235: Lin, draw your sword!

My 10086 Wives: Wow! These hands are so beautiful!

This young lady wants to furiously lick the screen, Her Majesty the Empress's fingers are so long and slender, simply a work of art.

Jixiang Neighborhood Committee Second Aunt: Hehe~ Your Majesty's fingertips, hurt me~

Resentful Cilantro: Ahhh! It's really the Empress, it's so crazy.

It's Pikachu Not Pikasi: Empress sister is awesome, sister is so amazing, I want to for sister... It's Tang Not Tang: Eh! Her Majesty's location is at a couples hotel. Could it be...?

Big Eater and Anorexia: Uncle-master, you guessed it right. Her Majesty the Empress is at the flower of the other shore Couples Resort Hotel on Yin Street, spending a romantic night with a beauty.

It's Tang Not Tang: Go away! Annoying ghost. Do you think I wouldn't guess? Who on earth managed to capture Her Majesty?

(σ;*Д*)σ Drag them out and execute them!

Creeping and twisting in the shadows... It's Pikachu Not Pikasi: @It's Tang Not Tang, sister, your news is too outdated. Her Majesty has been with Chief Assistant Lin for a long time.

It's Tang Not Tang: Wuwu X﹏X, just came out of seclusion, and Empress wife's harem has another member.

Resentful Cilantro: @It's Pikachu Not Pikasi, is it Officer Lin from the Transcendent list announced by the Xia Kingdom Special Affairs Bureau?

My 10086 Wives: Yes, I'm filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred. Ahhh... Thief Lin, quickly return my dear Majesty to me.

Big Eater and Anorexia: Commercial break, order the flower of the other shore Couples Resort Hotel now and receive a limited edition Lady Meng adult figurine (divine statue for exorcism).

If you become a Gold Member or above, you can also receive a signed photo of Her Majesty the Empress on-site.

Jixiang Neighborhood Committee Second Aunt: @Big Eater and Anorexia, kitty sadly crying.

A beginner cat of the first rank, can't go to Yin Street.

Does Daoist Master Yunsong have a purchasing service? The child can pay "three times" the price.

Big Eater and Anorexia: @Jixiang Neighborhood Committee Second Aunt, please private message dear ^3^... "Hehe, business is coming."

Yun Song's face was beaming with joy as he excitedly stepped onto a stool.

He rubbed his hands together like a child, as if he could already see piles of silver falling into his pockets.

Speaking of which, all of this started with his master, Daoist Master Xuan Wei.

This Daoist Master usually loved to show off everywhere.

A few days ago, he even ran to Changchun Temple to flaunt, only to be jointly beaten by the two Daoist Masters there.

This beating infuriated Daoist Master Xuan Wei, who immediately announced that he would enter a life-and-death seclusion.

No one was to disturb him.

Now, Yun Song was left unsupervised.

There was no other way, for cultivation resources, he had to come to Yin Street to make a living.

Occasionally, he would act as a hype man for the Underworld's atmosphere group, earning a little money.

In addition, through You Wu's connections, he started a purchasing business, specifically helping those novice Transcendent to buy items from the Underworld.

Unexpectedly, after half a year.

He actually saved quite a bit of money.

Just as Yun Song was happily thinking about his little life, his phone screen suddenly lit up, and a message popped up.

Yun Song looked closely and saw that it was Her Majesty the Empress's own account!!!

Shang Wan Ning had just finished reading the comments, her eyes turned cold, and a surge of anger immediately rose in her heart.

She immediately sent Yun Song a private message, questioning: "Purchasing agent? Price gouging? Whose connections are you using?"

Yun Song looked at the content of the private message, his eyes wide as brass bells. He vigorously rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he was seeing things.

Looking closely again, that avatar was clearly Her Majesty the Empress herself!

Yun Song's legs began to tremble uncontrollably, and his hands shook like sieves.

He tremblingly typed on his phone, not daring to conceal anything from the Empress.

"It's Brother Wu's connections, but we use the internal staff channel. We usually buy defective products and then resell them to novice Transcendent in the Human Realm, earning a price difference."

Shang Wan Ning sat on the rotating sofa next to the king-sized bed, reaching out to pour a glass of Pinot Noir.

She raised the wine glass and took a small sip.

The rich aroma of the wine filled her tongue, light and delicate.

She never expected another day of being backstabbed by a money-making expert.

What surprised her even more was that her subordinates didn't think of giving their direct superior—which was her—a share of the profits.

"Tsk, the ghost messengers really don't understand social etiquette." Shang Wan Ning couldn't help but sigh, a cold smile appearing at the corner of her lips.

She raised an eyebrow and replied, "Are you very familiar with You Wu?"

Yun Song saw the Empress's reply again and immediately panicked a little.

He tightly clutched his hair, as if he wanted to pull it all out.

Although he was only communicating with Her Majesty the Empress through the internet, that inexplicable sense of oppression followed him like a shadow, the horror effect was simply maximized.

"Is this the remote lock-on from a deity?" Yun Song thought to himself, a thin layer of sweat breaking out on his forehead.

After a while, Yun Song took a deep breath, his hand trembling as he typed his reply: "I'm not very familiar with Brother Wu, but I'm very familiar with Brother Wu's wife."

Shang Wan Ning saw this message, and her originally somewhat languid expression instantly became alert.

[Oh, the smell of big gossip.]

She put down the goblet in her hand and asked with interest, "You Wu's wife?"

Yun Song: "It's Miss Star, she went all out for love. She teamed up with Goudan to take on side jobs, saving money to find a T-country Sorcerer later..."

Yun Song stopped there, not finishing his sentence.

For a moment, the dead black history rebounded in Shang Wan Ning's brain.

T-country Sorcerer!!!

That's Goudan's gender reassignment plan.

Shang Wan Ning frowned, her face showing three parts speechlessness, six parts bewilderment, and one part shock.

What a brave warrior, daring to 'cut to cure permanently,' groundless talk, making a clean break... She wasn't discriminating, really.

To achieve this requires immense courage, and if Shang Wan Ning had to choose for herself, she would absolutely not dare.

Oh! Right, she won't have this opportunity in this life.

Shang Wan Ning couldn't help but twitch at the corner of her eye; the plot development was far beyond her imagination.

She pondered for a moment, then replied, "Does You Wu know about this?"

Yun Song saw the message, cold sweat pouring down, and his fingers flew across the screen: "Brother Wu doesn't seem to know yet; Miss Star and Goudan have kept it quite secret."

Shang Wan Ning stroked her chin, secretly pondering that if You Wu found out, it would probably cause a huge commotion.

[I wonder if he'd be happy or excited!]

Thinking of this, Shang Wan Ning got a boost of adrenaline, feeling a bit like she wanted to follow up on the story.

She scrolled down, entered the amount 66666, and sent Yun Song a big red packet.

"Okay, if there's a follow-up, @me."

Yun Song stared at the astonishing amount in the red packet, his eyes wide, holding his phone with both hands, so excited that his voice changed pitch: "Your Majesty is generous! Long live, long live, long long live Your Majesty!"

He sent a voice message: "Your Majesty, rest assured, as soon as there's any news, I will immediately @you."

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