Chapter 12

“This subordinate does not want to be compared with that scum.” Feng Yaoguang sat opposite her, picked up the teacup on the table, and sipped. “What does Your Highness think of my proposal just now?”

Overthrow the dog emperor, establish a prosperous era under a female emperor, and never be constrained or schemed against again.

“That’s exactly what I intend.” Yan Donghuang’s tone was indifferent.

“Within seven days, overthrow the imperial power.”

Within seven days?

Feng Yaoguang was stunned, then slowly understood her meaning. The seven-day poison only lasts for seven days. If there is no antidote after seven days, the poison will take effect, and she will die.

So Yan Donghuang plans to go all out, treating it like she only has seven days to live, and fight the dog emperor?

If they can find the antidote… no, not if, but they must find the antidote.
Once the poison is neutralized, she can lead the troops to clean up the mess, ascend to the throne as the empress, and let the narrow-minded, ruthless dog emperor be deposed and become a prisoner, tasting the feeling of being trampled underfoot.

Yan Donghuang held the teacup, silently taking a sip of tea.

Feng Yaoguang’s gaze shifted slightly, looking at her fair wrist exposed when she lifted the teacup. He had seen this hand many times. But every time he saw it, he would have some doubts.

How could such a delicate hand wield those heavy weapons, master the art of archery and horseback riding to perfection, and kill enemies on the battlefield without leaving a trace?

“What are you looking at?” Yan Donghuang raised an eyebrow slightly.

“Nothing.” Feng Yaoguang shook his head slowly. “I was just thinking, Sheng Jing’an is really an idiot. He couldn’t wait to show his true colors on the first day of the wedding. I wonder how the dog emperor dared to entrust such an important task to him.”

Yan Donghuang sneered, “Too confident, thinking that once I was poisoned, I would be coerced into accepting the fact of having both a wife and concubine, giving him a chance to enjoy the best of both worlds, so he lost his composure.”

Little did he know that a general would never succumb to anyone’s threats, even in death.

“He’s dreaming.” Feng Yaoguang’s voice was fierce, his eyes cold. “Does he think he’s worthy?”

Enjoying the best of both worlds?
If Sheng Jing’an really liked that concubine, they could be a pair of ill-fated lovers.

Yan Donghuang glanced at him, “I did let him look in the mirror and used his head to smash a hole in it.”

Feng Yaoguang was stunned, then smiled, “Well done, that’s how you should treat scum.”

He was the face of the Qingluan Army, usually cold and ruthless, making the soldiers under him both respect and fear him, often causing people to overlook his stunning appearance. At this moment, his smile was like ice melting, bringing everything back to life. His eyes shined brightly, making people feel refreshed.

“The emperor is heartless and ungrateful, forgetting the kindness Your Highness showed in supporting him. Sheng Jing’an is also a hypocritical scoundrel. They are a perfect match.” Feng Yaoguang said, “Although the seven-day poison takes seven days to take effect, I must find the antidote as soon as possible, or Your Highness’s body will suffer greatly.”

Feng Yaoguang stood up, his voice cold, “I might as well take a team of soldiers and storm the palace, forcing the dog emperor to hand over the antidote.”

“There probably isn’t an antidote.” Yan Donghuang shook her head. “Even if you take people and storm in, it will only result in unnecessary deaths.”

Feng Yaoguang gritted his teeth, “Are we just going to let that dog emperor off?”

“We won’t let him off.” Yan Donghuang said coldly, “Even if I die, I’ll take him down with me.”

Feng Yaoguang was silent for a moment, then lowered his eyes sadly, “What is Your Highness’s next plan?”

“Time is limited, we can’t delay.” Yan Donghuang said, “Minister of War Chu Jingyuan is corrupt and has embezzled military supplies for the Qingluan Army during my command, filling his own pockets. His crimes are unforgivable, and he should be executed according to the law.”

Minister Chu is the current empress dowager’s elder brother.

Yan Donghuang stood up, her voice cold and ruthless, “Mobilize five hundred Qingluan soldiers to follow me to raid the minister’s residence.”

Feng Yaoguang stood up with her, frowning. “Your Highness hasn’t slept all night. Why not rest a bit before going?”

“I only have seven days. I must strike while the iron is hot, leaving Yan Chen no chance to retaliate.” Yan Donghuang turned and walked out, “Spread the word that the current emperor is ungrateful and treacherous, that the marriage bestowed upon the Duke and the Grand Princess was a conspiracy to eliminate the Grand Princess and reclaim her military power.” She paused, turning to Feng Yaoguang, “Spread the news as widely as possible, embellish it if necessary, and let the world know the emperor is heartless and scheming against the sister who helped him ascend the throne. Sheng Jing’an is also a hypocrite, poisoning me on our wedding night and publicly humiliating me with his concubine. The Sheng family is despicable and should be erased from the ranks of the Yong Kingdom’s nobility.”

Feng Yaoguang accepted the order, “I will handle it immediately.”

Such an order was exactly to his liking. He was not only good at embellishing stories but also enjoyed seeing Sheng Jing’an condemned by the world and falling into an abyss.

The current emperor is narrow-minded, unable to tolerate meritorious officials, and even fears a princess. It is easy to imagine how he treats other officials. Such a ruler is not worthy of the loyalty of scholars, the obedience of generals, or the support of the people.

Yan Donghuang turned and walked out. When she reached the front yard, she saw a figure flying like a kite, falling heavily to the ground with a “bang.”

“Commander!” Two Imperial Guards rushed forward, squatting on either side to check, but did not dare to help him up.

Ying Rong’s face was pale, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His internal organs felt like they were in excruciating pain, and he didn’t respond for a long time.

“Isn’t Commander Ying supposed to be the best in the palace?” Xie Yunjian smiled slightly, standing with his hands behind his back. His posture was leisurely and composed, and even his mockery seemed elegant. “Why do I feel that this so-called best is a bit overrated?”

Gu Chiran’s tone was indifferent, “Indeed overrated.”

“How dare you!” An Imperial Guard captain stepped forward with his sword, angrily rebuking, “The commander is here on imperial orders to summon the Grand Princess to the palace. Anyone who dares to obstruct will be considered defying the imperial decree and can be killed on the spot!”

“Killed on the spot?” Xie Yunjian smiled slightly, his smile gentle and harmless, “Didn’t your commander already take action? He just wasn’t skilled enough and almost got killed himself.”

Feng Yaoguang, dressed in red, passed by lazily, sneering, “As if anyone expected you to show mercy. If you want to fight, just fight, less talk.”

Ying Rong coughed up a mouthful of blood, struggled to stand with the help of two Imperial Guards, and stared at Xie Yunjian, “Defying the imperial decree and attacking the commander, do you know what crime this is?”

Yan Donghuang paused in the corridor, looking at the confrontation in the courtyard.

The scene was tense—the Imperial Guards against the Qingluan Army, Ying Rong against Xie Yunjian. They were evenly matched in terms of formation, but in terms of momentum, the Qingluan Army had the upper hand.

As for strength…

In his black Imperial Guard commander’s robe, Ying Rong was tall and fierce-looking, still exuding a murderous aura even when injured. But this aura, contrasted with the blood at the corner of his mouth, felt somewhat hollow.