94: Chapter 94 Secret Meeting on the Dragon Throne: The Empress's Pre-Service Training!

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire crowd was shocked!

Pfft!

Lin Jiuxiao clutched his chest, nearly dying on the spot.

Comparing the dignified Dragon Clan Crown Prince to a wild boar?

And not even fresh?

And with loose meat texture?

He glanced at Arrogant Dragon, who was still rolling his eyes in the pit.

He then looked up at the Zhentian Army hovering overhead like ravenous wolves and tigers.

In the end.

He swallowed that bitter resentment back into his stomach.

Although he was stupid, he wasn't blind.

Qin Yu had come today specifically to stir up trouble.

If he were to make a move now.

I'm afraid the entire Great Yan imperial capital would be razed to the ground.

The real decisive battle is tomorrow's imperial clan funeral!

By then, the four hundred thousand Dragon blood army will be pressing on the border.

And with the trump card left by the Old Ancestor, I will definitely make this man surnamed Qin never return!

"Good... very good!"

Lin Jiuxiao gritted his teeth, squeezing a few words through his teeth:

"Divine Son is right in his instruction."

"It is I who have been an inadequate Host."

"Come here! Help the Crown Prince down to treat his injuries!"

"Tomorrow is the funeral of the late Emperor, I ask that the Divine Son must come to observe the ceremony!"

As long as you can live through tonight!

Lin Jiuxiao roared wildly in his heart.

"Rest assured."

Qin Yu turned around, waving his hand with his back to the crowd:

"This Divine Son loves joining in the fun most of all."

"Especially attending a funeral banquet."

"Let's go, Cangyue, let's go back and give you your pre-job training."

Lin Cangyue kept her head down, following closely behind him.

When passing by Lin Jiuxiao.

She did not stop, nor did she make eye contact.

At that moment, she even heard her 'good' younger imperial brother.

Whispering a curse in a voice filled with extreme resentment:

"Bitch!"

Lin Cangyue's footsteps paused.

Without turning her head, she simply straightened her back even more.

This sister has now latched onto a powerful backer.

Are you still afraid of your insults?

I'll show you tomorrow!

The night was as deep as ink.

Although the Great Yan Dynasty Imperial Palace was magnificent.

It could not conceal the eerie atmosphere of an impending storm.

Qin Yu's temporary palace located in the West Garden was brightly lit.

Inside the sleeping quarters.

The atmosphere was oppressive and solemn.

A chair made entirely of black gold was placed in the center of the main hall.

Its design was identical to the Dragon Throne in the Taiji Hall.

Qin Yu was currently sitting lazily on a grand master chair to the side.

"Master, the tea is ready."

Lin Cangyue carried the teacup and knelt at Qin Yu's feet.

She had already changed out of that humiliating thin gauze.

And put on a clean and neat palace gown.

But this did not make her feel at ease.

On the contrary, she was even more nervous.

Because this palace gown was golden.

Embroidered with a Phoenix.

It was the Great Yan Dynasty.

The Phoenix Dancing in the Nine Heavens Robe, which only an Empress is qualified to wear upon ascending the throne!

Qin Yu did not take the tea.

"That chair."

He casually pointed at the imitation Dragon Throne in the center of the hall:

"Sit on it."

Clang.

The teacup fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

Lin Cangyue froze in place.

"Master!"

"That is the Dragon Throne..."

The Great Yan Dynasty has strict Ranks.

If one is not the Emperor and presumes to sit on the Dragon Throne.

They will have Karma Fire sent down by the Heavenly Dao to burn them to ashes!

"What? Isn't it your dream to sit on it?"

Qin Yu looked at Lin Cangyue, his eyes filled with a bit of playfulness:

"During the day in that main hall, This Divine Son saw how you stared at that chair."

"It was even more intense than staring at my face."

"Now, the opportunity is given to you."

"What? Are your legs weak?"

Hearing this, Lin Cangyue's breathing quickened.

To be an Empress!

That was her lifelong dream.

It was the only motivation for her to endure humiliation for so many years.

But now, in this late-night sleeping quarters.

Facing this man with heaven-reaching connections.

This dream suddenly became scorching hot.

"You dare not?"

Qin Yu stood up and walked step by step to her.

He reached out and roughly grabbed Lin Cangyue's chin, forcing her to look directly at him:

"If you don't even dare to sit on a fake chair."

"What qualifications do you have to compete with Lin Jiuxiao, who sold himself to the Dragon Clan?"

"By crying beautifully?"

"Or by your skill of only peeling grapes for people?"

These words stabbed into Lin Cangyue's heart like knives.

Stabbing until it was dripping with blood.

But at the same time, it woke up the sleeping beast in her heart.

"I..."

Lin Cangyue bit her lip, making up her mind:

"I dare!"

"Very good."

Qin Yu let go and pointed to the cold chair:

"Then sit on it."

"Let This Divine Son see if you are truly a good fit for this outfit."

Lin Cangyue took a deep breath.

She stood up, her hands trembling.

She adjusted the presumptuous golden Dragon robe on her body.

Then one step, two steps, three steps.

Every step felt like walking on the tip of a knife.

That was the reverence for imperial power, and also the fear of that man.

Finally.

She turned around, facing the empty court.

Slowly sat down.

Cold.

This was her only feeling after sitting down.

There was no boiling blood as she had imagined.

Nor was there the thrill of ruling the world.

Only a panic that she would fall into an abyss at any moment.

Because.

The man who could truly decide her fate.

Was standing at the bottom of the steps, looking at her expressionlessly.

"What about your acceptance speech?"

Qin Yu's voice sounded eerily:

"Sitting for the first time, not going to say anything?"

Lin Cangyue gripped the armrests tightly, her knuckles turning white.

She wanted to say some heroic words.

But when the words reached her lips, they turned into a plea with a sobbing tone:

"Master, I am afraid."

Pfft.

Qin Yu laughed.

"It's right to be afraid."

"Because the current you simply cannot support this chair."

He stepped up the stairs in one stride.

Stopping beside the large Dragon Throne.

Then.

He turned sideways and sat on the armrest without any hesitation.

One hand rested naturally on Lin Cangyue's shoulder.

As if he were the true master of this chair.

And Lin Cangyue was merely an accessory.

"Remember this."

Qin Yu whispered in her ear, exhaling a puff of hot air that made her earlobes turn red:

"In this world."

"Power is not given by others."

"It is seized by oneself."

"But the power of this Great Yan Dynasty."

"Is given to you by This Divine Son."

"This chair, only if I allow you to sit, can you sit."

"If This Divine Son does not allow you to sit."

Qin Yu's fingers slid down her shoulder, stopping at the position of her heart:

"Then you can only crawl."

"Do you understand?"

Boom!

As his words fell.

A terrifying Soul Power followed Qin Yu's fingertips.

Domineeringly drilled into Lin Cangyue's Sea of Consciousness.

It was a rune glowing with black gold.

Soul Controlling Slave Seal!

Intense pain instantly swept through her whole body.

Lin Cangyue let out a muffled groan, her whole body uncontrollably collapsing on the Dragon Throne.

The eyes that were originally trembling with fear.

Became unfocused at this moment.

And refocused in the next second.

Only this time.

In those eyes, there was less struggle.

And more fanatical piety.

"This servant girl understands."

Lin Cangyue no longer held onto her ridiculous Empress airs.

She slid down from the Dragon Throne.

Right at Qin Yu's feet, on those high steps.

Bowing deeply.

"This chair belongs to Master."

"The Great Yan Dynasty belongs to Master."

"Everything of Cangyue also belongs to Master."

【Ding! Target Lin Cangyue's psychological defenses have been completely reshaped!】

【Congratulations Host! You have captured one Destiny Empress, loyalty is maxed out!】

【Detected that the Host is conducting high-intensity psychological counseling.】

【Reward: 1,000,000 destiny points points!】