Chapter 328: The Emperor’s Concubine, the Witch Queen Stabbed the Fake Emperor on the Phoenix Couch

Sunchon University.

In the school building area, in a small courtyard, Li Ling stood alone at the gate of the courtyard, tears glistening in her eyes.

Her husband Shang Lu was arrested for treason. Her good friend Xiyao died in the harem, and she couldn’t even see her body. At this moment, she wanted to leave.

During the last Ming Dynasty’s 90th anniversary ceremony, a delegation from Goryeo also came. She met the delegation members, and her uncle, the current King of Goryeo, hoped that she could return.

“Should I go back?” she whispered to herself.

While she was lost in thought, Isabella came over and called softly, “Sister Ling, it’s time to go to class.”

Li Ling came back to his senses and nodded slightly to Isabella. The two walked side by side towards the teaching building. Isabella saw Li Ling’s sadness and consoled him: “The struggle in the court is always so cruel.”

She was born in the Spanish royal family and was also the one who was excluded. Naturally, she understood the struggles. In fact, Li Ling also understood it. She was the eldest princess of Goryeo. She said she came to Ming Dynasty to study, but in fact she was fleeing.

“Isabella, I might go back to Goryeo.” Li Ling said.

“Ah?” Isabella was surprised. “Are you going back with this delegation? Then… there won’t be many days left.”

Li Ling pursed her red lips and nodded: “Yeah!”

Isabella suddenly felt sad. Li Ling was her best friend since she came to Daming, so she naturally couldn’t bear to let him go. The two of them came downstairs and were about to go in when they ran into someone.

“Your Majesty?” Both of them were shocked and hurriedly paid their respects.

Zhu Qizhen, who was dressed in casual clothes, raised his hand and said, “I am in plain clothes, no need to be polite.”

Li Ling looked at Zhu Qizhen in front of her and felt that he was different from before. She stepped forward and asked with courage: “Your Majesty, is Xiyao really dead?”

“Yes!” Zhu Qizhen answered affirmatively.

Li Ling lowered her eyes, and then bowed: “Since I have met your Majesty, I will take my leave. I have decided to return to Goryeo with the envoys. Those things must be faced.”

Zhu Qizhen’s eyes fell on her, and he remembered that when he first met her, she was still a bright and beautiful girl, waving her fists and vowing to learn all the strategies in Ming Dynasty and go back to help her brother regain the throne.

“If you go back now, your uncle will marry you to a minister’s son, and you can’t do anything else.” Zhu Qizhen smiled playfully.

Li Ling gritted his teeth and said, “Then it’s useless for me to stay in Daming. If I go back, I can still see my brother.”

Zhu Qizhen spread his hands and smiled: “Then you wait a few more years? I will lend you troops after I solve the problem in Japan, how about that?”

“Really?” Li Ling was overjoyed, and his pair of big dark eyes suddenly brightened.

Zhu Qizhen said proudly: “Sir, don’t joke!”

Li Ling blinked her big eyes: “Okay, then I will wait a little longer and not go back.”

Zhu Qizhen held his forehead and asked, “Is it so easy for you to change?”

“Isabella, we can still be together.” Li Ling turned to Isabella and said, “Move to my place.”

“Okay.” Isabella was also happy.

Li Ling, who was jumping for joy, suddenly remembered something and knelt down in front of Zhu Qizhen, saying, “Your Majesty, can you spare my life? He is old anyway and can’t do anything.”

“This has nothing to do with you.” Zhu Qizhen said coldly.

“Your Majesty, please spare the gentleman.” Isabella also knelt down, “All of us will plead for the gentleman.”

Zhu Qizhen looked at the two girls in front of him and shook his head.

There are some things that I cannot control.

……

After returning from Shuntian University, Zhu Qizhen came to the Hanlin Academy.

He needs to interact more with young people and select a group of young ministers. The future of the empire needs young people, and his descendants also need young people. He needs to start training the future team now.

After discussing history with the young people in the Hanlin Academy, he decided to go back to review the memorials. Liu Wanqing took the initiative to see him off, and the two walked slowly down the corridor.

The last time Xiyao was captured, Liu Wanqing also gave him a hint. Zhu Qizhen found that this was another smart and ambitious woman, but Liu Wanqing’s path was different from Xiyao’s.

Liu Wanqing revealed right away that she was the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect and that she was here to assist the Emperor. She hated the Zhu family and wished Zhu Qizhen would secure his throne.

“Your Majesty, are you going to find the fake emperor next?” Liu Wanqing asked very boldly.

“Of course!” Zhu Qizhen nodded, smiling, “What can I do, Liu Aiqing?”

Liu Wanqing smiled and said, “I have been reading the History of Qin recently. It says that the Queen Mother Zhao Ji of the Qin Dynasty had an affair with Lao Ai. Zhao Ji was even pregnant with Lao Ai’s child. Lao Ai’s ambitions grew and he rebelled. He was torn to pieces by the King of Qin, and the two children were also thrown to death.”

“I have read it too.” Zhu Qizhen said coldly.

Liu Wanqing still had a smile on her face: “I have read some unofficial history, which says that Lao Ai ran away, but later he came back to die. Do you know why? Because the King of Qin hung the two of them on the city wall. If he didn’t come, he would throw the two children to death.”

Zhu Qizhen stopped suddenly.

Liu Wanqing bowed and said, “I will take my leave.”

Zhu Qizhen looked at her from behind, a smile on his face: “Women are so cruel!”

He understood what Liu Wanqing meant, because he had the legitimate emperor’s beloved concubine Bulma and their children in his hands. He used the legitimate emperor’s wife and children to force the legitimate emperor to show up.

“Should I do this?” He said to himself, “Bulma, you are such a miserable woman.”

……

Qianqing Palace.

After Zhu Qizhen came back, he began to review memorials quickly.

He recently handed over some routine government affairs to the cabinet to handle, and then the Silijian would approve them. However, some important matters had to go through his own hands.

“The Empress Dowager has arrived!” came Cao Jixiang’s voice.

“Everyone, stand outside.” The cold voice of the Demon Queen came.

Soon, the Queen in a purple dress walked up to the hall and walked straight to Zhu Qizhen with a cold look. Zhu Qizhen, who was sitting on the dragon chair, spread his hands and smiled: “I was thinking of reviewing the memorials as soon as possible and looking for you. The flowers in the imperial garden are about to wither. Let’s go to enjoy the flowers.”

A cold light flashed in the demon queen’s eyes: “Are you really going to kill Yu Qian, Shang Lu and the others?”

“Yes!” Zhu Qizhen stood up suddenly.

He was a head taller than the Demon Queen, and immediately a sense of pressure descended. The Demon Queen did not show any weakness, her eyes blazing with fire: “They have all made great contributions to the country. If you kill them, aren’t you afraid that it will chill the hearts of the ministers? Especially Yu Qian, you know his prestige in the army, right?”

“I know.” Zhu Qizhen stared at her, “I don’t need you to teach me!”

Pain flashed in the Demon Queen’s eyes. “Please let them go, please? Strip them of their titles, but spare their lives.”

Zhu Qizhen grabbed her arms, his eyes burning with anger: “Listen to me, the harem is not allowed to interfere in government affairs!”

The demon queen pursed her lips, tears welled up in her eyes, and she reached out to wipe the corners of her eyes: “Very good, you don’t listen to anyone now, and I, a woman, can’t control you anymore.”

“Yes, no one can stop me!” Zhu Qizhen held her beautiful face in his hands, “The world belongs to me, and you belong to me too.”

As he said that, he kissed her red lips domineeringly.

The demon queen struggled, but Zhu Qizhen held her waist tightly. She bit Zhu Qizhen’s lips fiercely. She pushed him hard, and Zhu Qizhen pushed her away in pain.

“Mad man.” Zhu Qizhen wiped the corner of his mouth.

“Who of us is crazy?” The demon queen’s pitiful and charming eyes had already turned red from crying. “Don’t come to me. I don’t want to see you.”

Having said that, she turned and strode away.

……

Night falls in the harem courtyard.

Zhu Qizhen came in and rushed straight to Bulma, ignoring the maid beside him, and put his arms around her gentle and charming body, with his arms slightly exerting force, hugging her slender waist. Bulma stood on tiptoe and put her arms around his neck. Her slender and tender eyes seemed to be able to drip water, full of deep affection and attachment to him. At this moment, her heart could not help but soften and melt.

“What’s wrong, Your Majesty?” she asked softly.

“I suddenly missed you.” Zhu Qizhen buried his head in her fair neck.

Bulma gently blinked her star-like eyes, revealing a hint of cuteness, as if she was still immersed in the trance just now. Her heart suddenly trembled, and she raised her eyelids, with a look of both anger and a hint of smile, rolled her eyes at him, and spat coquettishly, as if she was blaming him for his abruptness, but also seemed to enjoy this unexpected intimacy.

“We just met yesterday.” She said with a blushing face.

“It feels like three years since we last met.” Zhu Qizhen hummed.

Bulma’s heart was filled with sweet warmth, and her eyes seemed to be gently touched by spring, looking at him tenderly and lovingly. Her usually cold face was now quietly stained with a charming blush, like a flower blooming in the morning light, extremely charming, inadvertently revealing a thousand kinds of tenderness and grace, which made people’s heart beat.

Zhu Qizhen bent down, picked her up, and walked towards the couch.

“Your Majesty, it’s not dark yet.” Bulma’s voice was a little reproachful, making it even more seductive and alluring.

She struggled symbolically for a moment, and soon
As night fell, Zhu Qizhen and Bulma lay on the couch, hugging each other.

“I won’t leave tonight.” Zhu Qizhen said gently.

“I don’t have anything to eat here.” Bulma bit her lips lightly, lying in his arms, her tone soft and lazy.

Zhu Qizhen gently stroked her jade back and said, “Having you is enough for me.”

Bulma raised her beautiful face and asked, “Your Majesty, is there something wrong with you?”

“Yes.” Zhu Qizhen reached out and gently stroked her soft hair and asked, “Do you want me to capture the… legitimate emperor?”

Bulma exerted a little effort to support herself, staring at him with her beautiful eyes, and nodded affirmatively: “Of course I do, he killed my father and lied to me.”

Zhu Qizhen listened to her answer, thought for a moment, then looked up and whispered his plan in her ear.

……

The next day, the sun shines brightly.

Xu Shiliang, the head of the Ministry of Rites, led a group of officials from the Ministry of Rites to welcome a group of soldiers returning from the Western Regions at the city gate. They were injured in the battle and came back to recuperate.

The emperor attached great importance to it, so the Ministry of Rites sent people to welcome them. Along with the soldiers came many carts, which were said to be filled with gold, silver and jewelry from the Timurid Empire.

There was also a luxurious carriage in the procession. The Queen of the Timurid Empire, Tuma, sat in the carriage. She lifted the curtain and looked at the legendary capital of the Ming Dynasty.

“It’s even more prosperous than Samarkand.” She was secretly shocked.

In her heart, Samarkand was the most prosperous and largest capital at that time, because when Timur the Great conquered the world, he escorted all the skilled craftsmen to Samarkand and built large-scale projects.

The ambitious Timur the Great wanted to build the most magnificent capital in the world. That’s why Samarkand is what it is today. But when Tuma saw the capital of the Ming Dynasty, she realized what grandeur and prosperity were.

The people of the capital city gathered on both sides of the street to watch and salute the soldiers. Of course, they also gossiped.

“It is said that the person in the carriage is the queen of the Timurid Empire, the most beautiful woman in the Western Regions.”

“Tsk tsk, your Majesty really knows how to have fun. Doesn’t the harem already have the stepmother of the Ottoman Emperor, and the concubine of that fake emperor? Now there’s another queen of the Timurid Empire?”

“Your Majesty, are you planning to bring all the queens of the kingdoms in the world here?”

“Hahaha, we don’t care anyway, as long as the one who ascends the throne is of pure Ming bloodline.”

Zhu Qizhen had no idea how the people were gossiping about him. He summoned the returning soldiers to the Fengtian Hall and announced the benefits of caring for them.

“You have shouldered the country’s debt and traveled far to the border, overcoming all obstacles and building the Great Wall of our dynasty with your flesh and blood. Your contributions have been to the country, and I am deeply pleased.” He held his hand to comfort him, encouraged his bravery, and praised his loyalty.

“All those who sacrificed their lives for the country and returned with injuries are the pillars of the country. The court will not let you down. Now I grant you good doctors to treat you. After you recover, you may be promoted to an official position, or be granted land and houses to live in, or rewarded with gold and silver to support your family. I ensure that you will have no worries in the second half of your life, and your children will be educated, to show my benevolence and set an example for the world.”

Upon hearing this, the officers and soldiers were all grateful and wept, shouting “Long live the emperor”, and vowed to serve the emperor for the rest of their lives to repay the emperor’s great grace. The emperor smiled and nodded, and there was a peaceful atmosphere inside and outside the palace. The emperor and his subjects got along well and worked together for great achievements. This was a sign of a prosperous era.

……

Night falls.

Zhu Qizhen came to Kunning Palace.

“I thought you would never come again?”

When the Demon Queen saw him, she slowly stood up and walked over with her long legs. Her slender hand gently brushed across her waist, a playful smile flashed in her eyes, and she spoke nonchalantly.

“I can’t stop thinking about you.” Zhu Qizhen raised his eyebrows.

The Queen gently spread her arms and gently wrapped them around his neck. She tilted her head slightly, her enchanting eyes that could captivate people’s souls. She stared into his eyes deeply and seductively, and bewitchingly asked, “How much do you miss me? I see that you miss Bulma more, right?”

“Are you jealous?” Zhu Qizhen frowned.

The Queen smiled and said, “I don’t know you men? You all like to conquer women of status, right?”

Zhu Qizhen smiled playfully, slapped her hips unhappily, and snorted coldly: “Among all the women in the world, whose status can be nobler than yours?”

As he spoke, he gently embraced the Demon Queen. Her waist was slender and flexible, without any redundancy, like a carefully crafted work of art, flawless.

“Really? Then in the eyes of you men, it’s dispensable.” The enchanting eyes of the enchantress are captivating.

Zhu Qizhen’s eyes softened a lot: “If it was dispensable, why wouldn’t I have left you all these years?”

The Demon Queen’s smile deepened. She stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of his lips. Then she smiled softly and said, “I know that you have some feelings for me after all.”

Zhu Qizhen stretched out his arms and gently embraced her in his arms. Their noses lightly touched. He took a deep breath, savoring her heart-stirring fragrance, and couldn’t help but hum softly: “How long can we stay like this?”

“You ask me?” The Demon Queen gently placed her arms on his chest, her body slightly raised, outlining a charming arc. Her beautiful eyes were full of tenderness as she gazed at him deeply.

Zhu Qizhen bit her red lips directly.

After a passionate kiss, Zhu Qizhen gradually picked her up and placed her on the phoenix couch.

After a long time, the lips opened.

The Queen nestled in his arms, her cherry-like mouth slightly opened, and she gently placed a kiss on his neck, then bit it with her fine teeth, slightly exerting force, until his brows slightly frowned, and a trickle of blood quietly seeped out. She slowly loosened her lips and teeth, like a well-behaved little animal, gently licking the red on his neck, her eyes full of charm, revealing deep obsession and attachment.

“Again?” Zhu Qizhen slapped her on the butt.

“Will you hate me?” The Queen gently swayed her waist, slowly straightening her lazy and seductive body, her long black hair flowing down like a waterfall, coldly brushing across his chest, her eyes full of infatuation flashing with a trace of morbid infatuation. She gently licked her lips stained with a trace of blood, making her already delicate face even more charming, and then asked softly in an extremely soft voice.

“Now, no.” Zhu Qizhen put his arms around her waist.

The Demon Queen lowered her body again and covered the wound that had stopped bleeding with her lips. This time, she bit it even harder.

Zhu Qizhen did not stop her yandere behavior. Instead, he hugged her even more tenderly and stroked her long hair gently.

The Queen’s movements became much gentler. After a moment of indulgence, she stopped biting his neck to suck blood. The obsession in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a bit of calmness and clarity. She quietly nestled in his arms: “You know what? I’m really obsessed with your blood.”

“You’ve been sucking me for so many years.” Zhu Qizhen was helpless and gentle.

The Queen of Demons nestled in his arms with charming eyes, twisting a strand of her hair with her delicate hands, gently teasing his neck. Her eyes fell on the teeth marks she had left, a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes, and she asked softly, “Does it hurt?”

“It doesn’t hurt.” Zhu Qizhen smiled.

The demon queen sat up again. She glanced at him charmingly and said, “How about something that hurts a little?”

“Okay.” Zhu Qizhen gently stroked her long, soft hair and smelled the scent of her hair.

“My husband.” The Queen reached out and took a hairpin from her hair, smiling softly, “Quick, close your eyes, I am your wife, I will serve you well.”

Zhu Qizhen slowly closed his eyes.

The Demon Queen tightly grasped the hairpin and stabbed it hard into his chest.

(End of this chapter)