Chapter 572: Pleasing Her Majesty (27)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Although the bunch of people felt that Ming Shu was a lunatic, they didn’t want to complicate things. They went to get snacks for Ming Shu.
When she got the snacks, Ming Shu waved her hand and signaled for them to leave.
Everyone: “…”
Lunatics are everywhere but there seemed to be an exceptional amount of them this year.
Hurry up and run away. If the lunatic suddenly stop them again, they would be in trouble.
“You can’t kill me.” Meng Liang covered his chest and started bargaining with Ming Shu. “You can’t kill me. If you kill me, no one will be able to stop this plague.”
Ming Shu raised her eyebrows. “Are you all able to destroy a world just like that?”
There must be at least millions of people in this world. Can they just spread a plague like that?
So vicious…
Are you planning to frighten me to death so that you can inherit my snacks?
Meng Liang saw Ming Shu’s mouth corners twitching but there was no reply from her.
You can use some unscrupulous methods to complete certain missions.
“Do whatever you want then. I don’t care about these people.” Ming Shu shrugged. “Please destroy them.”
Meng Liang: “…”
The worse kind of opponents is not those that are very powerful. It is those that have no weakness.
Meng Liang pressed against his chest. The warm liquid stained his fingers. His eyes turned dark. He couldn’t stay here any longer. He must leave here soon.
Xiuxiuxiu –
Before Meng Liang could leave, arrows shot towards them. Yi Lang brought his men over and saved Ning Furong.
Meng Liang was brought away by them too.
These people only came to save them and didn’t do anything else. Hence, they left as quickly as they came.
Trash picker, are you not going to chase them?
Little Beastie popped its head out from a corner and glanced at the direction of the gate.
“Chase them for? There is no Hatred Points to gain for chasing them.” I will not waste my time. I need to find that little demon Junjue first.
Little Beastie rolled over and jumped really high.
Trash picker, give me a bite.
Ming Shu glanced at it and smiled. “Why do you need to eat? You should lose some weight. Look at how fat you are now.”
Little Beastie retracted its fur and refuted, who is fat? Trash picker, look, I am very slim. Don’t talk nonsense. I am not fat. Let me tell you, I am not fat! Did you hear what I say? Give me a bite. If not, I won’t help you anymore.
Ming Shu raised her feet and left the courtyard, ignoring Little Beastie who was shouting behind her.
Junjue shouldn’t have left the imperial city. However, the imperial city was really big. Where should she go and find him?
Ming Shu stood at the crossroad and looked around. Where shall she go?
[Hatred Points for Ning Furong are full.]
“Huh?”
I didn’t even see Ning Furong. How did the Hatred Points get full? Which person did such a good deed and help me get my Hatred Points?
In a certain room.
Meng Liang looked coldly at the lady lying on the ground. Yi Lang had lost his ability to move and just laid on the floor beside him. The rest of the people stood by the side. They wanted to help but they didn’t dare to go forward.
“Useless.” Meng Liang kicked Ning Furong again.
Ning Furong’s face was filled with hatred. No one knew who she was thinking about at this moment. Blood was seeping out of her mouth. She opened her mouth and it was all red. She looked hideous.
“Kill them.” Meng Liang ordered the people standing by the side.
The people hesitated and didn’t dare to move.
“If you all don’t kill them, I will kill all of you.” Meng Liang looked at them. His voice was filled with ice.
Ning Furong was useless now. She was just a burden.
“Prime Minister…” Yi Lang struggled to move towards Ning Furong.
Ning Furong pushed him away and shouted hoa.r.s.ely, “Go away. Meng Liang, you can’t kill me…”
Yi Lang laid on the floor and looked at Ning Furong with sorrow. Her face was sinister and she looked a little ugly at this moment.
Yi Lang didn’t know why he liked her…
Liking her seemed to have become a habit.
“Why can’t I kill you?” Meng Liang narrowed his eyes and looked at the pitiful Ning Furong. “You are useless to me now.”
Ning Furong stunned for a moment.
“Hahahaha…” She suddenly started laughing. She thought that she was the one using other people but in the end, she was being used.
Ning Furong laughed till she was out of breath. Her smile faded slowly and she looked at Meng Liang with vicious eyes. “Do you know that the sword I stab you with has a lethal poison on it? Not only that, it was stained with the blood of someone infected with the plague.”
Meng Liang’s expression changed. He reached out and touched his chest that was still hurting.
Ning Furong continued, “I wanted to kill Dongqing but in the end, I stabbed you. Hahahaha. Fate…”
Dongqing deserved to die. Meng Liang deserved to die too.
They should both die.
Anyone that went against her should die.
Meng Liang gritted his teeth and ordered, “Kill them.”
“Meng Liang, how dare you…”
Meng Liang glanced irritatedly at the person beside him. The person shivered and hurriedly grabbed his knife and moved forward.
The cold light of the knife flashed pa.s.sed him.
Swoosh –
A warm liquid splashed out and a pool of red appeared in front of Ning Furong. The sticky liquid flowed down her nose and landed on the white clothes of the person in front of her.
Yi Lang’s face was pale. His eyes were misty. “Prime… minister… this, this is the last… last thing I can do for you.”
Ning Furong widened her eyes and watched as Yi Lang took his last breath. Her lips shook but no words came out.
The flash of the knife landed once again.
Two bodies fell slowly into the puddle of blood.
Meng Liang sneered and left the room.
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When Ming Shu found Junjue, it was five days later.
Someone shot the flare gun. The flare was quite some distance away from Ming Shu so she rushed all the way there.
It was an inn. There were many bodies outside the ink. Most of it was rotten and the smell was terrible.
Her men stood in the dark. Outside the inn, two people were fighting with each other.
“Your Highness, when we arrived, Your Highness had already started fighting with Meng Liang.” The person reporting felt weird. The Royal Concubine didn’t know any martial arts, right?
Junjue, who was fighting, suddenly paused and turned to look at the spot where Ming Shu was.
Meng Liang took the opportunity and struck at Junjue’s lethal spot.
“s.h.i.t!”
Junjue didn’t care about the system, which was deducting his points happily. He raised his hand to block the weapon. The weapon suddenly changed its shape and many hooks appeared on it.
Junjue quickly retracted his hand. The hooks pierced into Junjue’s arm and blood started oozing out.
Meng Liang raised his leg and kicked Junjue’s abdomen.
Junjue received the full force of the blow. His body fell back from the impact.
A warm hug welcomed him. He saw a familiar face.
“Your Majesty…”
“Impressive.” Ming Shu stabled him and smiled.
It must be difficult for you to act like a pampered and weak emperor.
Junjue: “…”
Is she being sarcastic?
Yes, she must be.
“Your Majesty, the plague started because of him. You should catch him first.” Junjue changed the topic.
Ming Shu was curious. “How do you know?”
Junjue’s mouth corners twitched. He took a deep breath and said slowly, “He said it himself.”