Kill the sadistic male protagonist and become the emperor

"What?!" Shangguan Hualiu sat up straight immediately after hearing that. In a moment of carelessness, the inkstone tilted slightly, and the ink stained the table.

Li Qixi laughed happily upon seeing this, "Shangguan, you can actually lose your composure like this. It's really rare."

Shangguan Hualiu took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom and wiped the ink stains off the table. "Your Highness, please elaborate."

"Goshawk reported that she had unexpectedly pulled out a white quilt from a tree in the forest. Without any movement, the quilt appeared neatly in her hands."

"What's worse, she also conjured up something like a bag out of thin air, but it wasn't made of silk or satin. According to Cang Ying, this thing should have the function of keeping warm."

"Shangguan," Li Qixi said with a half-smile, "Tell me if it's interesting or not."

Shangguan Hualiu's wiping movements were slightly slowed down. Cang Ying had been the princess's shadow since childhood and was known for his loyalty. It was impossible for him to deceive the princess with such nonsense. If this was true, it would be truly shocking.

"Don't wipe it anymore, your clothes are all stained with ink." Li Qixi helped her up. "Now that we are one step ahead of others and know that she has special skills, we must do our best to win her over and make her loyal to us. If she can be used by us..."

Shangguan Hualiu stared at the ink-stained silk handkerchief in his hand, his fingertips tightening. "If it's of no use to me, I'll eliminate it completely to prevent future troubles."

Li Qixi nodded, his smile no longer visible on his face: "Get rid of him to stabilize the overall situation."

On the second day, Ren Baozhi returned to the Chen Mansion in great style, escorted by Princess Qianqiu's guard of honor.

As soon as she stepped into the house, she went straight to Yundu's room.

Although she was very worried about Yundu's injury, she still took a deep breath in front of the door and put on an indifferent expression.

When Ren Baozhi opened the door, she saw Yundu lying on the bed, her face pale and her forehead covered with cold sweat.

Qingqiu, with tears in her eyes, was feeding Yundu water in small sips.

Ren Baozhi took the cup of water and said to Qingqiu, "Let me do it. You step aside first. I need to speak to the queen alone."

Qingqiu nodded in agreement.

Seeing Qingqiu retreat outside and close the door, Ren Baozhi put down the bowl and did not offer water. She said calmly, "My Lady, does your wound still hurt?"

Ever since Ren Baozhi stepped into the room, Yundu never looked up, let alone looked at Ren Baozhi.

She knew that her behavior that day had chilled Anu's heart. It was the first time in all those years that she had been so angry with her.

The moment Zhi'er turned around, she had a strong premonition that Zhi'er was really going to leave her.

But Zhi'er actually came to see her today, so Yundu was naturally happy in her heart. However, when she heard Zhi'er's tone, she could only lower her head even more and did not have the courage to respond.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Ren Baozhi said sarcastically, "It seems that the pain has subsided. I think I called for a stop too early that day. Your husband was going to give you fifty lashes. You are really meddling in other people's business."

Yundu's body trembled for a moment, and she finally raised her head to look at Ren Baozhi, saying weakly: "No, Anu, it's not what you think..."

Ren Baozhi said to herself, "My Lady, do you know that when a man beats his wife or daughter, it's like gambling. Once a precedent is set, there will be a second time, a third time..."

Yundu didn't say anything, but the cold sweat on his forehead kept increasing, dripping down his nose and onto his cracked lips.

"Your Majesty, answer my question." Ren Baozhi's voice was a little deep.

Yundu's eyes dodged: "I know."

"Since you know how serious it is, why did you willingly accept the punishment?"

Yundu was speechless and lowered her head again. The only sound in the room was the whistling wind.

Seeing that Yundu showed no intention of speaking, Ren Baozhi continued, "Your Majesty has been injured for over a day now. Has your good husband ever visited you once?"

"Anu..." Yundu finally shed tears and her voice was hoarse.

Ren Baozhi's heart softened only for a moment. Her nails dug into her palms as she suppressed the urge to appease Yundu. "Why? Even though Your Majesty was covered in wounds for that man, he never even came to see Her Majesty? It seems Your Majesty's willingness to accept punishment only moved herself. I'm afraid others are just making fun of You."

Yundu buried her head in the pillow and cried, "Don't say anymore, Anu, don't say anymore..."

Seeing Yundu like this, Ren Baozhi couldn't bear it any longer. She softened her tone and said, "Mother, do you know why I insist on doing business?"

When Yundu heard this, she seemed to have sensed something and tightened her grip on the pillow.

"Your Majesty may not believe me if I tell you this," Ren Baozhi said, "I know you've been having a hard time in the mansion. I want to earn more money, and I only hope that one day I can take you out to start your own business, so you don't have to worry about other people's faces and live in fear every day."

"That day, I discussed the matter of divorce with my mother. You were worried about us, an orphan and a widow, and how we would make a living after the divorce. So, I decided to go into business. I wanted to pave a way for you to have a family, to have someone to rely on in your old age. But I'm stupid, and my business hasn't taken off yet. But all I've wanted from the beginning is to give you a more stable life."

Yundu, tearful, grabbed Renbaozhi's arm and choked out, "No, Anu, my mother's Zhi'er is the most powerful."

Ren Baozhi sighed softly, "Your Majesty, do you know that your behavior yesterday made me feel that all my previous preparations, plans, and efforts were a joke, and were just my wishful thinking."

"Anu, I was wrong. It's all my fault!" Yundu said anxiously, as if she was desperately trying to prove something. "I won't do that again. I won't do that again! Anu, please believe me, please believe me."

Ren Baozhi wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "Of course I believe you, Mother. Today I'm telling you my feelings, not to blame you, but to give you another choice."

"You can choose to stay in the Chen Mansion, or go with me."

Hearing this, Yundu finally couldn't help but lay on Ren Baozhi's legs and burst into tears.

The love she had been seeking for more than ten years was all in vain.

Over the years, whenever Chen Gongzheng showed her some love and affection, she would treasure it as a treasure.

But all the love and affection over the past ten years combined cannot compare to the weight of Zhier's words "Come with me" just now.

Over the years, she had seen through Chen Gongzheng's character, but every time she was about to give up, Chen Gongzheng would always give her some small favors at the right time, which allowed her to deceive herself until now.

Perhaps, not only did she see through Chen Gongzheng, but Chen Gongzheng also saw through himself.

She brought this upon herself, she had neglected Zhi'er.

The wind was freezing cold, and Jundu's hands and feet were icy.

But the wound felt like it was burning with a raging fire. Instead of being extinguished by the cold, the flames grew more and more intense, rushing into her heart and burning her internal organs with a convulsive pain.