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Chapter 103 The Empress draws her sword and slashes Li Bai's little brother 3?
He gazed at Gu Yan, his eyes gleaming with a final, burning light. "I only have one question for you, sir..."
"If...if I were willing to relinquish this throne, abandon this surname, and follow you alone, to the ends of the earth, regardless of life or death...would you, would you allow me to follow you?"
"I want nothing but to stay by your side and serve you."
After saying this, he held his breath and looked pleadingly at the boy in front of him, awaiting the boy's judgment.
"No," Gu Yan said coldly.
Chen Quan probably already knew the answer, but he still broke down at this moment, asking excitedly, "Why? Why can't it work?"
He stood up and asked loudly:
"Why is Tan Yue allowed? What do I lack compared to him?"
Gu Yan struck at his heart with a deadly blow: "He's more reserved than you."
Chen Quan: "..."
Chen Quan was completely dumbfounded.
Gu Yan strode away. As he exited the main hall, he saw a man leaning against a pillar at the entrance. The man, with black hair and golden eyes, stood with his arms crossed. When he saw Gu Yan emerge, his eyes met Gu Yan's, but his expression remained cold. Tan Yue had been eavesdropping outside for a long time.
However, both of the people inside knew he was eavesdropping.
Gu Yan looked at the "reserved" person and said, "Let's go!"
Tan Yue glanced inside the main hall, then she and Gu Yan transformed into two streaks of light and disappeared into the distance. Gu Yan did not leave the palace directly, but went to the Imperial Medical Academy, where she made copies of many ancient books before finally leaving the palace.
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The capital city, Tan Yue's residence.
It was getting dark when Gu Yan and Mu Qinghe started talking in the hall.
"Taibai, are you going back with Marquis Tan tomorrow?" Mu Qinghe asked.
"What? Brother Mu, are you still going to stay here?" Gu Yan asked.
"I plan to stay a few more days before leaving," Mu Qinghe said.
During the conversation, Tan Yue came in and said to Gu Yan, "Princess An Hui is here again."
"Then just send her away, why are you asking me?" Gu Yan said. How could he not know Chen Yujing was here? He had sensed her presence long ago.
Tan Yue gritted his teeth. Was he really his servant? He had fend off countless unwanted suitors for him lately. Thinking of Emperor Chen Quan, Tan Yue thought to himself, "That guy is a troublemaker! Even His Majesty the Emperor has been bewitched by him. Knowing he's so attractive, doesn't he know to tone it down?"
Tan Yue cursed inwardly as he left. He'd simply dismissed everyone else who came, too lazy to bother with formalities himself. He was now a Spirit Emperor, a Grand Elder of the Ruohe Empire; what did it matter if he didn't give face to the powerful figures of the capital?
But Princess An Hui was different; she wasn't even afraid of Dugu Xun. Tan Yue didn't dare do anything to her either, after all, she was the former fiancée of the Qin Demon Dugu Xun.
Since the servants couldn't get rid of her, Tan Yue had to deal with her herself.
However, after sending away Princess An Hui, Chen Yujing, another uninvited guest arrived.
"Your Majesty the Empress?"
Tan Yue looked at Empress Shen Lihua, who appeared before him, in surprise.
Shen Lihua, dressed in a white gauze dress, her exquisite face now cold and aloof as ice, said to Tan Yue, "Grand Master Tan, I wish to see Mr. Li Bai."
Tan Yue's eyes flickered a few times, and he said, "Your Majesty, please come with me."
So he led Shen Lihua to the hall where Gu Yan and Mu Qinghe were talking. Gu Yan and Mu Qinghe were both surprised to see Shen Lihua there. Mu Qinghe had just stood up and was about to bow when he saw Shen Lihua. A flash of blue light appeared in her hand, and a long sword appeared in her hand.
"Li Bai, you shameless vixen, I will kill you."
Enraged, Shen Lihua slashed at Gu Yan with her sword.
This Empress was also a Spirit King realm expert. With a deafening roar, the entire hall was cleaved open. Amidst the billowing dust, several beams of light shot out. All the servants in the mansion looked on in shock. Mu Qinghe and Tan Yue landed on a rooftop and a stone wall, respectively.
Not far away, Shen Lihua chased after Gu Yan with a sword, slashing at him.
shhhhh--
Sword beams flew wildly, their energy slicing through large sections of buildings. Maids and servants screamed and fled the scene. As the fight raged, Shen Lihua chased Gu Yan into the main street. The night market was bustling with activity when suddenly a loud bang was heard, leaving everyone stunned.
A tower was cleaved in two and plummeted downwards, causing the crowd on the street to flee in panic. Then, two beams of light struck the long street, sword light and figures flashing, leaving sharp, deep marks on the street with their sword energy. Those with lower cultivation levels all ran quickly into the distance, while those with higher cultivation levels hid to watch the spectacle.
boom!
Shen Lihua's sword energy cleaved the pavilion in front of her, and seeing that Gu Yan had dodged, she thrust her sword again.
Gu Yan swiftly stepped forward and grabbed Shen Lihua's wrist. Shen Lihua tried to break free but couldn't open her hand. Looking at her angry expression, Gu Yan asked, "Your Majesty, what are you doing? I am your savior!"
"You shameless bastard, you seduced His Majesty!" Shen Lihua cursed.
The officers and soldiers of the patrol battalion arrived just in time to hear all this, and at that moment they all wished they could become blind and deaf.
"Why do you say that, Your Majesty?"
"His Majesty even gave up being emperor for your sake! You shameless woman, what kind of sorcery did you use to bewitch him?" Shen Lihua cursed.
The masters of the capital arrived here with their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg.
My God!
Powerful auras swept towards them, and streaks of light illuminated the night. Upon landing, they transformed into Imperial Guards and Emperor Chen Quan, dressed in a yellow robe.
The Imperial Guards immediately cleared away any bystanders. Tan Yue, the Grand Elder, and Mu Qinghe, the Guest Elder, dared not clear them away, so they watched the spectacle from the sidelines. As for the other powerful figures, they secretly observed the commotion using their divine senses.
My goodness!
This lecherous demon doesn't even spare His Majesty the Emperor?
"What are you doing?" Chen Quan separated Shen Lihua and Gu Yan.
Shen Lihua looked at her husband through tears: "You ask me what I'm doing? Your Majesty, what are you doing? You said you would love me for life, why have you changed your mind?"
Chen Quan felt guilty. Although he had fallen for someone else, he still loved Shen Lihua. He coaxed her gently, "Lihua, don't overthink it. I haven't changed my mind. There's nothing between me and Mr. Li Bai."
"You're talking nonsense! You're calling his name inside my body!" Shen Lihua cried, pointing at Gu Yan.
The expressions on the faces of the onlookers, both those openly and secretly watching the drama unfold, were quite fascinating.
Gu Yan's expression at this moment was indescribable; his lips twitched slightly.
What?
Gu Yan looked at Chen Quan, whose face turned red.
Gu Yan wanted to kill him.
"Heavens, why don't you let me die? If the price of waking up is His Majesty changing his mind, I'd rather be poisoned by that bitch Yang Yan." Large, crystal-clear tears rolled down Shen Lihua's beautiful cheeks as she looked at Gu Yan and asked:
"Why did you save me? You stole my husband; I'd rather you were dead. Why did you save me?"
Shen Lihua questioned hysterically.