allonlinenovel Chapter 203 World 4: The Tyrant's Beautiful Concubine (2)
Chapter 203 World 4: The Tyrant's Beautiful Concubine (2)
When Tushan Lingxi woke up, it was already late. She felt like she was in a particularly warm and comfortable place and didn't want to wake up.
"Ow~"
"Are you awake? Are you hungry?"
Tushan Lingxi then realized that she was nestling in Wanqi Jin's arms. No wonder it was so warm. She rubbed his big palm greedily.
"Ouch~~"
She tilted her round little head back, opened her mouth and cried loudly. It was obvious that she was hungry. Her chubby little appearance made Wanqi Jin laugh out loud.
The man lay lazily on the couch, his three thousand white hairs scattered messily outside the thin black pajamas, his red lips slightly raised, his thick long eyelashes trembling slightly, and he touched the little fox's head.
The little fox was snow-white all over, without a single stray hair. It was furry and its claws were incredibly clean. You could tell at first glance that it had been cleaned by the Imperial Master using magic.
Tushan Lingxi hooked Wanqi Jin's collar with her little paws, and her animal nature made her lick Wanqi Jin's Adam's apple involuntarily.
After doing this, Tushan Lingxi realized what she had done. She covered her head with her little paws and didn't dare to look at Wanqi Jin again, for fear that the man would make fun of her.
The wet touch made Wanqi Jin stunned. He lowered his head and glanced at the little fox in his arms.
Seeing her little paws covering her eyes, as if she was trying to hide something, a hint of surprise flashed across Wanqi Jin's eyes. This little girl was really too human.
"Foxes should eat some meat. Chicken is good. It's fresh and delicious. It's easy for you to chew with your little teeth, right?"
Wanqi Jin asked tentatively, and as expected, the little fox's ears twitched, obviously it understood.
An expression of understanding flashed in his eyes. It seemed that the origin of this little fox was not simple. He just didn't know whether it was a monster or a half-monster.
Tushan Lingxi took advantage of the moment when he was lost in thought and kept acting coquettishly towards him, nestling in his arms and asking for his love.
"Ouch~~"
Wanqi Jin rubbed her ears with his big, straight hands, and seeing how hard she was trying to act coquettishly, he let her go for the time being.
He called out, "Changfeng, prepare some more cooked chicken. No need to add salt."
"Yes, my lord."
The person outside the door received the order and hurried away to prepare.
However, Tushan Lingxi had a bitter face. She still remembered that in her previous life, she was tricked by Yin Yi with a few roast chickens. It seemed reasonable.
In the Imperial Master's Mansion, I could only eat some tasteless white meat, which was barely edible. It was really too bitter.
"Ow~"
In the end, Tushan Lingxi could only wail unwillingly, lamenting that she would have to live a hard life in poverty, and she curled up in Wanqi Jin's arms, listless.
It seems that he has lost some of his former vitality and looks very pitiful. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been so heartbroken that he would not know what to do.
However, the State Master is not an ordinary person. He himself does not have a great pursuit of food and drink, so naturally he cannot understand the pain of the little fox.
But the little fox is also cute even when it is listless. Wanqi Jin smiled secretly, with a smile flashing in his eyes that could not be ignored.
Of course he knew that demons or half-demons could eat normal human food, but he just wanted to tease the little guy.
It can be predicted that with this little fox as a companion, the days in the Imperial Master's Mansion will no longer be deserted.
The charcoal in the house is burning brightly, crackling and bringing a touch of warmth to the cold winter.
……
Different from the relaxed and comfortable atmosphere in the Imperial Master's Mansion, the royal palace, especially the Yin Palace where the tyrant handled government affairs, was now occupied by several ministers kneeling with trembling legs and sweat on their heads.
Yin Palace.
The atmosphere was solemn and grim. Although it was the coldest time of the year, everyone was sweating profusely, fearing that the emperor's sharp blade would fall on their heads.
In the direction where they were kneeling, there was a man holding a big knife. Blood was dripping from the tip of the knife. The blood flowed all the way and fell at their feet, which was creepy to look at.
The man's eyes were long and narrow, and his pupils were deep and dark, like a chilling cold pond. Just one glance at him was enough to terrify people completely and make them dare not look him in the face.
His lips were thin and deep red, as if they had been swallowed by blood, and entangled with his half-disheveled black hair. He looked intimidating without being angry, and had a sense of calm madness.
This man is the current emperor—Yin Changling.
He grew up with a pack of wolves, was picked up by the imperial teacher, and was carefully educated. He successfully ascended the throne with an iron fist.
Although Yin Changling was civilized relatively late, he was able to handle state affairs with ease after being taught by Wanqi Jin. However, he was not tactful and often executed ministers who did not perform their duties well.
Therefore, he was also given the title of "tyrant". The people did not understand state affairs and just followed what others said, so his reputation as a "tyrant" spread.
Now, his sharp eyes swept over everyone present one by one, and he had just chopped off an incompetent person.
He was asked to transport food and fodder to the front line, but he lost the food and fodder, causing thousands of soldiers to starve to death. How abominable!
If he had not been transferred in time to allow the surrounding tribes to replenish their food and grass, more than a few thousand people would have starved to death. What use would such a grain officer have?
"Can anyone tell me where the food and fodder were lost? If you don't know, just kill them to save trouble."
Yin Changling opened her red lips slightly, and although her tone was not harsh, she frightened all the ministers so much that they became limp all over, sweating profusely, and wished they could faint immediately.
However, if Yin Changling was so easy to deal with, he would not be a tyrant. His eyes were as sharp as torches, scanning them one by one, and fell on the person who had his head buried lowest.
"You say—"
"Your Majesty, I really don't know."
The minor official finished speaking tremblingly, and the next second, his head fell to the ground, dying with his eyes open.
When the others saw this, they no longer dared to play dumb, and even though they knew nothing, they still said a few words.
"Your Majesty, I have learned that there is a group of bandits in Longhu Mountain..."
"Your Majesty, I suspect..."
After they had talked until their mouths were dry and analyzed all the interests, Yin Changling was slightly satisfied. He didn't want to keep some useless people.
"I will give you fifteen days to recover the food and grass. If you fail, you will be beheaded."
"Here."
Everyone had no choice but to agree. They looked at the tyrant's knife and the heads rolling on the ground. What else could they not agree to?
Only after they left the entire palace did they completely breathe a sigh of relief. Their legs went limp. They looked at each other and saw the relief in each other's eyes.
But just as they left the palace gate and before they could take a few more steps, a gentle male voice sounded, and it seemed that he had been waiting here for a long time.
"My Lords, I have something to discuss with you. Are you available?"
Yin Yi, Prince Yi, was the son of Yin Changling's uncle, which means he was his cousin.
Compared to Yin Changling's reputation as a tyrant, his reputation is much better, and it can be said that his virtue is well-known far and wide.
He always showed no interest in fame or fortune. When Yin Changling succeeded to the throne, he did not show any opposition. Instead, he strongly supported him, which enabled him to survive Yin Changling.
Now, what do these officials not understand? Gongzi Yi’s reputation for virtue is probably all pretended, and he can’t wait to grab the throne for himself.
However, thinking about the situation today, Yin Changling almost executed all of them because of a small grain officer, and their heads were always hanging on his belt.
They become officials not to lose their lives, but to occupy the officialdom from generation to generation and pass it down from generation to generation, so -
Resisting Yin Changling's "tyranny" was an unspoken secret among all of them.
They figured this out and looked at Yin Yi who was smiling kindly. Their goal was the same, which was to bring down Yin Changling, so they nodded in agreement.
"Thank you, Master Yi, for taking care of us old ministers. I will obey your command."
"No, no, in that case, please go ahead."
The group disappeared into the night. Under the moonlight, they were like rats in a gutter and could only move around in the cover of darkness.
……
After they left, in the Yin Palace, Yin Changling was still thinking about the war situation and the various tribes that were now surrounding the Yin State.
The man's brows were furrowed, and his gorgeous lips were tightly pursed. His skin was a sickly pale color, intertwined with his black hair, extremely tempting, enough to make one's breath stop.
Unfortunately, due to his moody personality, the palace people did not dare to look at him too often, for fear of angering Yin Changling and getting beheaded by the big knife.
Didn’t you see that they all went in vertically and came out horizontally? Even the officials were like this, let alone the slaves who served them.
Therefore, these slaves were extremely skillful, especially when it came to cleaning up bloodstains and corpses.
Yin Changling ignored them and let them clean up while he wrote and drew on the table. After a while, he had drawn the entire territory of the Yin Kingdom.
Looking at the tribes scattered around, Yin Changling couldn't help but feel a headache. The Yin Kingdom still didn't have enough national strength, otherwise, if he just used his military force to crush them, no one would dare to attack again.
The most hateful thing is that every time they invade, they cannot really damage the foundation of the Yin State, but they will consume their own military and financial resources, which is extremely annoying.
Therefore, it is time to visit the Imperial Master and see if he has any solution that can solve the problem once and for all.
Ever since Yin Changling was picked up from a wolf pack by the Imperial Master, Wanqi Jin, he has always regarded him as his father in his heart.
After all, he had never felt a trace of warmth from the previous king of Yin.
Yin Changling had heard the man insult him many times, saying that he was a beast who grew up with wolves, who didn't know etiquette and didn't understand rituals, and that he deserved to die in the wolf's den.
Later, this man was thrown into the wolf's den by him. He didn't know whether he could be as lucky as himself to survive in the territory of his own wolf treasure.
As Yin Changling recalled this, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his lips, which, combined with his bright red lips, made him look even more terrifying!
However, thinking that he would be meeting the Imperial Master tomorrow, he suppressed the smile on his face, turned around and went to the treasury to carefully select two treasures.
Yin Changling would never have thought that this time he would meet a cute little girl, whom he would be unable to let go of for the rest of his life.