lady Jingzhe? And it threatened his life?
Forcing him to lift the hypnosis on me to free up a spot to protect himself?
That is the only explanation.
The light of rationality in Luo Zhao's eyes grew brighter.
My aunt is at the Golden Core realm, and anyone at the Golden Core realm must face one existence.
Inner demons.
Hearing the last two words, Shangguan Yunying's face suddenly turned pale:
Lady Jingzhe's inner demon erupted? Can Gu Chengyin hold on?
Luo Zhao chuckled softly, her laughter carrying complex emotions:
Only the good die young. A bastard like him could easily live for tens of thousands of years.
The words were harsh, but Shangguan Yunying heard a different underlying meaning.
Your Highness, are you not worried about Lady Jingzhe?
Is worrying useful?
Luo Zhao shook her head, saying helplessly:
If it really is an inner demon eruption, it is useless no matter who goes. She can only rely on herself to overcome it.
As for Gu Chengyin...
Luo Zhao paused, her tone complex:
Since my consciousness puppet is still there, it means he must have already passed the ordeal.
That bastard can always find a way out of desperate situations.
Speaking of this, Luo Zhao looked at Shangguan Yunying with a strange expression:
Yunying, if Gu Chengyin has lifted his hypnosis on you, then you need to think carefully about what comes next.
Think about how the newly awakened you should face him.
Shangguan Yunying froze.
That was right.
If Gu Chengyin had lifted his hypnosis on her, then naturally she could not keep acting.
Over the past few days, she had played the role of a hypnotized puppet, outwardly displaying absolute obedience to Gu Chengyin while inwardly remaining crystal clear.
But now, the role was gone.
She was no longer the hypnotized Shangguan Yunying, but the Shangguan Yunying who had just been freed from hypnosis.
What kind of reaction should a newly awakened person have when discovering that both she and Her Highness had been controlled by Gu Chengyin?
Anger? Hatred? Revenge?
Or fear? Evasion? Forbearance?
Shangguan Yunying lowered her head, looking at her open hands.
Memories flooded in like a tide, bringing real emotions.
Yunying.
Luo Zhao's voice drifted over from the side:
Remember, this time it is not a disguise, but going back to being yourself.
You are completely awake now. You know you were hypnotized, and you know I am still being controlled.
So, what should you do now?
Shangguan Yunying raised her head.
Complex emotions were reflected in her eyes, confusion, struggle, anger, unwillingness...
Finally, they settled bit by bit, solidifying into something cold.
She did not speak, but stood up and walked to the wall of the hall.
A sword hung there.
The scabbard was made of ebony, inlaid with cyan cloud patterns, gleaming with a faint green light.
This was her personal sword.
Shangguan Yunying raised her hand and grasped the hilt.
Clang.
The sound of the longsword leaving its sheath echoed in the hall, clear and sharp.
The blade reflected a cold light, mirroring her face at this moment. All the worry, nervousness, and confusion were slowly fading away.
Replaced by an anger suppressed to the extreme.
And a profound disappointment.
Shangguan Yunying did not even turn back to bow to Luo Zhao.
Instead, gripping the unsheathed longsword, she turned and walked towards the outside of the hall.
Luo Zhao watched Shangguan Yunying's retreating back.
A slow, expectant curve formed at the corners of her mouth.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
