232: He's stirring things up! Ye Linghan throws out a hundred million, inviting the whole world to laugh at the Empress!

Fengming Hall.

This was the bedchamber of the Great Xia Empress, every inch flowing with luxury unimaginable to Mortals.

The Warm Jade paving the floor could naturally gather Spiritual Qi; stepping on it would nourish one's Divine Soul.

Floating in the air was the exotic fragrance only produced when Ten-Thousand-Year Soul-Nurturing Wood was burned.

A single deep breath for a Mortal would extend their life.

A single deep breath for a Cultivator would clear their Divine Soul.

Even the fruit platters brought by the palace maids were filled with Vermilion Fruits and Dragon-Pattern Pills, things that would make Cultivators in the outside world fight to the death.

Over a dozen graceful palace maids with impressive cultivation stood silently to the side, ready at any moment to fulfill any need of the person on the couch.

Imperial enjoyment was nothing more than this.

However, Su Chen, who should have been enjoying all of this, was currently sitting on pins and needles.

He lay halfway on the Phoenix Couch, which was soft enough to melt one's bones, his eyes unfocused, yawning one after another, his entire being radiating a weakness as if he had been drained dry.

Inside, his heart was already a tempest of tsunamis.

[I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore!]

[How is this enjoying life? This is clearly a high-spec public execution! Even a canary in a cage isn't as aggrieved as I am!]

[A group of fairy sisters surrounding me, yet my mind is full of how to find an excuse to go to the latrine and write my diary... It's too hard! My KPIs are burning!]

[Ji Hongxue, this woman, is a top-tier PUA Great Master! She calls it "requesting advice on battle tactics," but in reality, it's twenty-four-hour surveillance without any blind spots! Did she install some tracking Magic Treasure on me? How am I supposed to work like this?]

[If I don't write my diary and get my rewards soon, my waist is really going to break at the hands of that Crazy Woman Ye Linghan! If the Su Family's lineage ends with my generation, I'll be a sinner for all eternity!]

Just as Su Chen was agonizing, seriously considering whether to feign illness or play dead to get a moment of peace...

A figure, indolent to the bone, ignored the terrified gazes of all the palace maids and walked in leisurely.

As soon as she appeared, the elegant scent of Soul-Nurturing Wood in the hall was instantly and completely overtaken by a domineering, bizarre aura—a mix of orchid fragrance and the metallic scent of blood.

Ye Linghan.

She had arrived.

She sized up the magnificent Fengming Hall with great interest, and finally, her gaze landed on Su Chen's handsome face, which was written all over with "tired of living."

She began to giggle.

"Little Husband, it seems this little Empress has served you quite well."

"You've almost been raised into a useless cat that can't survive away from the bed."

Su Chen didn't even bother to lift an eyelid; he weakly rolled over and simply faced her with his back.

[What the hell do you know! These are sugar-coated bullets! It's a heavenly snare in a gentle trap! I even have to calculate my time in the latrine with a stopwatch now. Where are my human rights? Where is my freedom?]

Ye Linghan wasn't annoyed either.

She sat down on the edge of the couch of her own accord, her snowy-white jade feet dangling slightly, leaning into Su Chen's ear with a tone as if sharing a huge secret.

Her warm breath sent a wave of tingling itchiness through his ear.

"I just went out for a stroll. Guess what I saw?"

"That play called 'the empresss sorrows' was truly interesting."

As she spoke, her phoenix eyes, burning with demonic flames, deliberately glanced at the writing desk not far away.

Behind the desk made of Purple Gold Divine Wood, Ji Hongxue sat upright, reviewing memorials with a majestic posture, as if everything outside had nothing to do with her.

But her slightly perked ears betrayed her.

"Especially one part of it."

Ye Linghan's voice grew even lower, carrying a soul-bewitching magic.

"It says that the iron-blooded and heartless Her Majesty the Empress, in the dead of night, can only hold your portrait and cry like a pear blossom in the rain, even saying things like..."

"'Even my ten thousand miles of territory cannot trade for a single glance back from you'..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

"It truly moves those who hear it and brings tears to those who see it."

"Snap."

A very subtle, crisp sound, like a bone snapping.

The vermilion pen in Ji Hongxue's hand, cast from Star Gold, developed a crack in the middle that was hard to see with the naked eye.

A wisp of golden imperial Dragon Qi exploded in her eyes, then vanished instantly.

On the desk, a white jade teacup containing Dao-Enlightenment Tea suddenly developed a web-like crack on its surface without any warning.

But her face still maintained that eternal imperial majesty.

"The mere words of an actor, are they really worth Your Excellency's concern?"

Her voice was cold as ice, devoid of any emotion, as if she were commenting on a common rumor that had nothing to do with her.

"Concern?"

"No, no, no."

Ye Linghan shook her slender, jade-like finger, her smile becoming increasingly enchanting.

"This seat just feels that the little enchantress named Liu Ruyan has a point."

She reached out a jade finger and lightly poked Su Chen, who was playing dead on the couch.

"You see, forced melons aren't sweet."

"You keep him locked up here, and he... doesn't look happy at all."

Su Chen let out a heart-wrenching roar in his mind.

[Big sister! I beg you! Don't point at me! I'm just a passing salted fish! You immortals fight, just don't splash blood on me! I swear I just want to sleep; I have zero interest in your war!]

Deep within Ji Hongxue's phoenix eyes, the golden Dragon Qi surged slightly.

She was about to speak and refute.

But Ye Linghan, as if thinking the fire wasn't burning bright enough, slowly dropped a nuclear bomb.

"By the way."

"I saw that the acting troupe was working hard, and it pleased me, so I casually rewarded them with 100 million Top-Grade Spirit Stones."

She paused, her red lips curling into an extremely cruel arc, and said clearly, word by word:

"To have them add more shows."

" Make sure this good show is a success.， Singing throughout the Central Plains， Everyone knows it."

Boom!

The air in the entire Fengming Hall was instantly sucked dry!

Then, it was filled with Nine Nether Profound Ice capable of freezing the Divine Soul!

The temperature plummeted!

The dozen or so palace maids were so scared their faces turned pale as paper, and their breathing stopped completely.

One of the more timid maids' legs gave way, and she was about to kneel on the spot, but she was held firmly by the experienced head palace maid beside her, preventing her from losing her composure before the Empress.

But their hands holding the fruit platters and tea were already shaking like sieves.

Su Chen felt like his scalp was about to explode, every hair on his body screaming for help!

[It's over! It's totally barbecued! How did that enchantress Liu Ruyan end up in the Heavenly Capital to start a fire, and that Crazy Woman Ye Linghan just threw a nuke into the pile!]

[100 million Top-Grade Spirit Stones? Just for a show? This Crazy Woman really doesn't treat money as money! The ultimate spendthrift woman!]

[Now Ji Hongxue's face is being pressed into the ground by these two women and rubbed repeatedly with Spirit Stones! If she can still hold back, I'll... I'll write three more diary entries on the spot praising her deep calculations and imperial presence!]

[Help! I feel like this Fengming Hall is about to become a historical ruin! I, Su Chen, won't become the first Divine Son in the history of the Xuanyuan Continent to die from the aftershocks of a fight between women, will I?!]