Why are you messing with her? Her mission is to bully the scumbag

At this moment, Ling Jinxing sat quietly beside the bed, his eyes as bright as torches, fixed on the evil spirit on the system screen that was lingering around the emperor's heart, as if it were real and entangled endlessly.

A cold smile played on her lips as she plotted inwardly, "With all this anger and rage, the Emperor's life is probably numbered. In two or three days at most, or even a day or a night, this supreme throne will be passed down to a new owner."

In the imperial study, candlelight flickered, and in the interweaving of light and shadow, Ling Jinxing opened her thin lips slightly, as if talking to the air: "The game is about to reach its climax."

That night, the Queen Mother and her entourage rushed out of the cold palace almost frantically, with screams and exclamations mixed together.

"Monster! She is actually a monster!" The palace maids' voices trembled, and the empress dowager's face was pale and she could hardly stand.

"Hurry! Help me return to the palace!" The Queen Mother ordered in a trembling voice, with indescribable fear in her heart.

After returning to the palace, she fell ill and was haunted by nightmares every night. The fox's cunning eyes seemed to jump out of the darkness at any time.

Now that the Imperial Master has fallen into a coma, she wants to wait for the abbot of the Huguo Temple.

However, the person sent to invite the abbot disappeared on the way.

The more I think about it, the more thrilling it becomes.

Ling Jinxing stepped into the spiritual world again, and the scene before him was bloody and weird.

The Imperial Master's limbs were broken, but he still held on to his last breath, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness. "Ling Wanxu, you evil bastard, how dare you do this to me!" he shouted through gritted teeth.

Ling Jinxing walked forward slowly, a playful smile on his lips. "Master Imperial Preceptor, what are you talking about? I'm just helping you get out of this." He squatted down, looking the Imperial Preceptor in the eye. "Besides, your Concubine Ning has passed away before you. Don't you want to go and keep her company?"

Upon hearing this, a flash of pain flashed across the Imperial Master's eyes, but was quickly replaced by anger: "You! You vicious woman! I will never let you go!"

Ling Jinxing chuckled and stood up. "Oh? You won't let me go? Master Imperial Master, you can't even save yourself now, and you're still thinking of revenge?" She turned and looked at the cat-headed monster that was gnawing at the Imperial Master's flesh. "Little guy, take it easy. Don't let him die too quickly."

The cat-headed monster looked up at Ling Jinxing, his eyes gleaming with excitement: "Master, don't worry, I will slowly enjoy this delicious meal."

Ling Jinxing nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, continue. Remember, I want a wonderful drama, not a boring massacre."

After saying this, she turned and left, leaving behind the desperate wails of the Imperial Master and the joyful gnawing sounds of the cat-headed monster echoing in the spiritual world.

On the third day, the news of the emperor's death spread like wildfire, instantly sweeping across the entire palace.

Ling Jinxing walked towards the cold palace with light and confident steps, a cold light flashing in her eyes.

She grabbed Ning Dong'er's soul, a playful smile on her lips: "Oh, you still want to run away? I told you long ago that I like your skin so much that it's more than enough to make a scarf."

Ning Dong'er suddenly realized what was going on, her eyes filled with astonishment and resentment: "You...you are not Ling Wanxu at all!"

Ling Jinxing sneered, a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "So what if it is, so what if it isn't? You're already a lonely soul now, why are you still entangled in these things?"

After saying that, she flicked her finger, and Ning Dong'er's soul was thrown directly into the mysterious spiritual world like a captured bird.

"Go ahead, little guy, just swallow her!" Ling Jinxing ordered the cat-headed monster, his tone full of casualness and disdain.

The cat-headed monster's eyes lit up with excitement, and it opened its bloody mouth and instantly devoured Ning Dong'er's soul. However, it seemed not very satisfied with this "delicious meal" and grinned in disdain: "Master, this fox tastes really bad!"

Hearing this, Ling Jinxing frowned, his tone full of displeasure: "Hmph, don't be picky about food! It's good enough to have something to eat!"

Leaving that strange spiritual world, Ling Jinxing strode straight to the imperial study.

At this time, all the women in the harem were kneeling outside the imperial study, crying, but they could not hide the undercurrent in the atmosphere.

Shen Yue was sharp-eyed. As soon as she saw Ling Jinxing appear, she rushed forward impatiently, a cruel smile on her lips: "Wanxu, everything has been arranged. Anyone in this harem who dares to question your decision will be seeking death!"

All the people have been replaced by people from the General's Mansion, and I'm afraid these people's plans will fail.

Ling Jinxing chuckled softly, her gaze sweeping across the kneeling crowd, finally settling on the two or three children standing at the very back. Her eyes were as cold as ice, yet concealed with endless calculations, "I'm naturally confident in your work, sister. However, these people don't seem to want to be left out either. They've even gone to great lengths to find children from the common people who resemble the emperor."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yue raised her eyebrows, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes: "Humph, these women are such a nuisance. Wouldn't it be better for you to just be their concubines? Why do you have to stir up trouble here? If it were me, I'd just tie them all up so they don't get in the way!"

Hearing this, Ling Jinxing curled up the corners of his mouth with a playful smile: "Well, that's a good idea. Go ahead and make the arrangements. The princess should be arriving soon, and then we can give her a 'surprise'."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Jinxing waved his hand lightly, and the guards around him moved like ghosts, instantly tying up all the mourning women.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, with cries and pleas for mercy intertwined, but it could not cover up the cold and resolute eyes of Ling Jinxing and Shen Yue.

"Empress! Imperial Concubine! What are you doing?" Someone among the concubines finally reacted and shouted in fear. Another person followed suit, her voice trembling.

The only ones who were not tied up now were the queen and the imperial concubine. No matter how stupid they were, they knew what was happening.

"Now in this palace, the emperor's bloodline is only left in the eldest princess, but you have gone to great lengths to find these children who are somewhat similar to the emperor. What is your intention? Don't think that I can't see it!" Ling Jinxing sat down gracefully, his eyes as cold as frost, scanning the people below.

Her words were as cold as ice, piercing everyone present. "If you wish to live a peaceful life as a concubine, stay here. If not, then die immediately!" With that, she gently raised her hand, the cold light from her fingertips seeming to freeze everything.

As she finished her words, the guards flashed like ghosts, and with their swords raised, the concubines who came with their children were instantly covered in blood, and their wailing stopped abruptly.

The remaining three or four people were so frightened that they fell to their knees and trembled on the ground.

"We...we don't want to be concubines. We just ask Her Majesty to let us leave the palace and let us live out the rest of our lives." Their voices trembled, filled with fear and pleading.

Upon hearing this, Ling Jinxing curled up his lips in a cold smile, filled with mockery and disdain. "Want to leave? This palace isn't a place where you can just come and go as you please. Just stay here peacefully until you die! Sweetheart~"