Chapter 149
Chapter 149
When the two left the emperor, a fine rain had begun falling outside at some unknown point.
The brother and sister had gone to discuss that damned grand banquet with him.
Shengsheng Zhou’s argument was that she was still young, wished to remain at her parents’ knees, and had no desire to marry.
Weiqing Song’s reasoning was more sophisticated. He laid out the current political situation and analyzed the advantages and disadvantages for the emperor.
Of course, no matter how persuasively the two argued, the emperor merely regarded them with the fond gaze of a parent watching his children play and silently refused.
It was rare to see the siblings stand on the same side. Far from angry, the emperor felt gratified.
Weiqing did not like Sheng’er. The emperor feared that after his son ascended the throne, he would treat his youngest daughter harshly. He therefore intended to marry her off early so she would not end up all alone.
The brother and sister stood outside the palace gates, each harboring private schemes.
Weiqing’s reasoning was simple. Compared with the gravely wounded Siran Ming, whose survival remained uncertain, he feared Fusheng Duan more.
Even if Fusheng did not attend personally, his eyes and ears certainly would. If Weiqing could think of the problem with the red mole, Fusheng would be even more sensitive to it.
Shengsheng’s reasoning was simpler still. She did not want to marry some strange man on a whim.
“Imperial Brother, this umbrella is for you.” Shengsheng had Cui’er pass the umbrella in her hands to Jian Zhang.
Suo Luo was truly worthy of serving at a princess’s side. Her ability to predict the weather inspired Shengsheng’s wholehearted admiration. Fortunately, Shengsheng had listened and asked Cui’er to bring an umbrella.
Weiqing’s eyes flickered. He asked gently, “Then what will you do?”
Shengsheng looked at the people approaching, then winked at him slyly. “I’ll ride in a sedan chair.”
Before Weiqing could react, she dashed into the chair in a few quick steps.
Under the slightly nervous gazes of the bearers, Shengsheng lifted the curtain, smiled, and waved. “Goodbye, Imperial Brother~~”
Weiqing: “…”
Jian silently opened the umbrella. Sure enough, the greatest obstacle in his study of expression management–apart from that venerable ancestor, Miss Shengsheng–was this princess who appeared to be Miss Shengsheng.
Weiqing soon sent a return gift in response to Shengsheng’s umbrella.
“What?!”
Shengsheng’s eyes widened. The necklace she had been holding and admiring slipped into her jewelry box, her expression stricken.
Though Suo Luo outwardly went along with the princess, she privately agreed somewhat with the Crown Prince’s decision.
Just moments ago, the Crown Prince had found an excuse to replace every handsome young eunuch in Shuanglin Palace.
He replaced them with a group whose faces hurt Shengsheng’s eyes whenever she looked at them for too long.
How to put it? She knew she should not criticize other people’s appearances.
But looking like a shriveled chrysanthemum was taking things too far!!?!
She had no idea where Weiqing had found a group of eunuchs so uniquely gifted in appearance.
Zhen Kingdom was clearly the more inclusive nation. In Zhu Kingdom or Yong Kingdom, people who looked like this could never have entered the palace, let alone become eunuchs.
At first, Shengsheng wanted to invent an excuse about their poor work and send them away.
Yet perhaps no master had wanted them because of their looks, because this group worked exceptionally hard, spoke little, and applied themselves to every task. Shengsheng could not bear to dismiss them.
She decided to forget it and let them stay.
She had once been in their position and understood their difficulties.
The eunuchs had expected the princess to make life difficult. When they discovered that Shengsheng not only did not despise their looks but frequently rewarded them, the flattered young men became even more tearfully grateful and secretly swore to shed blood and give their lives for the princess.
That night, A-Pang suddenly woke Shengsheng from a deep sleep.
Shengsheng Zhou sat up blearily, her long hair tumbling messily behind her. She rubbed her eyes, yawned, and looked at A-Pang with tears caught on her lashes. *What do you want in the middle of the night?*
A-Pang looked away. *Mm… The newcomer replacing you on the mission has arrived. You need to go meet him.*
Shengsheng frowned. *What happened to him? Why does he need me to meet him?*
A-Pang faltered. *Mm… His identity is indeed a little troublesome. He needs you to help him out.*
Shengsheng glanced at the young palace maid sleeping soundly beneath the bed, climbed down with quiet movements, and changed into a simple dress.
*Where is he? How do we get there?*
A-Pang patted his head. *Up above provided a skill for free. You only have to follow the instructions.*
The name of the skill immediately gave Shengsheng a bad feeling. After reading the instructions, she closed her eyes with a complicated expression.
As expected of something produced by the system. Even a madman would curse it for being insane.
Clearing her throat, Shengsheng reluctantly composed herself, gave the empty air a cold, curling smile, and declared, *I am going to meet the new mission-taker.*
Nothing happened.
Undiscouraged, Shengsheng gave a wicked, domineering smile. *Hah. Air, are you playing with fire by pretending not to hear me?*
The space around her suddenly distorted, and flames appeared. When the dizziness faded and she opened her eyes again, she had landed inside a prison cell.
Something stirred faintly in the air. Shengsheng swept back her hair and added with a cool, arrogant gaze, *Very good, air. You have successfully attracted my attention.*
Only then did the stirring presence calm, allowing Shengsheng to sigh in relief.
Rules for using the Domineering CEO Cheat: begin with a command, lay the groundwork by invoking fire, and end by acknowledging that something has attracted your attention.
Only then could one become a standard domineering CEO who conquered heaven and earth.
If domineering CEOs were allowed to roll their eyes, she would have rolled hers all the way to heaven.
The cell was damp, with a single torch fixed to the wall.
The two people with their backs to her did not seem to notice her presence.
The bent-over man wore a jailer’s uniform, and Shengsheng recognized him at a glance as someone from Zhu Kingdom.
Had she actually come to Zhu Kingdom?
“My sweet baby, look at this poor flesh. There isn’t a single uninjured patch left. My darling, if only you submit to me, would you still have to suffer all this pain?”
After speaking, he suddenly straightened and undid the belt of his trousers.
His next movement made Shengsheng frown. *A-Pang, is this thing fiddling with his needlework?*
A-Pang feared developing a sty and did not dare look, but he still nodded with absolute certainty.
The new mission-taker could not possibly be this creature, so it had to be the person seated opposite him whom he called “baby” and “darling.”
Shengsheng cleared her throat, her gaze sharpening as she commanded in a domineering, unquestionable voice, “Stop!”
The jailer jumped violently at the unexpected third voice. Covering his vital parts, he turned around in terror.
When he saw Shengsheng standing before him in only a thin dress, without a single ornament, her dizzyingly beautiful face flickering in the torchlight, his eyes went wide and glassy.
Seeing that he was looking at her, Shengsheng suppressed her disgust and stepped forward. “Who gave you permission to look at me? You are playing with fire!”
She was about to deliver the next line when the dazed jailer suddenly roared, “Beauty! Come! Burn me to death!!”
He flung out his arms and lunged at Shengsheng.
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