Rebirth: Bloody Vampire Empress Chapter 58 Seductive Bone Exposure Dance

  Both sides confronted each other, neither recognizing the other. In the imperial court, officials who had long been skilled in trimming their sails to the wind and observing facial expressions all took a step back, afraid of being caught in the crossfire by accident.

  It wasn't that they wanted to see this happen, and yet, with Empress Xiao as the leader, all the imperial consorts quietly took two steps back, keeping a safe distance. Could they still stand there foolishly?

  "Daddy, the wind chime really didn't... waaahhh... it was all him forcing me, forcing his daughter... *sobbing*... Her slender shoulders slightly exposed from under the quilt, her disheveled hair scattered all over the floor, a pitiful sight indeed."

  Leng Fengling was extremely resentful of Leng Ziyue, but she also understood that her father, Leng Zhong, couldn't help her at all. Only Leng Ziyue had the guts to argue with the Empress Dowager, so she could only pin her hopes on her.

  Any humiliation can be tolerated as long as one is alive, and there will always be opportunities for revenge.

  Leng Ting stood still, not shaking off the cold wind chimes that wrapped around his legs with both hands. Perhaps only at this moment did he feel how powerless he was, facing the supreme imperial power, he had to lower his head.

  But his daughter would not lower her proud head, and would only meet him with a cold gaze.

  Just this point alone is enough for him to lose without a fight.

  The pleading eyes looked at Leng Ziyue, as if with her around, he wouldn't be humiliated.

  "My goodness, you two are staring at me with such intensity that it's really scary!" Water-like eyes blinked lightly, and Leng Ziyue shrugged her shoulders, with a fearful expression on her face, but her tone was very tough.

  "This princess is impossible to marry off." Princess Zijin's eyes, which had been smiling just a moment before, now seemed like ice and arrows, sending chills down one's spine. She was too frightening.

  Leng Xueyu still leaned against the crimson gate, changed her posture, and opened her mouth with a nonchalant tone, "This young lady has never heard of any princess from any country who can be given away in marriage, but being given away in marriage is possible, such as being married off to someone far away or something like that."

  "You—" Same red dress, different temperament. Princess Zijin pointed her hand straight at Leng Ziyue's nose tip, she really wanted to rush forward recklessly and have a fierce fight with her.

  Zheng Muqi is hers, no one else is allowed to move him.

  Don't even think about arranged marriage.

  "Ah——"

  Everyone only saw a silver light, as fast as lightning, flashing in front of their eyes, and then heard the ear-piercing screams that tore through the night sky.

  "Next time, I won't guarantee that it won't slash directly across your neck." The Blood Wei flew back into Leng Zhiyue's hand as if it had a soul, shining brightly with a silver light under the night sky.

  The small and exquisite Blood Wei rotated at the tip of her slender fingers, the sharp blade emitting a frightening cold light, no one would doubt that being lightly scratched by it would cost their life.

  "Princess, are you alright?!" Big servant Spring Peach supported the still trembling body of Princess Zi Jing and asked in terror.

  She stood behind Princess Zijin, staring blankly at something that couldn't be seen clearly, like a silver light flying towards her, wanting to dodge but unable to move her feet, only able to stare foolishly.

  Until it sped up and got closer to the princess, cutting off her long purple crystal fingernails as swiftly as the wind, and flew back. It wasn't until then that she came back to her senses.

  So sharp knife, so frightening speed.

  "Scram, what business does this princess have?" Cold sweat drenched her back, and for an instant, she thought that flash of silver would pierce into her body.

  "Your Highness, you'd better take care of your own hands. I detest it when others point at me with their fingers. Unfortunately, you've crossed my line. Do you understand? Don't try to provoke me, whether you're a princess or an imperial concubine, I'll kill you without hesitation." The breathtakingly beautiful face, the clear and cold eyes like black gemstones, every gesture exuded a natural majesty that made people dare not underestimate her.

  She is like a queen, looking down on the world with pride and arrogance, making people willingly surrender to her feet and unconditionally obey her commands.

  "How dare you!" The Empress Dowager said sternly, apparently with little effect.

  Leng Xueyu slightly raised her phoenix eyes, meeting the sharp gaze of hers, "Empress Dowager, this young lady's request is not excessive. No matter how these two people got into a relationship, no matter how many twists and turns there were, it's all something that can't be made public. If you insist on making it clear, fine. This case will be handed over to the Ministry of Justice for investigation, in order to demonstrate fairness."

  The imperial family attaches great importance to face, how could this old hag dare to make a big deal out of it.

  "Lady Leng, I want to have a private talk with you." Taking a few deep breaths, the Empress Dowager grasped her Buddhist rosary tightly, trying to remain calm and not lose her composure.

  "There are some things that can't be said in front of everyone, and I'm running out of patience. Either you follow my wishes and issue a marriage decree, and this matter will be settled; or else make a big fuss about it and send it to the Ministry of Justice, I'll be a good person, hand over evidence and witnesses, and both parties will get off lightly." A cold wind swept across Furong's face, her delicate skin stinging with pain, Leng Ziyue pulled up the collar of her cloak, wishing she could bury herself inside.

  After some thought, the Empress Dowager grasped Princess Zijin's hand and told her to calm down. Grinding her teeth, she said: "What do you want to do about this arranged marriage?"

  "The Empress is indeed the Empress, truly intelligent." Leng Ziyue said loudly, then deliberately lowered her voice, "The eldest young lady of the Zhong Junhou Fu, Cold Wind Bell, has been bestowed in marriage to Gongsun Cai, the richest man in Nanling, as a noble concubine. The wedding will take place three days from now."

  The officials who retreated a distance away, even if they pricked up their ears, couldn't hear clearly. A few people were talking in low voices, except for Leng Ziyue intentionally amplifying her voice, and the rest were still vague and unclear.

  The crystal princess's heart sank in an instant, and she felt as if it was all too good to be true.

  The one who ruined Qingbai's reputation was Zheng Muqi. Why did she ask for a marriage with Gongsun Cai, the richest man in Nanling? What is her intention?

  "Zhong Jun Hou's young mistress, Leng Feng Ling, is to be married off to the richest man in Nanling, Gong Sun Cai, as his noble concubine. The wedding will take place three days from now." The Empress Dowager's face turned a deep purple with rage and she refused to look at Leng Zi Yue again, shouting loudly.

  "It's all the better, I believe that in the future, the relationship between the Gong Sun family and the imperial family will become even more harmonious." Leng Ziyue's red lips parted slightly, her tone firm and resolute, leaving no room for regret.

  He let out a deep sigh and knelt down, saying in a low voice: "Your humble servant thanks the Empress Dowager for granting this marriage."

  "Get up!" Though still having some energy left in his heart, he knew it wasn't the right time to act out. He shook his head and could only place his hopes on Princess Zijin.

  Victory and defeat hang in the balance with this one move.

  She didn't believe it, she couldn't even beat a yellow-haired kid.

  Leng Feng's face turned pale, the words "married to the richest man in Nanling, Gong Sun Cai" had already made her dizzy and confused, she didn't know anything anymore.

  She doesn't want to marry, how can she marry that BT man, it's simply worse than death.

  As the officials followed Empress Dowager and others back to the banquet garden, Leng Ting finally trembled with both legs and got up from the ground, looking at his four daughters who didn't know whether to laugh or get angry.

  What evil has he committed to have given birth to so many daughters who come to demand debts from him.

  "The banquet should have started, why haven't you gone yet?" Cold Zifei's voice was as clear and cold as if it had come from the distant sky, slowly seeping into his eardrums, echoing without fading.

  The wind... The cold sound still wanted to say something, but in the end didn't say anything and turned to leave.

  Snowflakes fell pitter-patter, covering the stone road with a thin layer. "How does it feel to be designed by someone?"

  "It's all you, all of it is your design... I'm going to kill you..." The beautiful blood flowed from the corner of her lips, and Leng Fengling raised her head, suddenly stretching out both hands as if to strangle Leng Ziyue's neck.

  It's her, she has lost everything, it's all because of her, she must be killed.

  With a light flip of her hand, the quilt was shaken open by her inner force, and the naked figure flew out like a broken kite, heavily crashing into the snowy ground, stirring up a flurry of snowflakes.

  "Isn't everything you've endured what you prepared for me to endure? How is it that he can't satisfy you, and yet you're so resentful?" Cold Ziyue sneered, her eyes full of mockery. If she were still the same as before, facing such a situation, she would probably kneel down and beg, but no one would be willing to speak up for her.

  And the three sisters would only constantly mock, constantly ridicule and constantly belittle her, doing everything that could make her suffer to perfection.

  "I...I..." wanted to defend myself, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I realized how powerless and pale my words sounded.

  Leng Feng sat on the ground, too weak to pick up her clothes to cover herself. She wrapped her arms around her knees and buried her face in them, in front of Leng Xue Yue, she didn't even have the most basic dignity.

  The physical pain exceeded what she could bear, dizzy and blurred vision.

  "Gongsun Cai is the gift you were going to give me, now it's yours, I hope you won't be too grateful for my kindness." Leng Ziyue turned around and walked away with big strides.

  Xia Hua steps forward, standing respectfully behind her, and then walks away with a gentle pace.

  "Electric soul, Miss said to throw her back into the courtyard of Huā Niáng's residence, don't care about her life or death." Dong Xue gave a disgusted glance at the disheveled Lěng Fēng Líng and quickly finished speaking.

  "Winter snow, take good care of the young master, she's handed over to me now." Under the mask, a wicked smile curled up at the corners of his mouth, he had plenty of ways to torment bad women.

  In the quiet and secluded Xuan Hall, where only the sound of wind can be heard, the cold wind chime stood still like a wooden puppet doll, not moving at all.

  Gongsun Cai is the only male heir of the Gongsun family, and from a young age to adulthood, he has done countless absurd things that cannot be counted. It is said that he is promiscuous with both men and women, extremely licentious, and has over a hundred concubines of all sizes.

  He enjoyed beating women, and his methods of playing with women were extremely bizarre. It was unknown how many women had been secretly killed by him in bed. As soon as she thought of his cruel means, Leng Fengling felt terrified and wanted to escape.

  Noble concubine, on the surface, her status is only second to that of the madam, but she has no backing whatsoever. In a place where she knows neither the land nor the people, how can she survive? The women who live in that courtyard are not easy to deal with; perhaps she won't even be able to last a few days before being tormented to death.

  Leng Xueyue hated her, but she didn't kill her with one knife. Instead, she used someone else's hands to torture her bit by bit until she couldn't bear it and died of collapse.

  He walked quietly through the snow, leaving behind large footprints, without making a sound.

  "Kang Zi, we must remember that in the future, no matter who we offend, we cannot afford to offend the princess, or else we will not know how we died." Shen Qing whispered from the rooftop.

  Leng Xue's methods, it wasn't the first time he had witnessed them, and every time he saw them, he was more frightened than the last.

  "That man's skills are not beneath yours or mine, he's a master. The princess has such a helper by her side, I wonder if the prince is aware of it." Kang Qi didn't look at Shen Qing beside him, his hawk-like eyes fixed on Dian Ling, who was dragging away Feng Ling with a hand knife, like carrying a sack of rice.

  The crimson bloodstain of the fatal wound spread across the ground, gradually dispersing in the wind and snow.

  "There's nothing that can be hidden from Master Wang. That woman is probably bleeding heavily." Shen Qing sat up straight and said casually.

  Her life and death have nothing to do with him, he just hopes that their king can catch up with the queen as soon as possible, so that such a formidable woman can be their queen and make people convinced.

  "Go find Wang Ye." Their task is done, why are they still lingering here?

  Rather than killing Leng Fengling, it would be more interesting to marry her off to a BT man and slowly torture her to death. Gong Suncai is notorious for being shameless, regardless of whether they are male or female, as long as he takes a liking to them, he will take them all back to his room and slowly torture them until he loses interest.

  What's more, there is also a rumor that he has kept a concubine.

  The woman who was brought before him was like one foot had already stepped into the Ghost Gate, with no way to survive and even less a way to die.

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  Situ Wushuang leaned against his chin, the originally dull banquet had quietly entered a new high at this moment, but there were still many people who hadn't come to their senses yet.

  Recalling the words Leng Xueyu had whispered in his ear, she couldn't help but smile slightly. She wouldn't let this banquet end peacefully without stirring up a storm.

  As she said, whoever provokes her will not die but will be thoroughly stripped of several layers of skin.

  "Prince Wang, what are you laughing at?" Lu Hu had been holding it in for half a day and still couldn't bear it.

  "Watching a play." Situ Wusuo uttered two words indifferently, his handsome face as expressionless as a poker face.

  Wu Er, you must be careful. I, the king, will not let go of the person who wants to harm you. There are two purposes for attending the banquet: one is to help Leng Ziyue; the other is that he is not there, which can lure out the murderer.

  Qin Jin pulled at Lu Hu's sleeve and gave him a look, "She's here."

  What kind of woman is Leng Xue that he can't help but be drawn to her, with the line "Don't try to provoke me, whether you're a princess or a concubine, I'll kill you without hesitation", arrogant, domineering, and looking down on the world, making it hard for people not to surrender at her feet.

  If she were born with a male body, unifying the whole country would be possible for her.

  Xia Hua stiffened her body, really not used to such intense attention. She lowered her head and followed Leng Xueyao's footsteps step by step. She couldn't lose face, if the young master could remain calm, so could she.

  "Dancing in the snow, even more beautiful, I wonder if Princess Zijin is ready." The fiery cloak fluttered, and Leng Ziyue elegantly took her seat, her eyes slightly lowered with a hint of a smile, filled with amusement.

  "This princess has been waiting for you, Miss Leng's temper is quite big." Unfastening the cloak on her shoulder, revealing a bright red dress, Princess Zijin stepped onto the stage in large strides, looking down at Leng Ziyue and said sternly: "Don't forget your words."

  "Heh, I remember it clearly, you can rest assured." With a slight flutter of her phoenix-like eyes, Qing Zhe Yue leaned back in her chair, her clear and bright eyes scanning the room with a hint of coldness. All the eyes that had been looking at her suddenly dropped, not daring to look up again.

  A red silk ribbon drew a beautiful arc in the air, and a red lip lightly opened, "Play music."

  The purple crystal princess is indeed famous for a reason, and she's not a woman without any skills. She danced the silk ribbon dance with style and elegance, her charm undiminished from years past.

  As the only daughter of the Empress Dowager, in order to win the favor of the late Emperor, she had to be proficient in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and do them better than any other princess.

  Therefore, in terms of true ability, Princess Zijin will not easily lose to others.

  "There wasn't a hint of smile on her face, what to do?" Qin Auntie's eyes didn't leave Cong Rongyue's face for a moment, and even the slightest shallow smile line couldn't escape her sharp eyes.

  "Think of a way." The Empress Dowager could no longer afford to lose, she had to suppress the arrogant air of Leng Ziyue.

  "Yes." The consorts above the main seat all lowered their heads, and all their thoughts were on how to make Cold Xueyu smile, not daring to be slow for a moment, afraid of offending the empress dowager.

  Surviving in the harem, this ancestor is unforgivable.

  "This dance is beautiful, there's nothing that would make people laugh, how can she be made to laugh out loud." Baili Changjian had a fire burning in his heart, but he could only discuss it inwardly, not daring to speak out.

  "Second brother, your complexion doesn't look good. Are you uncomfortable? Do you want me to call the imperial physician over to take a look at you?" Ba Li Zi Ying said with a smile, holding his wine cup.

  Zi Jing Gong Zhu is nominally his imperial aunt, but in his eyes, she is nothing, life and death have nothing to do with him, why bother to care.

  At the moment he pushed open the door in the backyard, his whole heart was lifted to his throat, as if it was about to jump out. He even wanted to rush forward recklessly and block the door.

  He was worried that the woman inside would be her, and even though he was furious, he suppressed it strongly until he saw the woman's face clearly, only then did he heavily let out a sigh of relief.

  When I see her again, I want to rush up and hug her, asking where she went.

  Suddenly, he realized that he had no right to question her about anything. He didn't even have a half-decent relationship with her, so what gave him the right to ask her like that?

  "This king is fine, no need for Fourth Brother to worry." Baili Changjian clenched his fists tightly, don't think he didn't know why Baili Ziying was so protective of Leng Ziyue.

  He is also a man, he must be thinking of something, how can he not know?

  "Heh, that's good." As he glanced away, the narrow peach blossom eyes fell on that blood-red dress, and her every smile seemed to be etched into his mind, making it impossible for him to forget her.

  Leng Xueyue, how can I walk into your heart?

  It's you who provoked me, so you should take responsibility for it.

  "Summer flowers, take a closer look, the good show is about to begin." Leng Ziyue's evil smile hooked up at the corner of her mouth, thinking of Baili Chenyuan's overbearing words, she put down the wine cup that had already been raised to her lips.

  He says he won't drink it, then don't drink it!

  For a moment, Leng Ziyue was taken aback by her actions. Xia Hua poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Leng Ziyue's side, saying softly: "Miss, have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up."

  She will keep her eyes wide open and make sure that all those who bullied her family's young master get their retribution.

  "Hmm." The faint tea fragrance and the thick wine aroma were incomparable. Leng Xue'er lowered her dense eyelashes, secretly sighing that she was too obedient to Bai Li Chen Yuan's words, it was strange.

  The sound of the qin was melodious and clear, with thirteen instruments blending together in a symphony that rivaled modern orchestras. On stage, officials listened to the beautiful music while whispering to each other, their eyes darting back and forth between Princess Zijin and Leng Qiyue.

  They are the protagonists, while they are supporting characters, who else can be watched if not them.

  On the huge circular stage, Princess Amethyst danced gracefully, dressed in red from head to toe, with soft ribbons in her hands moving freely and transforming into various poses, beautiful and resplendent.

  She tapped the ground, jumped up, and spun around, one high-difficulty dance move after another unfolding like flowing clouds, her well-maintained skin and waistline giving no hint that she was over thirty.

  The delicate snowflakes fell around her like musical notes, landing one by one on the ground. Her red dance shoes occasionally revealed a sharp toe, just like a mischievous little kid.

  "What should she do? The whole dance is about to end, and Zilai Yue still hasn't shown a hint of a smile. What should she do?" Princess Zijin's body swayed with the low melody, calming her breath, constantly asking herself what she should do next.

  "Is that all it takes to get you anxious? The game hasn't even started yet?" His fingers tapped lightly on the table, and the more he saw her getting flustered, the more amusing he found it.

  "Dad, big sister she...," Ling Jinling pulled at Leng Zhēng's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

  She couldn't forget how Tong Xueye had offended the Empress Dowager, and she had a feeling that all their little thoughts had already been detected by Tong Xueye, who would take care of them one by one.

  She was afraid, she didn't want to be like her elder sister Cold Wind Chime, married off to a man like Gong Sun Cai. Rather than that, she would rather die cleanly, at least not suffer humiliation.

  "Send her back to the mansion, you two be more careful from now on and don't stir up any more trouble, especially don't go provoke Leng Zhiyue." Leng Zheng glared at his two daughters, he was also afraid.

  "Yes." Cold Jinling loosened his hand and nodded, no longer speaking.

  She always thought she was smart, and both her elder sisters were calculated in her heart, but the cold Zhiyue who had been ignored all along turned out to be the biggest threat. Seeing with her own eyes how she made her eldest sister Leng Fengling suffer a crushing defeat, she really hesitated.

  "Jīn líng, what are you thinking?" Lěng Yín Líng was also scared, and it took her a while to calm down. Tonight, she didn't dare to have any more wild ideas.

  If she wasn't careful and accidentally fell into the trap that Leng Xueyao had set for her, she would be in trouble.

  Like a cold wind chime, having lost innocence in front of everyone, becoming a withered flower, even if married as a concubine, one cannot hold their head up high, what face is there to fight for status.

  She's not stupid, waiting for the right moment is what matters most.

  "Nothing, Second Sister." Burying her head, no one could see Luojin's expression.

  "Hmm—" Although they were born of the same mother, they had always been superficially friendly, and privately, there was no deep affection between them.

  Leng Yinling turned her head away and no longer paid attention to her sister who always had an innocent look on her face.

  "Kang Qi, you said the king is silly, why can't he stop laughing?" Shen Qing pulled Kang Qi who was beside her with a puzzled face, very curious about why Bailing Chenyuan had a smiling expression.

  "Shen Qing, are you looking to be thrown into the desert for a while?" Bai Li Chen Yan suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and said in a low, menacing tone.

  Is he laughing stupidly?

  He laughed with such elegance and charm, unmatched by anyone.

  His little daughter is really too cute, and she actually listens to him obediently. He must think of a way to reward her properly.

  "Your Highness, I was wrong." Shen Qing's face, filled with a bookish air, immediately scrunched up like a bitter melon. Who had he provoked? That desert where chickens didn't lay eggs and birds didn't drop dung - this lifetime, the next lifetime, he didn't want to go there.

  Thinking back to those days, being abandoned in the desert was really terrifying.

  "Both of you be quiet, don't make a sound, otherwise go back to the Wang Manor." As soon as Baili Chenyuan's voice fell, a gentle and melodious tune drifted into his ears, soft and long, lingering in the distance.

  Is it an audio attack?

  Baili Chenyuan's eyes, like black gemstones, sparkled as he said, "Master once told me that there is a kind of martial art in the world that can not only kill people without being seen, but also make it easy to face thousands of troops and horses.

  That is the lost art of Sound Attack Technique for nearly a thousand years.

  Following the source of the sound, Baili Xunyin's eyes widened in shock. The voice was coming from her own mouth, and she had actually used the Inaudible Sound Transmission to control Zijin Princess's thoughts.

  The evil smile raised the corner of his mouth, and he whispered in a low voice: "Xiaoyuer, how many more surprises do you have for me? The more I see you clearly, the more I can't leave you. I just hope that in your heart, I am also a special existence, so that you won't want to escape from me far away."

  "Your Highness, Princess Zijin's behavior is a bit strange?" Shen Qing said in a low voice, furrowing his brow.

  She should have finished dancing, but she continued to twist her body and dance, with chaotic steps and even more ** movements.

  "Enjoy the show." Xiaoye, you're really something. Those who have offended you haven't had a good ending yet. Rubbing his nose, Baili Chen thought to himself that if he accidentally provoked her in the future, what kind of punishment would he receive.

  Kang Zhen glanced at his master and whispered: "It... it shouldn't be that the future princess is behind this, right?"

  It's really terrifying, being able to control others' behavior and thoughts. Just thinking about what might happen next makes him tremble all over.

  Once again, I firmly believe that no one can provoke Ling Zhiyue's temper.

  "Besides her, who else is so arrogant?" His little Xiao Yu made a big fuss, and he would take care of it himself, letting him make as much noise as he wanted.

  Baili Chenyuan was extremely pleased that his two subordinates referred to Leng Ziyue as the future princess, seemingly putting her name alongside his own, which sounded particularly pleasant.

  Xiaoyuer, you will definitely be my queen.

  "Hehe... Shen Qing leaned against Kang Qi, the two of them stuck together, and could only smile awkwardly."

  The empress dowager only felt a blackness before her eyes, almost falling to the ground, trembling with both hands, pointing at the purple crystal princess on the stage, sternly saying: "You dog slaves, don't you go up and support the princess back to her room to rest."

  On the huge stage, Princess Zicheng was like a cloud and mist, feeling very happy, she wanted to dance, dance.

  But she felt so hot, her two hands slowly and gently pulled the originally thin red dance dress, her fingertips slowly pulling the silk ribbon tied at her waist, her snow-white skin exposed in the air, set off by the dim candlelight in the lanterns, tender and sexy to the extreme.

  A small red tongue gently licked the slightly dry lips, sweeping over the lip again and again, so enticing, so **.

  The sudden change of events caught everyone off guard, leaving no room for evasion.

  It wasn't until the Empress Dowager's angry shout that everyone came back to their senses and hastily lowered their heads.

  The civil and military officials, one by one, first endured the cold wind chimes and the scene of people's humble appearance. Then, they were treated to a feast for their eyes as they watched Princess Zijin's strip show, piece by piece, which was incredibly alluring. Their normal physiological needs were stirred up, making it hard to bear, yet they feared being punished, wanting to look up but not daring to do so.

  An unusually hilarious scene.

  Her eyes were like silk, her slender waist swayed, her smile was enchanting and captivating. The purple crystal princess saw someone come on stage, she smiled even more brightly, thinking that someone had come to play a game with her.

  And then, on the grand stage, except for her laughter, only the palace maids' cries of pain remained, as they came and went, pulling and tugging each other, in a lively and extraordinary scene.

  There is a distinction between the noble and the humble, and as the Crystal Princess is of high status, the palace maidens do not dare to use much force in grabbing her, only daring to carefully try to pull her down from the stage. It's fundamentally impossible to succeed, so they end up being pushed to the ground by the Crystal Princess again and again, who also kicks them a few times to vent her anger.

  "Hehe... Do you think I'm beautiful?" With a spin, the two palace maids behind her almost fell off the stage.

  Her curvaceous figure, proudly standing chest, slender waist, all tempting every man in the room, she was a seductive siren, her gasping voice unusually loud.

  Looking at everyone's drooling appearance, the unconscious Princess Zijin laughed even more happily and shouted loudly: "Do you want me? Hehe... Want to come up... Catch me... Just..."

  "What's going on?" The Empress Dowager had lost all her imperial composure, and Princess Zijin was a woman, she couldn't let the guards go up to seize her.

  All she had left on her body was a transparent cloak and pants as thin as wings. If she took those off, then...

  "Leng Xue, was it you who moved your hands and feet? You say." The Empress Dowager shouted loudly, but instead of stopping Princess Zi Jing from taking off her clothes, she laughed even more happily.

  "Empress Dowager, are you blind? So many people are watching, I haven't left my seat or spoken to anyone, what makes you say it was me who moved? Cold Ziyue raised an eyebrow and continued: "And how about the Empress, isn't her own daughter a yin-yang woman? Look at her wanton appearance, surpassing even that of a courtesan. There's a saying, I don't know how to put it, do you need me to teach you?"

  Die, you wicked old hag, isn't this enough to kill you?

  At an age where one should know better, you're still plotting and scheming all day, fighting for power and status. You even think of using me as a pawn? I'll let you know that not everyone has the talent to be a mastermind.

  You're not qualified enough.

  "You...!" She clutched at her chest, Empress Dowager rolled her eyes and suddenly couldn't catch her breath, fainting.

  On the high platform, several women were in a state of disarray. Under the platform, after the commotion had subsided, all the officials stared with their eyes wide open.

  Not to mention, the usually high and mighty Princess Zijin, who is revered by all, actually has such an unknown side. Even finding a courtesan from a brothel wouldn't be as open-minded as her, it's a blessing to have feasted one's eyes on this sight.

  The husband of Princess Zijin, Zheng Muhanshan, has been dead for seven years. The lonely and bored Princess Zijin can't help but create such a ridiculous scene.

  But who would have thought that she was so lacking in men that she had become so promiscuous.

  Perhaps at that moment, many men wanted to rush up and tell her, "Let me comfort you."

  "Empress Dowager, are you all right?!" Qin Auntie pinched the Empress Dowager's people in the middle, and it wasn't until after a good while that she slowly came to.

  "Cough, cough..." After a long while of coughing, the Empress Dowager finally came to herself. Her pale face, devoid of any blood, told everyone that all her energy had been drained in an instant. Her lifeless eyes stared blankly at the people surrounding her, wanting to say something, but ultimately unable to get the words out of her throat.

  "Ah——" Along with a certain young lady's shriek, everyone's line of sight was once again drawn back to the stage.

  The empress dowager, who had just come to her senses, saw that Princess Zijin was still on the stage, dancing and flirting with abandon. A surge of anger rose up in her, and a crimson tide of blood splattered onto the pink palace attire of the palace maidens, like a splash of ink painting.

  "La... La... Living with her..." Her trembling fingers pointed at Princess Zijin, she was about to be suffocated. What on earth was going on? Mingming had been dancing perfectly well, how did she end up taking off her clothes?

  It was as if she had been possessed by an evil spirit, and she couldn't hear her voice no matter what, nor could she feel the loud discussions of the people around her. She seemed to be immersed in her own world, completely closed off from the outside world.

  "Miss...!" Xia Hua saw Leng Yinling suddenly stand up, lift her skirt and rush to the center of the stage, clenching her fists and calling out in a low voice.

  "It doesn't matter, just take a look." Just a few days ago, she broke through the sixth layer of sound attack and entered the seventh layer of indoor transmission. She was trying it out with an attitude, but unexpectedly, the effect was so good.

  "Yes." Xia Hua stopped talking, she didn't know what method Leng Ziyue used, but somehow made Princess Zijin lose her senses with a big jump and striptease dance, nor did she know what would happen next.

  But she knew one thing, that is, Leng Ziyue would not do anything to harm Youyin Pavilion. On the contrary, she had said that as long as she was there, no one would dare to touch Youyin Pavilion.

  "Second sister, where are you going?" Cold Jinling's palms were full of hot sweat, the sense of danger was getting closer and closer to her, first it was big sister, now it was second sister, next would it be her turn?

  Couldn't help but tremble all over, everything in sight became blurry, the voices of people talking became more and more indistinct, eyes went black, and fell straight down.

  Jīn líng, liáng zhēng háo wú yù zhào de jiē zhù ruǎn mián mián dào dì shàng de lěng jīn líng, gù bù dé zài qù jiào zhù yǐjīng chōng shàng le wǔ tái de lěng yín líng.

  Translation:

  Jin Ling, with a crisp sound, caught the soft and fluffy Cold Jinling who had fallen to the ground without warning, and couldn't help but call out to Cold Silver Bell who had already rushed onto the stage.

  The long skirt didn't hinder her movements, Cold Silver Bell ran onto the stage, staring at the gleaming purple crystal princess, a big smile spreading from the corner of her mouth, twisting bit by bit. Before anyone knew it, a shiny dagger appeared in her hand, and she shouted: "You shameless woman, I'm going to kill you!"

  "No——" he bellowed loudly, but he couldn't stop what was about to happen, and he fell powerlessly to the ground.

  On the other side, four princes who had not figured out the situation stood up at the same time and rushed towards the stage. Before they could react, Cold Silver Ring pierced through several palace maids, tightly grasping a dagger that shone with a cold light, directly threatening Princess Zijin's chest.

  The cold blade was reflected by the candlelight, becoming even more dazzling, and happened to pierce into Princess Zijin's eyes. Her expression paused, and she instinctively kicked away the dagger that was approaching her, shouting: "You lowly woman, how dare you try to assassinate me!"

  The words fell, and another ruthless kick landed on Leng Yin's chest, sending him flying several meters away, spitting out a few mouthfuls of crimson blood, dazed.

  "What...what's wrong with me?" Lingyin clutched at her chest, which was aching unbearably. How did she end up here? Shouldn't she be sitting by Father's side?

  She didn't even have time to think clearly about why she was kicked by Princess Zijin, when she heard a piercing scream, "Ah——why am I not wearing clothes?"

  Princess Zi Jing felt dizzy and sensed that everyone's gaze on her was particularly strange, so she couldn't help but lower her head to take a look. Not wearing a stitch of clothing made her cover her head and scream, who had taken off her clothes?

  Da Ya Huan Chun Tao got up from the ground, a large cape was draped over Princess Zi Jing's body, at least temporarily covering her ugliness.

  "Who is it? Who dared to strip this princess naked, I will execute her entire clan." Princess Zijin shouted loudly with a dark face.

  What just happened, why doesn't she have any memory at all? Everywhere she looks, there are pieces of her red dance costume scattered around. Who can tell her what really happened?

  "What a great way to exterminate her entire clan, haha, it seems that the Qi Yue Kingdom might not have an imperial family anymore. Hehe." Leng Ziyue laughed out loud, her embarrassment was both within and beyond her expectations.

  "What did you say?" Her eyes could have killed a person, and Qing Xue had probably died thousands of times already.

  "Tell her, who took off her clothes and made her like that." With a slight raise of her eyebrow and a sweep of her gaze across the room, not one person dared to lift their head.

  The purple crystal princess glanced at the ministers who didn't dare to raise their heads, and had to move her gaze to the empress dowager and the people around her, including Xiao Huanghou. They all looked unhappy and wanted to speak but stopped themselves, which made her even more angry in her heart.

  "Speak!" A slap landed on Chun Tao's face, Princess Zi Jing was furious, already beyond control.

  Chun Tao knelt on the ground, knocking her head heavily, "I dare not, I dare not speak."

  "Haha, Princess Zijin isn't just trying to make Miss Ben laugh, is she? She doesn't have to strip dance in front of everyone, her seductive appearance can rival those women in the brothel. I don't know how lonely you are, but you're bold enough to invite so many married men to spend a romantic night with you, you really have guts, Miss Ben quite likes your personality." Leng Ziyue said mockingly.

  At first, when Benjun was abandoned, weren't they using these words to mock and humiliate her? Now she will return their gaze with her own eyes, and repay them in blood.

  Situ Wushuang's face was stern, but in reality he was almost choking with internal injuries and couldn't help but burst out laughing. He thought Leng Ziyue was really amusing, the whole person was so natural that it was impossible to find any fault.

  Someone laughed, and then more people who were laughing out loud appeared.

  One person's laughter is small, but one hundred people's laughter is too loud.

  The angrier you are, the happier I am. Stimulating you, relieving your blood and energy, is the key to living a long life of one hundred years. Everything has not ended yet.

  Digression

  Momo, dear friends, if you find any typos or errors in my post, feel free to point them out and I'll make sure to correct them carefully.

  Sometimes I get carried away and don't even realize where I went wrong, and it's hard for me to find out where the mistake is. It's really embarrassing, haha!