This was the first time anyone had spoken in such a way to Xiao Nanâan.
Ever since Xiao Nanâan had become famous in the world of martial artists, he had been revered by men and adored by women. Never had anyone treated him so dismissively like Jun Zishu.
Wasnât Jun Zishu merely the empress?
What was so amazing about the empress?!
âYouâ¦â
âYou can take a few jugs of wine before you leave. Iâm not so stingy as to skimp on such a parting gift,â Jun Zishu said, raising an eyebrow as she looked at Xiao Nanâanâs ugly expression.
âWho do you take me for, Wen Renyu? Do you think you can just summon me and get rid of me whenever you want?â
âImpudence! Who gave you the qualifications to call Her Majesty by name?!â Yue Mingsheng said, her expression as cold as ice as she glared at Xiao Nanâan.
âI am not discussing this matter with you. I am only informing you about it. The next time you enter the Imperial Palace without permission, what awaits you will be the blades of my imperial guards,â Jun Zishu nonchalantly said to Xiao Nanâan. Then, she gently patted the back of Yue Mingshengâs hand, signaling the girl to calm down.
âYou! Must you be so heartless?!â
âHeartless? You shouldâve received the death penalty for barging into the Imperial Palace back then. Now that you are leaving this place alive with gifts in hand, donât you think it is a good outcome?â
âDoes that mean I have to thank Your Majesty for your grace?â Xiao Nanâan asked sarcastically with a sneer on his face.
âIf you want to say thank you, I donât mind accepting it,â Jun Zishu said as she caressed her chin.
After glaring at Jun Zishu one more time, Xiao Nanâan threw his wine jug and cup to the ground and flew away using his qinggong. Naturally, he didnât bother redeeming Jun Zishuâs parting gift, either.
âHave someone clean up this mess,â Jun Zishu instructed one of the palace maids following her. Then, she looked toward Yue Mingsheng, who still wore an angry look, and smiled, saying, âDonât be mad, Little Sister.â
âThat person is too rude.â
âItâs fine. We wonât see him again, anyway.â
âDo you really plan to dismiss all of the men in your harem, Big Sister?â
âWhat? Donât believe me?â
âNo, what I mean is, havenât you beenâ¦â
âHm? Are you talking about Meng Lanxi?â
Many people working in the Imperial Palace knew about Meng Lanxi since he was the only one to stubbornly resist the empress even after getting forced into the empressâs harem. The fact that the empress became even more infatuated with him after getting her advances rejected made Meng Lanxi stand out even more.
âMhm.â
âIn matters of love, there is a trick called playing hard to get. While it is certainly an effective trick to catch a personâs attention, overusing it could easily result in the other party growing tired. Since he dislikes me touching him so much, I will grant his wish.â
Of course, Meng Lanxi wasnât actually playing hard to get. He simply behaved that way because he hated the original owner.
However, since there was an opportunity to smear Meng Lanxiâs image in Yue Mingshengâs mind, Jun Zishu would be a fool not to make use of it.
Meanwhile, Yue Mingsheng nodded in approval. Since Jun Zishuâs goal in life had changed to rule the world, she naturally couldnât be bogged down by matters of men.
âIâll have Defu take care of this matter later,â Jun Zishu said.
âIâll handle it, Big Sister.â
âThe harem is filled with men. Will it be an inconvenience to you?â
âWhatâs so inconvenient about it? Just leave it to me, Big Sister.â
âOkay.â
Yue Mingsheng used to detest handling such small errands the most, and she would usually avoid them if possible. Now, though, she had an urge to handle this matter personally. She wanted to make sure that the men, who didnât belong here, were kicked out of the Imperial Palace.
âReturn to your work for now, Little Sister. I will send someone to notify you afterward,â Jun Zishu said as she swept a glance at Yue Mingsheng.
In response, Yue Mingsheng nodded and asked, âWhat about you, Big Sister?â
âIâm going to go meet a few people,â Jun Zishu said as she released Yue Mingshengâs hand and looked up at the azure sky.
While most men in the harem were useless freeloaders, some were still useful.
â¦
The first person Jun Zishu decided to meet lived in a remote part of the Imperial Palace. When Jun Zishu arrived, the person in question was sunbathing in his courtyard.
The man wore an apricot-colored robe, and he had a sickly pale face. He also had his eyes closed right now. If not for the slight movements of his chest, Jun Zishu wouldâve thought she was looking at a corpse.
Before Jun Zishu arrived here, Jun Zishu had already relayed his information to her. Meanwhile, with his details in hand, there was nothing she needed to be afraid of.
The man was very surprised when he opened his eyes and saw Jun Zishu standing before him. Then, he quickly got off his sunbathing chair and bowed, âI greet Your Majesty.â
The manâs surprise wasnât unfounded. After all, during his two years in the Imperial Palace, the times he had met the empress numbered only a handful.
The manâs name was Zeng Qing, and he was someone the original owner saved on her travels.
When the original owner came across Zeng Qing, he was dying on the side of the road. The original owner had not planned to save Zeng Qing initially. However, while she might be lustful, she wasnât dumb. For the sake of maintaining her image as the countryâs ruler, she commanded her subordinates to save Zeng Qing. Afterward, she had forgotten about this personâs existence completely.
However, the original ownerâs subordinates had misunderstood their masterâs intentions, thinking that the original owner had taken a liking to Zeng Qing. As a result, they had brought him back to the Imperial Palace.
Zeng Qing wasnât a particularly good-looking man. At the very least, he couldnât be considered outstanding compared to the other men in the original ownerâs harem. The original owner was quite picky with her men, so after taking a closer look at Zeng Qingâs face, she left without ever turning back. Meanwhile, Zeng Qing had ended up living in this remote palace, and rarely anybody paid attention to him.
When Jun Zishu first inherited the original ownerâs memories, she didnât know about Zeng Qing, either. However, when she was reading about the details of the original ownerâs harem, Little Fairy had informed her of Zeng Qingâs existence.
Unbeknownst to everyone, Zeng Qing was actually the Medicine Valleyâs heir framed by his fellow disciples.
The reason Jun Zishu had come to find Zeng Qing this time was to get him to make some useful medicine for her.
âItâs been such a long time. I didnât think you would still remember me,â Jun Zishu said.
âI will never forget the kindness you have shown me, Your Majesty,â Zeng Qing said, bending his head. It was true he hadnât seen the empress for a long time. However, there was no way he would forget about his savior.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Back then, he thought he had been a dead man. He never thought he would have a chance at life again.
Unfortunately, while he wanted to repay his savior, the empress didnât seem to have any need for him.
Moreover, based on the rumors he heard, the empressâs reputation was worsening by the day. While he wanted to repay his savior, he didnât want to do so at the cost of his life since he still had things he needed to do. Thus, he kept to himself inside his palace and only hoped to sneak out of the Imperial Palace one day when nobody was paying attention.
However, he never thought that he would meet the empress again. Moreover, it would seem that this empress was different from the rumors make her out to be. Rather than being a debauched ruler, she gave off the feeling of a noble ruler.
âI have only found out about your identity just recently. Well, how about it? Do you want to take revenge?â Jun Zishu asked, getting straight to the point.
Zeng Qing jerked his head up when he heard Jun Zishuâs words. Then, gritting his teeth, he nodded and said, âOf course. Why wouldnât I want to? Even in my dreams, I dream of making those people pay for what theyâve done.â
âGo ahead, then. I will have my shadow guards protect you.â
âYour Majesty?â
Zeng Qing hesitated to accept Jun Zishuâs offer. There was no way the empress would help him with his revenge for nothing.
âYou will become one of my men after the deed is done. How about it?â Jun Zishu stated her condition when she saw Zeng Qingâs hesitant look.
âCough, cough, cough⦠Your Majestyâ¦â
Zeng Qing choked on his saliva and coughed a few times.
âReign in your thoughts. What I mean is for you to serve me, not to sleep with me,â Jun Zishu said, rolling her eyes.
âUnderstood.â Zeng Qing sighed in relief. However, he couldnât be blamed for having such thoughts. With the empressâs reputation, it was only natural that he thought in that direction. âMy life has long since belonged to you, Your Majesty. What do you need me to do?â
âI will tell you when the time comes. Once you exact your revenge and come back, I will assign you to the Imperial Hospital as the head doctor.â
âUnderstood.â
âI will have someone send you out of the Imperial Palace afterward. I look forward to your return.â
âThank you, Your Majesty.â
At this moment, Zeng Qing couldnât care less whether the person before him was a philandering empress. All he knew was that this person had not only saved his life but was even helping him with his revenge.
It was also at this time that Zeng Qing realized that this woman was truly beautiful.
Unlike any of the women he had met before, when Jun Zishu looked at him and asked him to serve her, he actually grew excited for some inexplicable reason.
After achieving her goal here, Jun Zishu turned around and left.
Meanwhile, Zeng Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at Jun Zishuâs departing figure, feeling like he could see light radiating from her body.
â¦
Afterward, Jun Zishu rode the palanquin to her second destination. However, before she even reached her destination, she heard laughter coming from the distance.
When the palanquin eventually stopped in front of a palace, Jun Zishu got off the palanquin, her expression darkening slightly.
âYour Majesty, should I go and informââ
âNo need.â
Jun Zishu walked past Defu and entered the palace. Then, she saw that the atmosphere inside was indeed very lively, with one blindfolded man chasing after several giggling palace maids.
âCome here! Iâm going to catch you!â
The palace maids were laughing and having fun originally. However, they immediately fell silent when they saw the person standing at the palaceâs entrance.
Jun Zishuâs eyes swept across the palace maids, and they promptly knelt in fear.
Meanwhile, the blindfolded man removed his blindfold and looked at Jun Zishu coldly.
âWell, what do you know? Itâs Your Majesty.â
This person was even more insolant than Xiao Nanâan. However, he indeed possessed the qualifications to behave so brazenly.
Chu Ying, the generalâs youngest son. He had the highest status out of all the men in the imperial harem.
Naturally, Chu Ying did not enter the imperial harem willingly. Instead, he was forced to by the original owner.
However, the reason the original owner forced Chu Ying into her harem wasnât just because he looked good. She was also keeping him hostage against General Chu, who controlled a portion of the empireâs military.
Chu Ying naturally hated the original owner for this, and he retaliated by deliberately fooling around in the Imperial Palace.
The original owner never got upset by Chu Yingâs actions. After all, Chu Yingâs identity was a tricky problem, so she couldnât trouble him too much. Moreover, she had hoped to indulge in Chu Yingâs beauty one day.
Because of this situation, Chu Ying became one of the few men in the Imperial Harem who dared to go against the original owner.
âAll of you leave.â
âYes.â
The palace maids answered in a chorus before quickly retreating from the palace.
âWhat business does Your Majesty have with me? Why did you have to drive my fun away?â Chu Ying complained with an unhappy face.
Jun Zishu narrowed her eyes when she heard Chu Yingâs manner of speaking. She felt that it wouldnât be easy to deal with this person. Even if she let him go, he would probably try to plot her death as soon as he regained his freedom.
Although Jun Zishu felt that the original owner wasnât a good person, that didnât mean she would allow others to kill her.
âOh? You want to have fun?â
Jun Zishu smiled at Chu Ying as she sat on the palaceâs main seat.
âIt is my mistake. Defu, call those palace maids back. Invite some musicians and dancers and bring some fine wine as well.â
âWhat are you trying to do, Your Majesty?â Chu Ying asked with a frown.
âSince you want to have fun, I will let you have your fill. If a hundred women arenât enough for you, I can add a hundred more.â