C15 (1/2)

Emperor Chen could still hold his temper. That's right, it was only right for him to have such a high position. It was natural for him to have a bit more patience.

It was only in the evening when Xuan Hong, the envoy of the Divine Mountains, had shamelessly dined at Yun Duan's place before leaving the official's side. He politely bowed to Yun Duan and said, ”Wang Ji, His Majesty has invited you!”

Then, he turned around and bowed to Xuan Hong who was sitting in front of the table: ”Good morning, Young Master Xuan!”

Yun Duan glanced at Xuan Tan, who seemed to be in a daze like a retard, and her heart skipped a beat. This person didn't seem to be an idiot. If even the officials called her that, then he probably knew that she was the third princess.

Yes, Xuan Hong knew about this, but it was totally different from what he had expected. How could this You'er be the 'Three Kings Ji' that the Immersed Emperor had in his hands? If that was the case, why was she playing the part of an evil spirit in the decaying and eerie hell of mountains instead of traveling?

Yun Duan straightened up and left the Flowing Cloud Pavilion. When she got there, she looked at the official leaving respectfully. After thinking for a while, she asked, ”Have you recovered from your injuries in the past few days?”

After the official heard this, he lowered his head slightly and placed his hands in front of him. With a calm voice, he said, ”Reporting to Wang Ji, everything is ready!”

Yun Duan nodded. ”Does it hurt?”

”It's this old servant's fault to make Wang Ji angry, it's this old servant's fault to not feel any pain or not!”

He was a wise man after leaving the official position. He had been following Emperor Chen for so many years, and his words had always been better than singing.

Yun Duan narrowed his eyes. ”I'm asking you if it hurts.” His voice was filled with an inexplicable pressure.

The departing official stiffened and unsteadily said, ”It hurts!”

”It's okay if it hurts. It's not that I'm going to make things difficult for you, it's just that your master likes to use you as a weapon!”

The official stared at the ground, ”This is my duty!”

Yun Duan coldly snorted. This was his duty.

When Yun Duan saw that world-shaking golden dragon plaque once again, there was no longer any feeling in his heart. Those prideful pets had already disappeared after three hundred years of exile. He didn't dare to believe that he had been exhausted in these three hundred years.

She was originally a proud daughter of heaven, but she lost everything in an instant. Even when she was on the verge of collapsing, she still hated her mother, Imperial Concubine Chaoyu, for not being able to protect her for half of her life, even if it was better for her to be able to rely on herself.

How could she forgive the fact that such a young Rui had been buried in a sea of fire? Over the course of three hundred years, all that had been engraved on her body was extreme rage and hatred. In the end, the person she hated the most was the cruel monarch in the hall who had given her all the honor before sending her to hell in one night.

The departing official pushed the door open. With a creaking sound, the killing intent from Yun Duan slowly dissipated. She entered the main hall with a normal expression, the back of the golden-cloaked lady stood atop the main hall.

The departing official closed the door and waited outside.

Yun Duan stepped forward without bowing. When she saw that Immersed Emperor had no intention of turning around, she lifted her robe and sat on the soft chair to the side. There was even a plate of snacks on the table.

She leisurely picked up a piece of snack and tasted it. The taste was not bad, but it was not as delicious as the yam cake made by Qiongying.

The main hall was very quiet. It was luxurious and spacious. When there were no court officials present, the empty place made people flustered.

If it was the clouds from three hundred years ago, she might have choked with fear, but she was the clouds from three hundred years later. In that Purgatory, she could be considered to have been reborn, no matter how timid she was, she had already learned how to disguise herself.

Some of them had nuts in their mouths, so when she chewed, it made a crisp thumping sound. It was truly pleasing to listen to in this large hall.

Yun Duan ate happily, not even thinking about whether there was anything wrong with this food. Since Emperor Chen told her to come back, he wouldn't kill her so easily. Besides, he was too busy and ill to do anything to her.

An hour had probably passed and Yun Duan had almost finished eating. She picked up the teapot and poured herself a cup of tea. Although it was cold, it was still better than nothing.

After drinking it, he smacked his lips.

Emperor Chen slowly turned around and looked disdainfully at the clouds. The clouds didn't make the slightest bit of pressure as they lightly knocked on the table. That small knocking sound was very loud even when it was extremely quiet.

”You know Xuan Hong?” It was a cold voice, a casual question.

Yun Duan blinked and stared at a corner of the great hall, ”Emperor Chen, you said that so many people covet your throne and you are old. When the time comes and you group attack, are you afraid?”

A completely irrelevant answer.

Immersed Emperor showed no signs of movement. He just stared at the clouds, not moving an inch.

Only after a long while did Yun Duan withdraw her gaze from the corner of the hall. Her pretty black eyes glanced at Emperor Chen with a slight smile. However, there was a thick layer of ice that remained in her eyes for a long time.

”If you are so old that you can't defend this Thousand Empire Mountain and your son's fate has come to an end, then the Thousand Empire Mountain that you have guarded with all your might will be replaced by a new dynasty. By that time, what will the new emperor do to you?”

Yun Duan laughed as if she had thought of something, ”That's right. Didn't your beloved concubine still bear your seed? Perhaps he will be the child of someone else who has a bad bloodline like the third prince that you doted on earlier. At that time, your face will no longer be preserved! ”

Since he was able to lock her up in the Embroidery Cloud Palace, allowing her to face the place she feared the most once again, why couldn't she scratch his wound? Maybe everyone would be drenched in blood.

Immersed Emperor Chen moved at an extremely fast speed. Yun Duan didn't even have the time to blink as his neck was already grasped within the hands of Immersed Emperor Chen. His face was calm and unperturbed, but his hands exerted all of their strength.