She wanted to leave but couldn’t move her feet; she truly wanted to rush in and kill the queen.
What’s wrong with me? Why am I like this?
He… I… Miss Meng Xiaoji’s heart slowly bled.
The door suddenly opened, and the radiant queen stood at the entrance adjusting her clothes, but the prince was nowhere to be seen.
Miss Meng Xiaoji’s head exploded – the prince…
Beautiful Prince
With some inexplicable strength, Miss Meng Xiaoji pushed the queen aside and burst into the room. The prince’s clothes were scattered on the floor, deeply piercing Miss Meng Xiaoji’s eyes.
The prince lay on the bed with his eyes closed, pale-faced. Hearing the commotion, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw Miss Meng Xiaoji, his gaze filled with deep anger.
But when he saw the tears in Miss Meng Xiaoji’s eyes, the prince bit his lip, his eyes full of sorrow.
Miss Meng Xiaoji reached out to gently caress the prince’s handsome face, seeing bite marks on his neck with blood seeping through.
Her hand trembled and lost its strength; she wanted to cry but dared not.
The prince’s face turned cold, forcefully pushing Miss Meng Xiaoji to the ground, coldly snorting: “Unruly thing, how dare you enter my room? Get out! I love the noble queen, not a lowly creature like you.”
“Hahaha…” the queen laughed uncontrollably.
She grabbed Miss Meng Xiaoji’s hair and slapped her face several times.
Miss Meng Xiaoji saw stars from the beating.
“Get out now!” the prince said hatefully.
The queen sneered maliciously: “Since the prince dislikes her so much, why not give her to me as fertilizer? She might be more useful than other fertilizers.”
The prince’s eyes grew colder, almost saying something but ultimately nodding: “Fine, if you like her, take her away. I’m thoroughly disgusted with her.”
I also want to give him magical skills, but I’m afraid he will learn the arts and seek revenge on me.” The empress looked worried.
The maid chuckled softly: “The empress is too cautious. Even if the prince is given magical skills, he would need to cultivate for hundreds of years to compare with the empress. Besides, there’s the wizard master, who has two thousand years of cultivation. Would he really be afraid?”
“With magical skills, the prince can accompany the empress every night. When the empress is comfortable, we servants are happy too.”
“Wan’er, I should tear your mouth apart for always hitting the nail on the head,” the empress said with a coquettish laugh.
The Bizarre Wizard
The empress also wanted to spend nights with the prince, living an immortal life. Being able to cultivate together with such a jade-like person, achieving immortality, she didn’t care about being empress anymore. She had truly placed the prince in her heart and absolutely could not lose this jade-like person.
The empress’s gaze fell on Miss Ink, and her expression immediately changed. She said sternly, “Wan’er, send her to Sister Li for my beauty secret recipe. With her, my appearance will be even more beautiful.”
Wan’er didn’t move, but instead smiled ingratiatingly: “Doesn’t the empress remember? These days are the wizard master’s days of great supplementation, and beautiful women must be sent to serve the wizard.”
The empress’s expression changed. The wizard had always been her most taboo opponent.
Wan’er’s face was malicious: “Why doesn’t the empress send her to the wizard? She would die more painfully in the wizard’s hands than in the empress’s. Isn’t this what the empress wants? Moreover, letting the prince watch her go to her death will also show the empress’s methods.”
“Oh!” A smile immediately appeared in the empress’s eyes.
“Wan’er, you are truly my interpreter of words. Let’s do as you say.”
The wizard – everyone in the capital would tremble with fear at the mention.
Every year, the emperor personally selected beautiful women to send to the wizard for cultivating magical arts, and countless young girls from good families met tragic fates.
It was said that the mountain where the wizard lived was surrounded by yin energy, strange and abnormal. Except for those unfortunate girls, no one had ever entered. Those girls who went in never came out alive.
The empress understood clearly that although the prince had not stopped her from taking Ink away, she could see that the prince had never looked at a woman like this before. Especially his gaze – that gentle look he had never given her, let alone any other woman.
Although the prince was handsome, he was extremely cold towards women.
This Ink girl would only bring trouble if she stayed. Removing her would make the prince entirely hers, and no one would ever compete with her for the prince again.
A strange smile appeared at the corner of the empress’s mouth.
Emperor’s words were not yet finished when the two guards placed their knives against their own necks. With a slight movement of the blade, blood gushed forth, and the two guards tilted their heads and fell to the ground.
Mo Xiaoji was shocked. Now she finally understood why these guards wanted to die: they did not want to send her to the sorcerer. They would rather die than go… Could the sorcerer be more terrifying than death?
Mo Xiaoji shuddered. What would become of her?
Batch after batch of guards entered, all choosing suicide. Only one young guard, seemingly the youngest and most timid, crawled in rather than walking. The man beside him appeared braver than the others, his face grim but his body not trembling.
The queen looked at the room full of corpses, excitement unmistakable in her eyes: “Will you two also die?”
“Brother,” the young guard looked at the guard beside him, his eyes filled with a strong desire to live.
The guard called “brother” drew the knife from his waist: “Little brother, your hand is soft. Afraid the knife might slip. Let me send you on your way!”
“No, I don’t want to die. I still want to see Mother and Father…” The young guard cried, his clothes stained with blood.
The scene was unbearably tragic. Mo Xiaoji could only let her tears flow.
The queen found it most entertaining, clapping her hands: “How deep the brotherly love!”
The guard sighed, moving his gaze from his brother’s terrified face to the queen, coldly laughing: “You shameless demoness. Since you arrived in the inner palace, you’ve caused bloodshed and killed countless people. Today, Li Qi will sacrifice his life to kill you and avenge everyone.”
Li Qi brandished his knife and charged at the queen.
Mo Xiaoji struggled desperately: “Bastard, let me go. What’s wrong with seeing your master? Is your master a monster like you, an ugly pig that can’t be seen?”
The King of the Underworld raised an eyebrow, coldly looking at Mo Xiaoji.
Mo Xiaoji also widened her eyes and stared back: “Bastard, what are you looking at? Haven’t you seen a beautiful woman before? I bet I look much better than this pig of yours.”
The King of the Underworld carried Mo Xiaoji like a small animal, without a trace of pity: “Keep running your mouth. Even gods would be scared shitless when they enter my master’s territory. I want to see how much courage and tough talk you have.”
“Is… is your master really that terrifying?”
The King of the Underworld
Mo Xiaoji’s scalp began to tingle. It seemed the wizard was truly frightening, otherwise the guards wouldn’t have died trying to avoid entering the mountain. But just how terrifying could he be? Could he be worse than anyone she’d encountered before?
“Hmph! You’re scared.”
“What am I scared of?” Mo Xiaoji’s voice clearly lacked conviction.
The King of the Underworld carried Mo Xiaoji out of the palace gates and threw her into a horse-drawn carriage, then got in himself.
Mo Xiaoji looked at the King’s gloomy face, her eyes darting around.
The King ignored Mo Xiaoji and closed his eyes.
