The Great Dream God

When Qingniao heard these words, his heart was suddenly filled with turbulence, and he was irritated. He glanced fiercely at Qingyun in front of him. Qingyun looked nervous, with beads of sweat on his forehead. His eyes were anxious, and he kept winking at Qingniao, as if conveying some unspeakable message.

Qingniao was furious, as if there was a volcano about to erupt in his chest. He shook his head in frustration and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I'm sorry, Princess Ziyang!" His voice was so loud that it seemed to break through the air around him.

Upon hearing this, Princess Ziyang raised her noble head proudly. Her figure was like a pine tree standing on the top of a mountain, exuding a kind of majesty that looked down on all living things. Her skin, as white as mutton-fat jade, shone with a charming luster in the sun, and her gorgeous brocade robe further highlighted her incomparable dignity. She opened her red lips slightly, her voice flowing like an ice spring, and said coldly: "I didn't hear clearly! I don't understand what you said! Are you apologizing to me? Why can't I feel your sincerity at all?" Her eyes were filled with disdain and arrogance like cold stars, as if the person in front of her was just an insignificant ant, not worth her even a second glance.

Seeing this, Qingyun's heart suddenly tightened, and it felt as if an invisible big hand was tightly grasping his heart. He hurriedly glanced at Princess Ziyang carefully, and then glared at Qingniao fiercely, his eyes were as fierce as a hungry wolf, as if he wanted to tear Qingniao apart in an instant and devour him. Under this sharp gaze, Qingniao had to lower his head in humiliation, like an eggplant hit by frost, and whispered: "I am indeed apologizing to you. I'm sorry, Princess Ziyang, please listen to our explanation! Let us, the Qingque clan, help you solve this matter properly!" There was a hint of helplessness and humility in his voice, as if he was begging for the princess's forgiveness.

Princess Ziyang then nodded slightly, her swan-like slender neck slightly raised, her chin slightly lifted, and she said with an unparalleled arrogance: "Now this is the sincerity of doing things! It's as if I'm begging you! It's obviously you who are begging me!" Her words were like sharp blades, and every word was full of condescending meaning, which made people shudder.

Qingyun beside him quickly echoed: "Are you satisfied, Princess Ziyang? Oh no, it should be said that it is the great emperor. We have helped you ascend the throne! Is it time to hand over the sacred object of our Qingque clan to us?" His eyes were full of eager anticipation, and the light was like the bright stars in the night sky, as if the holy object was already in his pocket, waiting for the princess's consent.

When Princess Ziyang heard this, a subtle cunning flashed in her eyes, and the light was like lightning in the dark night, fleeting in an instant. Her eyes, like autumn water, glanced at Qingyun in front of her, and slowly said: "Do you think I am an emperor now? I have a Protector of the Country and a Regent beside me! I am at most half an emperor now! There is also a co-emperor beside me! So this does not count as helping me to ascend the throne! Unless you help me wipe out my biggest enemy in front of me! Zhang Tianlong!" Her words were loud and clear, and every word was like a heavy drumbeat, echoing in the air with unquestionable majesty.

At this moment, Princess Ziyang was like a majestic phoenix, exuding an unparalleled aura. Her eyes were firm and cold, as if they could penetrate all obstacles. She continued, "Zhang Tianlong, this man is the biggest obstacle on my road to becoming emperor. He holds a large number of troops, has great power in the court, and is eyeing my throne. If I don't get rid of him, how can I sit on the throne safely? Since you, the Qingque clan, want to get the holy object, you must help me solve this big problem!" Her voice was full of domineering and determination, which made people tremble with fear.

When Qingyun heard this, anger burned in his chest, like a volcano about to erupt, burning his blood and making him spit blood. He clenched his teeth, and felt a sharp pain in his gums. The words squeezed out from between his teeth seemed to carry endless anger: "Are you going to default on your debt, Princess Ziyang?" The voice exploded in the air like thunder. His eyes were wide open, full of anger and unwillingness, like a raging fire, as if to burn the person in front of him to ashes.

Princess Ziyang heard this and laughed wantonly. The laughter was like a sharp arrow, piercing the tranquility of the empty manor, and reverberated in the air, which was particularly harsh and irritating. She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was crisp but a bit arrogant: "I am a person of integrity. How could I default on my debt? But I suspect that you don't seem to have thought this matter through. Let me give you a day to think it through! After you think it through, tell me!" After that, she gracefully stretched out her slender jade hand and gently picked up the tea in the cup in front of her. The tea sparkled with crystal clear light in the bright sunshine, like the most precious gem in the world. She brought the teacup to her lips, raised her head slightly, and drank it all in one gulp. Her posture was noble and elegant, as if she was performing a sacred ceremony. Then, she turned around gracefully, and her skirt swayed like a gorgeous blooming flower, and every swing brought unparalleled charm. She walked away from the Qingque tribe's manor with light steps, leaving only Qingyun and Qingniao, who stood there like two sculptures, staring at her departing back, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

The sunlight was like a golden veil, gently sprinkled in every corner of the manor, but this warm sunlight could not penetrate the coldness in Qingyun and Qingniao's hearts. Their eyes followed the direction where Princess Ziyang left, their hearts filled with helplessness and anger. Qingyun's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm, dark and gloomy, as if water could drip out. He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned pale due to excessive force, and the blue veins on the back of his hands bulged like a dragon, showing his extreme anger.

"This damn woman!" Qingyun cursed with gritted teeth. The voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with deep hatred. "She actually dared to tease our Qingque tribe like this!" His words echoed in the air, filled with endless anger and unwillingness.

Bluebird's eyes were also burning with anger, and the flames were hot and fierce, as if they wanted to burn everything to ashes. He stared at the direction where Princess Ziyang left, his voice full of anger and determination: "Brother, we can't just let her go! We have put in countless efforts and hard work to help her ascend the throne. We worked hard day and night, spent a lot of effort, and planned everything for her, but she treated us like this, which is simply an insult to us!" His words were like sharp swords, piercing people's hearts.

Looking back, in order to help Princess Ziyang ascend to the supreme throne, the Qingque clan had done everything they could. They mobilized the clan's human, material and financial resources, ran around, contacted various forces, and paved the way for Princess Ziyang to become emperor. They took huge risks and dealt with various forces, just to allow Princess Ziyang to ascend the throne smoothly and realize her ambitions and aspirations. However, what Princess Ziyang did now made their efforts and contributions so ridiculous and futile.

Qingyun's heart was filled with anger and regret. He regretted why he believed in Princess Ziyang's promise and why he paid so much for her ambition. He looked at the manor that was once full of hope, but now it has become dead silent because of Princess Ziyang's betrayal. The pain in his heart surged like a tide.