Chapter 692 - The Empress Regnant’s Enchanting Consort (24)
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Due to the menâs event being beaten to death, all the court officials kneeled outside the palace gates to seek an audience.
Bai Weiwei was coldly indifferent. âIf they wish to kneel, then let them kneel. If they kneel to death, then that will be the end of it.â
She was in the process of peeling crab meat for Feng Yunian.
When she came to this world plane, it happened to be in the dead of winter.
People went to fetch a basket of mitten crabs1 from Lotus Lake2.
It was said that crabs from other places were best in August and September, but in Lotus Lake, the crabs were the most delicious in winter.
Hearing that Feng Yunian liked to eat crabs, she happily peeled them for him.
It was snowing outside.
The snowâs light outlined the woman in the room as her slender, delicate fingers picked out the crab meat. Her striking features were soft and graceful.
Feng Yunian watched her, the expression in his eyes deep. But beneath those dark eyes was confusion and uneasiness.
Suddenly, a piece of crab meat was shoved into his mouth.
He froze as she smiled and gently asked: âIs it good?â
The crab meat in his mouth had no taste. Because of the poison testing, he had already lost his sense of taste.
Nothing that he ate tasted good.
But under her gentle and pampering smile, he felt that this piece of crab meat was tender and sweet.
His tongue had no sense of taste, but his heart did.
Bai Weiwei continued to keep her head lowered as she concentrated on peeling the crab meat, chatting with the petty system in the meantime.
âI said itâs not like that. If you fell on your face, then you fell. I also wonât dislike you after you become ugly, ah.â
The system continued its cold war.
âEven if you didnât fall on your face, youâre still ugly, so you donât need to be sad.â
The system felt that it couldnât hold it in anymore. Bring over its Italian cannon3, so it could shoot its scum host to ashes.
âYouâre ugly, and donât I have the flourishing beauty that complements you? Weâre a match made in heaven; youâre ugly with style, and Iâm beautiful with class.â
The system pressed down its bomb-throwing hand. Bombs were too expensive, and it was reluctant to buy.
It couldnât even afford to buy rice.
Bai Weiwei: âThis plane is so relaxed. I only need to work hard and spoil, spoil, spoil, and I can get favorability. I donât need to risk my life, ne.â
The system laughed strangely: âEhehe...â
Bai Weiwei: Why do I have a bad feeling?
She stared blankly, then suddenly heard Feng Yunianâs voice. âYour Majesty, itâs snowing quite heavily outside. Is it really fine for the officials to kneel outside the palace?â
His voice was calm, but it had a trace of false pity and compassion4.
Bai Weiwei finished peeling the crab meat and placed it all on the place in front of him.
âItâs no concern if they kneel to death. My throne was built on spilled blood. If these people die, they will simply be replaced.â
She was an empress who successfully rebelled and directly founded a new dynasty.
She didnât fear civil officials revolting.
She indifferently lifted her gaze. She was calm and confident, as though even a thousand troops and ten thousand horses could not shake her.
This sort of charm was simply breathtaking.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Feng Yunian once again felt his heart become uneasy, and he lowered his head.
He pushed down the restlessness in his heart bit by bit.
Excessively asking for affection would not lead to a right end.
Bai Weiwei seemed to honestly like him. How could he not know?
But how long could the empressâs affection last? Only power was eternal.
His eyes returned to their former indifference, but his expression softened. âIâm simply worried about Your Majesty.â
Bai Weiweiâs eyes brightened. Her previous self-confidence was swept away as she jumped up in excitement.
âYouâre worried about me? Iâm so happy I could kill a tiger with my bare hands.â
Feng Yunian felt his heart full of plots served as a disgusting foil to her passionate and sincere emotions.
He clenched his fingers; then, his lips hooked upwards. His eyes held a false smile. âYour Majesty, the empressâs command token does not belong in my hands5. Please take it back, ba.â
Bai Weiwei: âDoes not belong in your hands? I immediately had people draft a decree. First, we will have you go through the procedure of being the head of the four consorts6 for two months. Then I will marry you, and you will become the emperor consort.â
1: 大é¸è¹: Chinese mitten crabs, or Shanghai hairy crab.â©
2: è²è±æ¹: literally lotus flower + lake.â©
3: æå¤§å©ç®: some sort of reference to a line from the TV series â亮å.â I think the exact line is something like âSecond Battalion Commander, what about your fucking Italian cannon?!â Itâs a line used when a situation is unbearable.â©
4: æ²å¤©æ¯äºº: to bemoan the state of the universe and pity the fate of mankind.â©
5: å䏿£, è¨ä¸é¡º: taken from âThe Analects of Confucius.â Means that something (a title, degree, privilege, etc.) was illegitimately conferred.â©
6: åå¦ä¹é¦: possibly based on the Song dynastyâs (970-1279) harem ranking, as out of all the other rankings listed on the Wiki page, most didnât even have a fei ranking. The other possibility would be the Qing dynasty (1636-1911). Still, here, the fei ranking is further superseded by both the imperial noble consort and the noble consort rankings, which would imply a rather big jump in rankings (2) from fei to empress (/emperor consort). Considering that Bai Weiwei is trying to make Feng Yunianâs rise to be crowned emperor consort fairly smooth and uncontested, it wouldnât make as much sense as the Song dynasty ranking, in which the four feiâs are directly below the empress/emperor.â©