“What good will your hate do you?” The man smirked. “Do you think you can get revenge?”
Ranmil clenched her fists. “Yes!”
The man looked at her.
Ranmil said, “Since I can’t be his wife, I’ll be his stepmother!”
The man seemed pleased.
But the look disappeared, so quickly that no one would have noticed, least of all Ranmil, who was consumed with hatred.
“I’ll make him pay for this! I want him dead!” Ranmil glared at the man. “The Dongsang Kingdom can’t wait to see him dead, right?”
The man chuckled.
Ranmil said, “Not only can I persuade Emperor Wu in the bedroom, I can also provoke conflict between Jun Linyuan and the second prince. I can create chaos in the entire Junwu Empire. Isn’t that good news for your kingdom?”
The man only smiled, and didn’t say a word.
Ranmil said, “But I won’t do it for free.”
The man said, “The Fierce Face dance.”
Ranmil said furiously, “Yes, you taught me that dance and helped me achieve the Enchanting Body, but that’s not an excuse for me to help you unconditionally! I need a reward!”
The man asked, “What reward would you like?”
Ranmil then whispered something in his ear.
What she said shocked the man. He hesitated for two seconds, before he looked at Ranmil.
“Are you serious?”
Ranmil nodded. “You have my word. Give me that, and I’ll help you unconditionally!”
The man smiled. “How interesting. Jun Linyuan may regret it one day.”
Ranmil snorted. “I’ll make him regret what he did today forever!”
The man said, “Alright. The Dongsang Kingdom will give you what you want.”
Ranmil stared at him. “Can you make the call?”
The man said in a deep voice, “If I can’t, then no one in Dongsang can.”
Everyone seemed to be sleeping at this hour, but in fact, the rumor had already gotten around.
The empress hadn’t taken too many people with her. There had only been ten officials and their wives, but news like this spread faster than anyone could imagine.
Emperor Wu wanted to stop people from talking about the incident, but there were simply too many people.
Within an hour, people on both sides heard about it.
Even the grooms for the horses knew what had happened.
But no one dared talk about it openly. Everyone discussed it in private.
Feng Wu and Jun Linyuan went back to the camp.
“Xiaowu, Xiaowu —”
Chaoge finally saw “Feng Wu” again, and she ran happily toward “her.”
Although she had been caned, thanks to Feng Wu’s amazing medicine, she was soon able to walk again with a slight limp.
“Xiaowu, guess what?!” Chaoge tried to take “Feng Wu’s” hand. “I’m doing great! I’m a Level 8 Spiritual Elder now! Can you believe it?!”
Chaoge shouted as she ran.
