She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 231: My Harem Must Be Clean

Chapter 231: Chapter 231: My Harem Must Be Clean

The Empress Dowager’s Sleeping Palace was exclusively filled with little eunuchs with clear brows and handsome features.

Every sight of them filled the Emperor with murderous intent.

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager is currently indisposed—" The Little Eunuch still wanted to stop the Emperor.

The Emperor lifted his foot and fiercely kicked him in the chest, "Get out of the way! Filthy thing!"

The Little Eunuch rolled on the ground several times from the kick before getting up, blood on the corner of his lips.

After that, no one dared to stop him anymore.

"Go, call the Empress out," the Emperor commanded, hands on his hips as he spoke to Eunuch Zhang.

Eunuch Zhang knew the Emperor was enraged and did not dare delay, hurriedly shouting within the grand hall: "Empress Dowager! Empress Dowager, the Emperor is here in person, hasten to greet His Majesty—!"

"The Emperor exerts quite the royal authority," a woman in an emerald green palace robe appeared, surrounded by a host of eunuchs, coming from behind them.

The Emperor narrowed his eyes and turned around, "So many years have not seen you, the Empress Dowager’s grace remains undiminished."

The Empress Dowager covered her lips with a light laugh as if she did not hear the sarcasm in the Emperor’s tone, "I shall take it that Your Majesty is complimenting me for my good maintenance."

"With so many eunuchs attending to you, the Empress Dowager must indeed be well-maintained," the Emperor said with a cold laugh.

A flash of anger crossed the Empress Dowager’s eyes, but she quickly returned to smiling, "Why does Your Majesty say these things? After so many years without seeing each other, why not try the tea I’ve brewed and see if it still suits Your Majesty’s taste as it did back then."

"No, I no longer care for tea," the Emperor flatly refused.

"If not here to drink tea, could it be that Your Majesty is here to assign blame?" The Empress Dowager’s unfriendly gaze fell upon Eunuch Zhang behind the Emperor.

Eunuch Zhang wished he could just hang himself on the curtains and die rather than suffering between these two titans as they clashed.

The war between the Emperor and the Empress Dowager had already spread, and today’s trigger was the beating he had received, ostensibly with the Emperor seeking retribution for him, but only Eunuch Zhang himself knew that he was merely a pawn.

Ever since the Emperor saw the officials calling for Xie Qun to be held accountable for Cao Man during the morning court, he had been looking for an outlet for his anger.

He had been bottling it up until now, and unfortunately, the Empress Dowager walked right into the line of fire.

"Eunuch Zhang is my personal attendant, with me for decades, not some stray cat or dog that can just be beaten," the Emperor stated with a cold face.

The Empress Dowager raised an eyebrow, "Had I known Eunuch Zhang was Your Majesty’s personal attendant, I most certainly would have served him well with food and drink."

"Is the Empress implying she did not recognize him?"

"I have not gone out for many years, how would I know who is beside Your Majesty?"

The two traded remarks, crossing swords with every word.

"Now that Your Majesty has brought Eunuch Zhang here, do you want me to apologize to him?" asked the Empress Dowager calmly.

Eunuch Zhang immediately knelt on the ground, "How could that be? Where is there a master who apologizes to a servant? Please do not jest, Empress Dowager. The fault lies entirely with this old servant, Your Majesty, please calm your anger!"

Seeing Eunuch Zhang kneeling on the ground, the Emperor’s fury intensified even more.

The Empress Dowager raised her hand to smooth her hair, acting as if she had not heard Eunuch Zhang’s words, her gaze steadfast on the Emperor.

"Empress Dowager!" the Emperor called out loudly.

The Empress Dowager also replied loudly, "What does Your Majesty require of me!"

"Even when beating a dog, one should consider its master, today’s issue cannot be let go just like that!"

Hearing the Emperor’s relentless words, the Empress Dowager’s face grew cold, "Could it be that Your Majesty intends to strike back personally?"

"I would not do such a tasteless thing," the Emperor kicked the eunuch on the ground with his foot. "Go, and take down the sword hanging on the wall."

The eunuch dared not delay, and with a combination of crawling and kneeling, he went forward and took down the long sword on the wall.

Now the Empress Dowager became unsettled, "Your Majesty, what do you intend to do? This is the royal sword of the late Emperor."

"Precisely because it is the sword of my father, I must take it down lest it becomes an object of ridicule for some filthy individuals!" the Emperor held the long sword in his palm, his gaze toward the Empress Dowager revealing unmistakable murderous intent.

"Your Majesty should watch what you say. I am the Empress Dowager of Dawei."

The Emperor sneered, "When was there ever an Empress Dowager after a new Emperor ascended? Do you not know how your title came to be?"

"Whether I know or not, I am the one who will have the last laugh." The Empress Dowager spread her arms and turned around in a circle in front of the Emperor. "All thanks to Your Majesty’s generous gifts."

"You—" Enraged by the sight, the Emperor already drew the sword from its sheath.

Facing mockery, the Empress Dowager was completely unafraid, "What? Your Majesty wants to kill me too?"

"How dare I lay a hand on the Empress," the Emperor grimaced, his long sword coiling around the neck of a eunuch standing next to the Empress Dowager like a serpent, and in the blink of an eye, the eunuch collapsed on the ground, lifeless.

"You!" The Empress Dowager’s face turned pale; the eunuch on the ground was her favorite!

"Is the Empress Dowager feeling pity?" the Emperor sneered as he resheathed the long sword. "It’s a pity, I intended to spare it for the Empress Dowager, but since my father’s sword must draw blood once unsheathed, and I couldn’t act against the Empress Dowager, I chose someone at random for the sacrifice. I expect the Empress Dowager won’t mind."

"...You truly are the same as before, vengeful for every slight!" The Empress Dowager clenched her back teeth, her once-beautiful face now somewhat distorted.

The Emperor, however, was in good spirits, "I am merely reminding the Empress Dowager that just because I may overlook some matters does not mean they do not exist. Dawei belongs to me; the grace I bestow can also be retracted, all depending on how the Empress Dowager thinks."

With that, he called out loudly, "Little Eunuch, why can I not see a single Palace Maid in the Empress Dowager’s Sleeping Palace? Go, have someone inform the Empress to send some gentle and pleasing Palace Maids over to the Empress Dowager!"

The Empress Dowager’s face had turned ashen with rage, "You’re going too far!"

"Too far?" The Emperor said as he pushed the eunuch, with a vivid palm mark on his face, towards the Empress Dowager, "Is it you who goes too far, or is it I?"

The bright red palm print on the eunuch’s face had not yet faded, the joints distinct and broad, clearly indicating it was inflicted by a man,

a man proficient in Martial Arts.

The Empress Dowager clenched her teeth, "He has already been killed by you."

The one who laid hands on him was the same eunuch whom the Emperor had just cut the throat of.

"But I don’t think that’s enough," the Emperor’s eyes were cold and ruthless, the emperor’s mercilessness fully displayed, "My harem must be clean."

"Clean? Does Your Majesty find me dirty?"

The Emperor was aggressive, "What I’m talking about is this place, it’s filthy."

Laughing heartily upon hearing this, the Empress Dowager seemed almost maniacal, "This is the filthiest place under the heavens, and yet Your Majesty, residing within, dares to disdain its filthiness, it’s laughable, truly laughable."

"Little Eunuch, what are you staring at!" The Emperor bellowed fiercely.

Hurriedly, the Little Eunuch bowed and retreated.

"If you dare to touch them, I will never compromise!" The Empress Dowager’s grasp tightened, her gaze equally determined, as the eunuch next to her moved to stop the departing Little Eunuch.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing this, the Emperor drew his sword and directly slit the interfering eunuch’s throat.

He was the Emperor, and no one dared to lay a hand on him, so the eunuch could only watch helplessly as he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

"Is the Empress Dowager forcing my hand? Very well, let’s see just how many more of them are like this eunuch," the Emperor thrust his sword cruelly into the groin of another eunuch, saying coldly.