The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor’s Corpse
Chapter 121: The Frustrated Tang Zhenyuan!

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: The Frustrated Tang Zhenyuan!

Tang Zhenyuan lay on the ground, his face filled with despair.

*He felt life was too difficult for him!*

"I shouldn’t have come!"

If he hadn’t come, as a prince,

his bloodline was noble, and his status was revered.

Only others would bow to him; how could he become someone else’s servant?

Moreover, the purpose of this servitude was merely because his blood was useful to feed the other’s pet.

To him, this reason was simply an insult!

"I want to die!" he murmured to himself.

However, as soon as he had this thought, a sharp pain erupted in his mind, preventing him from committing suicide.

"He controlled me so that I can’t even kill myself!" Tang Zhenyuan realized.

"My life no longer belongs to myself,

it belongs to him!

My... master!"

He reluctantly shouted the word "master" in his mind!

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, Tang Zhenyuan saw two figures approaching from afar.

One of them, he recognized immediately.

It was his thirteenth imperial sister, Tang Qingqing!

*"Imperial Sister, don’t come here!"* Tang Zhenyuan shouted in his heart.

*He knew clearly that with his cultivation and status, he could be suppressed.*

*If his imperial sister, Tang Qingqing, came here,*

there would only be one outcome, the same as his!

*To be suppressed, to bow, to recognize the person in front of them as their master!*

"For heaven’s sake, don’t come here, leave now and find Father. Maybe there’s still a chance for us to be saved!" he thought silently.

But it was just a thought he had in his mind, he didn’t dare to speak out.

And what he thought, Tang Qingqing couldn’t hear, nor did she act according to his idea.

She quickly ran to Yang Yan, then bowed.

"Tang Qingqing, greets master!" she said softly.

Behind her, the palace maid Xiao Ling’s eyes widened.

"Princess, what did you say?"

*She found it unbelievable!*

*Tang Qingqing was a princess of the Emperor Dynasty, a royal bloodline, a being above all others!*

How could she address the person in front of her as her master?

Logically, it should be the other way around.

"Imperial Sister, what are you saying?" Tang Zhenyuan, lying on the ground, looked up suddenly with a face of astonishment and asked.

Tang Qingqing turned her head and saw Tang Zhenyuan.

"Brother, why are you here?" she asked in surprise.

Tang Zhenyuan’s gaze flickered.

"I, I’m just resting here," he said awkwardly. "You..."

"Oh, I’ve recognized him as my master, that’s why I call him that," Tang Qingqing replied.

Recognized him as master?

The same as him?

"I was hoping she could escape to the other side and then ask Father to save me.

But I didn’t expect..." Tang Zhenyuan’s head pounded against the ground.

He conceded!

"I understand," he said.

Tang Qingqing looked at Tang Zhenyuan in confusion.

"Brother, you don’t look well. What’s wrong?

And you don’t seem to be very happy with my recognition of a master?" she said.

"He’s more powerful than I am, and my relationship with him is very complicated, so I acknowledged him as my master,"

she said, her cheeks slightly reddening at the end.

She closed her eyes now, her mind filled with the image of Yang Yan during his Crossing Tribulation.

*That perfect body was too astonishing!*

Remembering it made her heart race.

"What can he be dissatisfied about? Would he dare be dissatisfied?

He’s also a servant of the master!

Just like you in status!" Ling Hu Chongtian said from the side.

Tang Qingqing was stunned.

"Ah? My brother, as amazing as he is, also submitted?"

Incredible?

Tang Zhenyuan felt ashamed, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"He couldn’t withstand even a single move from my master, what’s amazing about that?" Ling Hu Chongtian said indifferently.

Couldn’t withstand a single move!

"Indeed, the master is strong, even my brother, strong as he is, couldn’t match a single move from the master!" Tang Qingqing exclaimed.

Tang Zhenyuan covered his face, unable to listen any longer.

*"Imperial Sister, please, stop.*

*If you continue, I truly won’t have the face to stay here,"* he thought, covering his face.

At this moment, Xiao Ling’s mouth gaped wide.

"The Eighth Prince also recognized a master?"

A princess of the Royal Family, a prince,

the noble royal bloodline, how prestigious!

They actually bowed before someone else!

As a palace maid who had stayed in the Imperial City for over a decade,

she had always been taught that the royal bloodline was unmatched.

Whoever encountered it must kneel in worship.

But today’s events shattered her worldview!

She completely couldn’t accept it!

"Since they recognized a master, you should recognize a master too!

From now on, my clothes, pants, underwear, will be handed over to you and her for washing," Yang Yan, in a dragon shape in the sky, calmly said.

His brow opened, and the Little Golden Man holding the Heavenly God Platform appeared, striking Xiao Ling’s head.

It left a mark on her soul!

Xiao Ling’s face turned ashen, leaning powerlessly on Tang Qingqing’s shoulder.

"To have the princess wash clothes with me..."

The pain was something she could endure!

But to have Tang Qingqing wash clothes with her, she didn’t know how to describe it.

Even the Primordial Emperor wouldn’t arrange something like this!

"Xiao Ling, don’t be upset.

It’s just washing clothes, it’s very simple!" Tang Qingqing said, unconcerned.

In her heart, it was something she should do!

Xiao Ling weakly nodded.

"I understand, Princess," she replied.

The princess said nothing, and she could only slowly accept this fact.

A four-tiered sedan chair appeared at this moment, Leng Bi Yue and Xue Ni Chang bowed.

"Master, you’ve been through a lot with the Crossing Tribulation, please get on the sedan chair to rest for a while!" Leng Bi Yue said.

"Mm."

Yang Yan stepped forward and disappeared from everyone’s sight.

Leng Bi Yue, Xue Ni Chang, and Chu Mei’er knew Yang Yan had already boarded the sedan chair.

They immediately followed, reaching the top tier of the sedan chair.

Li Wan Hua, Zhan Tianyi, Zhan Wuchang, Ling Hu Chongtian, and others didn’t hesitate longer and also boarded the sedan chair.

Then Kong Xuan, Ao Tian, and the others no longer waited and successively boarded the sedan chair.

Zhou Yunpo, Zhou Yunhai, and Luo Qiuyue lifted the sedan chair.

Only three people were left on the ground, Tang Qingqing, Xiao Ling, and the still-lying Tang Zhenyuan.

"Brother, are you okay?" Tang Qingqing looked at Tang Zhenyuan, who remained lying on the ground, breathing weakly, and asked.

Tang Zhenyuan struggled to sit up.

He hadn’t just been struck in the soul by the Heavenly God Platform but had also had much blood drawn by Yang Yan.

He’d also been suppressed by the Thunder Tribulation Heavenly Might for a long time!

*He was injured both inside and out!*

"I’m fine, but Thirteenth Imperial Sister, why are you okay?

Didn’t the master leave a mark on your soul?" Tang Zhenyuan asked, puzzled.

He and Xiao Ling both had pale faces; by contrast, Tang Qingqing was full of rosy cheeks, the difference was too great.

"No, the master just made me swear on my sword!" Tang Qingqing replied.

"You two girls come up too!" From within the top tier of the sedan chair came Leng Bi Yue’s voice.

"Yes, master." Tang Qingqing turned back to Tang Zhenyuan. "The master asked me to go up, Brother, goodbye."

She leaped up, carrying Xiao Ling, to the top of the sedan chair.

Tang Zhenyuan watched Tang Qingqing’s departing figure.

*"Why is there such a gap between us?"* he thought, deeply frustrated.

Suddenly, a dragon’s roar came from the distance, shaking the world!