She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 524 - 523: Yan Wanqing, Dead

Chapter 524: Chapter 523: Yan Wanqing, Dead

At this moment, Yan Wanqing had already started to become delirious.

She could only tightly grasp the hand of the person who had come, wanting to pour out her heart, but the blood from her mouth just wouldn’t stop.

The medicine from Xiaoliu... was truly a bit too ruthless.

She felt as if she would vomit all the blood in her body.

"Where is the Imperial Physician? Imperial Physician, where are you!" Xiao Pingfeng shouted loudly.

The person in his arms wore a fiery red phoenix robe, which only made her small face look even more deathly pale, as if her whole being was about to shatter.

His heart began to grow cold as well.

His large hand pressed against the palm of hers, inner strength pouring into her body like money was no object.

"It’s useless!" Qin Erya suddenly spoke up, laughing as she staggered and shook while dancing on the circular platform, her hysterical laughter echoing: "Useless, so useless..."

"Seize her," Xiao Pingfeng ordered in a deep voice.

Immediately, some people forced Qin Erya to kneel before them.

"Speak, what have you done!" Xiao Pingfeng asked coldly, his dark eyes piercing, his gaze chilling to the bone.

Seeing that Qin Erya remained silent.

Chu Qi beside him directly stepped forward, took the dagger from her hand, and thrust it into her thigh. The pain caused Qin Erya to scream.

"Miss Qin, I advise you to confess honestly. My temper is not as good as the Crown Prince’s," he said.

Seeing that Qin Erya still kept silent, he pulled out the dagger and stabbed her arm twice more, causing her features to contort in agony.

He pulled out the dagger, its razor-sharp tip gleaming with a sinister light, still dripping with blood, as his emerald eyes surveyed Qin Erya, contemplating where to stab next.

Tears began to stream down Qin Erya’s face from the pain.

She was, after all, a noble lady from a prestigious family.

Accustomed to being cherished and pampered.

She had never endured such torture.

Seeing that Chu Qi was approaching again with the dagger, she quickly said, "I’ve placed a labor-inducing poisonous insect on her. Once the child is born, the mother’s body will be depleted. Her... her vomiting blood now indicates that it’s too late to save the mother..."

Too late to save?

"Impossible, definitely impossible!" Upon hearing this, Xiao Pingfeng immediately shook his head in denial, holding the person in his arms tightly yet afraid of hurting her by using too much strength.

"Wanwan, you won’t leave me, will you? We’ve overcome so many trials, you definitely won’t leave me... I forbid it, I refuse to let you go."

Chu Qi looked down on Xiao Pingfeng’s desolate appearance and, prodding Qin Erya’s chin with the dagger, asked, "Is there an antidote?"

"Perhaps there is, but the person who gave me the antidote has vanished without a trace." She smirked, revealing a triumphant smile: "So Yan Wanqing... is as good as dead."

"If she dies, you will be buried with her," Chu Qi threatened, lifting the dagger to slash her throat.

Seeing that Qin Erya still seemed confident, suspicion flickered in his eyes.

"Aren’t you afraid?"

"Why should I be afraid? The Crown Prince will not bear to see me die, ask him if you don’t believe me," Qin Erya said with a crazed laugh.

"What are you that he should care whether you live or die," Chu Qi was about to act.

When a weak voice interjected.

"She... she must not... die."

Yan Wanqing coughed up another mouthful of black blood.

Struggling to speak.

Chu Qi could hardly believe it: "Why would you want to spare the life of such a wretch!"

Yan Wanqing ignored him.

She felt her life force slipping away.

Right now, she had only a bit of strength because of the inner strength Xiao Pingfeng had just infused into her.

"You... must... live..." she said with difficulty.

Xiao Pingfeng shook his head.

"I will not live alone if you die."

Wanwan, without you by my side, this vast empire, this beautiful world has lost all meaning to me."

Vulnerability shone in the depths of Xiao Pingfeng’s dark eyes. He seemed like a child, kneeling on the ground, cradling his beloved, red-eyed and shaking his head pitifully.

"So... don’t leave me, don’t abandon me..."

"Wanwan, I beg you."

...

Yan Wanqing’s eyes brimmed with tears, which fell and mingled with her black hair.

Her lips trembled: "And... there’s... the child."

"No—!" Xiao Pingfeng directly denied, "You cannot die, if you die, I will follow you immediately!"

Yan Wanqing’s words were already particularly weary, and at this moment, his voice was also incredibly loud, the whole person apparently falling into a state of frenzy.

She could no longer hold back.

Using the last of her strength, she swung her arm.

Before the eyes of all.

She slapped Xiao Pingfeng across the face.

The slap wasn’t painful, but it was very crisp.

All present saw it, the Crown Princess Consort, on the brink of death, had slapped the frenzied Crown Prince!

"Wanwan..." Xiao Pingfeng himself was stunned on the spot.

"No... allowed... to die!"

After uttering these three words, Yan Wanqing’s hand suddenly fell from the air, and then her head turned to one side.

"Aqing!" Chu Qi hurried over, his eyes filled with sorrow, pain evident in his green eyes.

Just as he was about to reach out to touch her, he saw Xiao Pingfeng holding her and already standing up.

"Don’t touch her."

Unfeeling words, uttered from his mouth.

Chu Qi’s extended hand stopped mid-air.

Indeed, he had no right to touch her.

Even if she had died... it had nothing to do with him at all.

Upon realizing this, a boundless loneliness flashed through Chu Qi’s eyes.

"Summon the attendants, continue the coronation ceremony as per my command."

Amidst the sky stained with blood.

Xiao Pingfeng, holding the person in his arms, stood in the round platform flooded with blood; he kowtowed to heaven and earth, bowed to the ancestors... and, in the end, conferred Yan Wanqing as his only Empress.

Xie Qun, Hao Ren, and the others looked on at him, not daring to make a sound.

After all the ceremonies had ended.

"Your Majesty, long live, long live, forever live!"

Xiao Pingfeng stood atop the high platform, looking down at the people, accepting their worship.

"The Qin Family abused their power for personal gain, the evidence of rebellion is irrefutable, Qin Jun may be dead, but the investigation into the related missing girls case has made progress, Dali Temple will continue the inquiry, revoking all honors previously bestowed upon the Qin Family by the late Emperor, their crimes compounded, to implicate their nine familial branches... Sun Hong and the other traitors, to be dismembered by five horses, the rest of their associates to also implicate their nine familial branches..."

One by one, the sentences flowed from Xiao Pingfeng’s thin lips.

"As for Qin Erya." He slightly turned his gaze, looking at Qin Erya on the ground like a pile of mud.

Murderous intent rampaged in his dark eyes.

"Since the Empress spoke on your behalf before her death, I will spare your life, to be made into a human swine, by my very own hands!"

Upon hearing that she was to be made into a human swine, Qin Erya went mad.

She directly grabbed a knife from a soldier beside her, and was about to slash it across her neck.

Who would have expected that in the next second, her own arm would be penetrated by a blade, followed by the sword-wielding arm dropping to the ground, blood spurting out instantly, she screamed in terror and fainted away.

Xiao Pingfeng withdrew his hand, and continued to hold the increasingly cold body of Yan Wanqing, his expression wooden and numb.

"Where is Xie Qun."

"Your servant is here!" Xie Qun, covered in blood, stood up from the crowd.

"I appoint you as Prime Minister, in charge of the six ministries, today’s matters are entirely entrusted to you for handling."

"Your humble servant thanks Your Majesty!" Xie Qun kowtowed in gratitude.

Following that, Xiao Pingfeng conferred official titles on Hao Ren and the other young men, each one kowtowed in thanks for the honor.

This coup led by the Qin Family quietly began and was spectacularly crushed.

Of the entire Qin Family, only Qin Erya was left, turned into a human swine by Xiao Pingfeng, placed within a white jade jar, alive yet unable to die.

Chu Qi stood in the wind, watching Xiao Pingfeng’s back.

He, embracing Yan Wanqing, accepted the worship of the people, his figure tall and straight, but Chu Qi could feel that something inside this once vibrant young man had changed amidst the shroud of secrecy.

After quite some time, he covered his empty chest.

Perhaps, he had changed as well.

He stared at Xiao Pingfeng’s back, not even noticing the aggression in his own eyes.

Because of this, Chu Qi made the boldest decision of his twenty-three years.

Under the cover of night.

He stole the body of Yan Wanqing and fled back to Chu Kingdom overnight.