Chapter 133: Palace Gates: Under the Effect of Mental Manipulation
“Are you threatening us, the Bloodthirsty Sect?” Su Junqing’s expression darkened, and his figure became more imposing.
“You violated our agreement first,” replied the Empress without betraying any impression of weakness. “Your Bloodthirsty Sect initially promised me this vast swathe of territory. Now, it’s going to land in Dongfang Que’s hands, and you still have the nerve to say this to me? Let me tell you this. If you cannot satisfy my needs, I will announce what you did to the whole world, and we’ll see how your Su Clan survives in the Lei Kingdom in the future.” Her face was sinister, and madness filled her eyes.
“Your Majesty, please calm down.” Su Junqing gave a Fist and Palm Salute and hid the murderous intent that flitted past his eyes.
“Go back and consider this carefully: which is more important to you, the Bloodthirsty Sect or the Su Clan?”
Then, the Empress summoned back the palace maids and court eunuchs. After following an old court eunuch out of the palace, Su Junqing finally loosened his tightly clenched fists.
The Empress has gone mad. She hasn’t considered Imperial Consort Xi’s recent return to the palace or Dongfang Que’s recovery. It’s dangerous to lay hands on them right now, yet she wants to drag the Su Clan down into the water. It seems that this chess piece cannot be held any longer. He must think of a way to get rid of the Empress and the Crown Prince.
Just as Su Junqing was about to climb into the Su Clan’s carriage, he saw a beautiful lady sporting the Flying Fairy Hairstyle descend from a wagon. Her long, thin eyebrows were delicate and pretty, and her eyes were shaped like peach blossoms. Her beautiful eyes were as limpid as ponds of clear water. Her cherry-like mouth curled into a faint but dazzling smile, and she looked like a fairy who had landed in the mortal world. People around her were involuntarily attracted to her. Even the eyes of the guards at the palace gates were glued to her.
Beside the beautiful lady, a second woman dressed in a cerise palace dress stood respectfully. It was Lady Hongxiu, who served as the highest-ranked palace maid under Imperial Consort Xi. Su Junqing frowned. He’d heard from the Crown Prince that this Lady Hongxiu was an Intermediate Spiritual Practitioner with a Water Root. As she was one of Imperial Consort Xi’s capable subordinates, dealing with her would be challenging. He did not expect Lady Hongxiu to serve the beautiful lady respectfully. Who is this lovely lady?
“Eldest Miss Ye, please, slow down,” Lady Hongxiu’s voice rang from a distance.