The Phoenix Reborn Book II

Chapter 120 The Threshold of Madness

“The appointment ceremony should be done in the future, I do not accept rejection.” A man sitting on the dragon throne grabbed a handkerchief thrust towards him, clearing the remaining blood still attached to the sword in his hand. “You clearly know the end of rejection is just ..” the man's black bead glanced at his subjects who looked down with a horrified face, some stared blankly at one bloodied body in the middle of the room—victim of the leader's anger, “..

The men dressed as officials immediately saluted and held up their name placards, an act to show support for the country's leader's decision. “Your Highness the Sixth Prince is wise, all will be executed as per orders!” one of the officials shouted with trembling hands.

Just at that moment, the palace court door squeaked open, turning away Wang Chengliu's gaze who was on the throne. Looking at Chenxiao's figure, the man immediately said, “You're all allowed to leave.”

Without the need to wait for long, those officials immediately left the palace court room. After all, the order to resign was something they had been waiting for a long time. They felt that the longer they were in the room together with the prince, the thread of their lives would be further eroded away by fear and worry.

After all the officials left, the servants and eunuchs of the palace followed. They knew their whereabouts were undesirable to the sixth prince.

Chenxiao glanced at the man lying lifeless in the middle of the room, then he frowned. “Yang Mulia .. how could you kill Kasim Gao?!” asked the man half-calling.

Eunuch Gao was the right-hand man of Emperor Weixin, that's right. However, the existence of the man was not that simple. Eunuch Gao was a pillar that maintained the order of the court servants and eunuchs. Without that man, who might be able to take over and accompany Wang Chengliu when that man becomes emperor later on?!

“He defied me about the rapture ceremony, saying that what I did was rebellion. His actions destroyed my reputation in front of the officials, do you still feel like he deserves to live? Wang Chengliu asked Chenxiao back with a cold face.

“Your Highness, Eunuch Gao has done a lot for you,” Chenxiao said with his brows linked.

Yes, like Emperor Weixin, Eunuch Gao has a nature that is not much different from that man. Eunuch Gao had a soft heart, even more so because he did not have the ability to have offspring. Therefore, from a long time ago, seeing the injustice Wang Chengliu had received, the man had always helped him by warning the servants to treat the sixth prince with respect.

Yet ... even after all that Eunuch Gao did, Wang Chengliu ….

Chenxiao himself knew and had felt the help of Eunuch Gao, and it made his heart feel a little uncomfortable when he saw the man's corpse lying lifeless before him. “How could you—”

“Chenxiao, is this how I feel or have you been questioning my actions lately?” cut Wang Chengliu with sharp eyes.

Chenxiao was speechless on the spot with a slightly surprised face. He clenched his hands and quickly knelt down. “Hamba ... crossing the line. Please Your Majesty punish me.”

Wang Chengliu snorted, “I have no time to punish you.” Then, he asked, “What are you doing here? Has there been any progress on the task I gave you?”

Chenxiao raised his gaze and looked at Wang Chengliu. “Mingwei Junzhu did not open her mouth at all,” she explained. “If I keep torturing him, I'm afraid he could end up being a .. disabled.”

Hearing this, Wang Chengliu's brows furrowed. “Cacat?” he repeated Chenxiao's remark, making his subordinate a little scared. Beyond Chenxiao's expectations, a smile appeared on Wang Chengliu's lips. “If it is so, then it is better.”

‘What?’ Chenxiao widened his eyes.

“I am curious about the face that the ‘Advisor Liang’ will show when he comes back and sees the wife he loves has become a cripple,” Wang Chengliu said vilely. For some reason, his heart felt even hotter when he said that, disgusted by the relationship between Liang Fenghong and Huang Miaoling.

How not? The man who in the past was his subordinate ended up marrying the woman who in the past life was his wife. It's like a ridiculous betrayal! Where would his face be if anyone knew?!

Ah, wait. Lu Si had known about it, and this was one of the reasons Wang Chengliu felt angry and unacceptable!

‘Since the day of the death ritual, the man was never seen again. In a crucial moment like this, where did he go?!’ w.a.n.g Chengliu snapped inwardly, feeling angry. There were so many things that he had to face, but Lu Si had instead disappeared to nowhere. “If it is necessary, I do not mind if you disappear one or two parts of his body,” said Wang Chengliu suddenly, referring to Huang Miaoling.

When she heard this, Chenxiao felt that there was something he had to straighten out. “Your Majesty, I think ... You should rethink your plan,” he said with a frown and a strong clenched hand.

Wang Chengliu's gaze which had still looked a little relaxed instantly turned extremely terrifying. “You said what?” ask her with a tone as sharp as a dagger.

Chenxiao took a deep breath and immediately said, “Mingwei Junzhu is what kind of person, you should be clear. He's so hard, and if you force him, he'll turn down even more.” The man gulped, finding Wang Chengliu slowly gripping the hand of his throne. “If Mingwei Junzhu is injured too badly or loses his life, then .. we fail, the Huang family and the Wu Kingdom will not let us go. No chance for us to—”

“Since I sat on this throne, I have absolutely no plans to fail, Chenxiao,” Wang Chengliu cut. “In addition, do you really think that from the second I caught the woman ... I will let her live?”

The frown on Chenxiao's forehead became deeper and deeper, he simply did not understand the intent of his current employer's words. “What is—”

Just as Chenxiao opened his mouth, the door of the main court opened wide. A bodyguard ran over quickly and exclaimed with a breath of breath, “Y-Your Majesty! General Chenxiao!”

Wang Chengliu put on an amused smile, showing Chenxiao that he had expected the man to come. “What's up?” tanyakanya.

The bodyguard tried to take a deep breath, then replied while saluting, “Y-Yang Defei and Concubine Huang broke through the dungeon!”

“What?” Chenxiao turned around and put on a worried and surprised face. ‘If Yang Defei met Huang Miaoling, given his grudge over Wang Zhengyi's death, then that woman would—’ He froze on the spot, trying to recall Wang Chengliu's earlier remark. ‘Do not let .. Junzhu live?’

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I don't know how much time has passed, but Huang Miaoling felt that his time was running really slow. He doesn't know what's going on outside, his family and his country. However, Huang Miaoling knew that he was on the verge of despair and misery.

With the neck supported at the top end of the back of the chair, Huang Miaoling's head was slightly pulled backward limply. “He he ...,” a hazy laugh from the lips of Huang Miaoling.

Ah, not only despair and misery, Huang Miaoling was also already on the verge of insanity.

Huang Miaoling's fingers flowed blood continuously dripping onto the floor, causing his head to feel a little light. Silver needles are still seen embedded deep in the area between the fingernails and fingers, ripping apart the flesh that should have intertwined the two objects.

Suddenly, Huang Miaoling's ears heard a number of footsteps—three pairs. The sound of footsteps grew closer and closer. Then, the voice stopped and was continued by a loud ringing of the open scrap metal door.

“Gosh ... are these really the same people?”

Hearing that familiar voice, Huang Miaoling forced his body to move. He straightened his head, then set his slightly raised gaze on the two figures before the prison door.

When recognizing his three uninvited guests, Huang Miaoling let his head fall forward, floating in the air in front of his chest. His actions made one of his guests grow angry, feeling ignored.

“Defei! Look her! He has absolutely no regard for your presence!” shouted one of the guests out loud.

Yang Yuechan glanced at Huang Wushuang with an annoyed look. In a cramped, damp room like this, the high voice of Huang Wushuang echoed loudly, and it made Defei feel uncomfortable.

“Defei.” Mingyue who was next to Yang Yuechan extended her hand to thrust out an object.

Huang Wushuang was slightly surprised by the dagger in Mingyue's hand. ‘They will really kill him,’ the inner woman. Then, he laughed loudly in his heart. ‘It's good!’ Huang Wushuang said, “Should I help Defei to finish it?”

Mingyue and Yang Yuechan stared at Huang Wushuang for a moment, feeling slightly surprised by her offer. Both of them are not stupid. They knew that Huang Wushuang was only offering to take Yang Yuechan's heart, hoping to become his ally later.

“But my son needs me to finish by myself, there is no need for an outsider like you to interfere,” Yang Yuechan replied tightly.

“I understand, forgive me for my sassness,” Huang Wushuang said with a forced smile. From the start, he knew Yang Yuechan would reject his request. However, hearing such a rude rejection, his heart felt displeased. ‘Sucks. When I become empress, will I make sure to get rid of you first.’

Yang Yuechan grabbed the dagger from Mingyue's palm and began to approach Huang Miaoling. Not getting any reaction, the woman frowned, looking slightly displeased.

Yang Yuechan's eyes were directed at the needle that was set between Huang Miaoling's fingernails and fingers. He touched the needle and pulled it out, causing a loud cry from the Mingwei Junzhu figure.

Although he could not see because Yang Yuechan's body was blocking him, but Huang Miaoling's cry made Huang Wushuang still feel pained and afraid. Huang Miaoling was a martial arts practitioner, and the woman's tolerance for pain was certainly much higher than that of ordinary people. Even with that, Huang Miaoling still showed a tremendous pain reaction. Unimaginable to Consort Huang about the pain felt by his former half-sister.

Huang Wushuang shuddered in horror, ‘Dread ... Palace people are terrible,’ he thought. Huang Wushuang's heart skipped a beat, he felt excited. ‘However, I like it!’ The most pleasant way to deliver the enemy to death is indeed to torture him!

There was not the slightest bit of hesitation from Yang Yuechan as he plucked out one needle after another from Huang Miaoling's finger. Even when the woman screamed loudly in her ear so heartbreakingly, Defei's face remained emotionless.

Up to the last needle issued by Yang Yuechan, the woman looked at the Mingwei Junzhu coldly. “It's enough, isn't it?” tanyakanya. “If it's too long, I won't guarantee no one comes here.”

At this moment, Huang Wushuang knitted her brows. “Defei, what do you mean?” her question confusedly, made Yang Yuechan turn her head towards her. ‘Did he just talk to me? But—'

Before Huang Wushuang finished the speech in her mind, she was wide-eyed, staring at the round figure standing from where she sat. His tanned black bead was adrift with a dark night bead that stared at him sharply, like a savage beast staring at prey.

With a quivering finger, Huang Wushuang pointed in one direction and immediately shouted out loud, “Yang Defei! Behind you!” In the blink of an eye, the figure he was looking at disappeared from sight, and Huang Wushuang was frantically searching in all directions. “Where is he?!”

Then, a heart-freezing chuckling sound rang out on the side of Huang Wushuang's ear, “He he. Behind you, my dear sister.”

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A/S:

Huang Miaoling: Behind you, my dear sister."

Me: *Back view* .. okay no\, safe.