Coming of the Villain Boss!

At the Immortal Tower…

This was the new palace that Ming Shu ordered people to build. It was carved very carefully and precisely in every corner, with thin veils floating in the four directions, and it looked like a real immortal palace.

Ming Shu took Junjue to the highest position in the Immortal Tower. Looking afar, the entire capital city was within their sights.

And at this time, the royal palace below was covered with red silk cloth everywhere, as if occupied by red flames. Viewing from this height, it was shockingly and extremely beautiful.

Junjue: “…” WTH? I really become the Su Daji that wrecks the country and brings ruin to the people?

Director, this plotline doesn’t seem right!

Ming Shu put Junjue on the soft couch and looked down at him. “Do you like it?”

If I say I don’t like it, will I be beaten dead? I want you to like me! What are these unpractical things about…

“Yes.” Junjue didn’t follow his heart. “I like everything you do for me, Your Majesty.”

“How do you know I did it for you?” Ming Shu smiled.

“If it’s not for me, then who, Your Majesty?” A ghost?

Ming Shu revealed an ill-disposed smile. “Your successor.”

Junjue cursed angrily inside. I’m still alive, and you’re thinking about the next one! Why don’t you go to hell!

Screw your successor!

Junjue calmed himself down and said, “You’re very far-sighted, Your Majesty.”

Ming Shu continued to piss him off. “How do you like it? Just for reference, if there’s anywhere that’s not good, I’ll order them to change it.”

Junjue pulled his mouth. “Tear them down, Your Majesty, they’re all ugly.”

Ming Shu looked at him interestingly.

What are you looking at? Haven’t you seen a handsome guy before?

Ming Shu sat opposite him and poured herself a glass of good wine. Its thick aroma floated in the air. She raised the fine glass and smiled lightly. “Is there anything you want to tell me?”

Junjue tilted his head to look at her. Her figure was reflected in his black eyes, and it seemed she was the only one left in the world.

Is there anything I want to tell her?

What does she want to hear?

A cool breeze blew past the handrail, and the thin veils floated slightly. There seemed to be some faint tinkle of bells come from the remote sky.

But it was dead silent on the Immortal Tower. The two seemed to have fallen into another bizarre dimension, and they didn’t say anything.

Ming Shu drank the good wine one glass after another. Junjue looked at the floating clouds and the sky with remote eyes, thinking something alone.

“Your Majesty.”

Ming Shu put down the glass and waited.

After a long while, Junjue said, “Let’s go back.”

Ming Shu was silent for a while. She drank up the last glass of wine, then stood up to hold him and took him to the new living palace in the Immortal Tower.

After that day, Junjue fell into a coma, dying. The imperial physicians were on tenterhooks all day, fearing that the royal concubine would be gone any minute.

The entire royal palace fell into an oppressive atmosphere.

Ming Shu had long stopped attending the sessions. She spent all her time with Junjue in the Immortal Tower.

No matter what the ministers said, she refused to step into the throne room.

“Your Majesty…” The imperial physician said hesitantly, “It’s probably tonight…”

Tonight…

Ming Shu tore the dessert in her hand into pieces, which then fell onto the plates.

“There’s no other way?”

The imperial physician kneeled down immediately. “I’ve done my best.”

Ming Shu waved away all others in the Immortal Tower. Only she and Junjue were here now.

Junjue lay in the bed. His lips under the mask were as pale as paper. Ming Shu reached out to rub them, then she bent over and said in a low voice, “Junjue, you really don’t have anything to tell me?”

Junjue’s eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes with difficulty. It was blurry in front of him, and he could barely see anything. He could only look at the person in front of him by feeling.

He opened his lips slightly and a hoarse voice sounded from his throat. “Your Majesty… I like you.”

Ming Shu held his hand more tightly.

Junjue thought he surely wouldn’t get her answer and his consciousness drifted further and further. Some grotesque scenes flew up and down in his brain, but in the end, all he could see were her figures.

Familiar and strange…

Junjue used up his remaining strength and held Ming Shu’s hand.

He approached Ming Shu’s ear and said, one word by one word, “My name is Qi Yu, don’t forget, and I…”

The hand holding her loosened. Ming Shu looked up slowly. The man had stopped breathing.

Ming Shu was stunned at first, then sat up straight. She looked calm and normal, as if Junjue was just sleeping and she would wait for him to wake up.

The red candles burned in the hall.

When twilight came and the glow leaped from the horizon, the girl at the bedside reached out to adjust Junjue’s clothes.

She got up and stood at the bedside with eyes lowered.

“Ming Shu.”

My name is Ming Shu.

Ming Shu stood for a little longer before opening the door and walking out.

“The royal concubine passed away—”

The red silk in the capital city was replaced by white silk. The royal concubine’s funeral was huge and grand.

Lianxin looked at the figure afar and sighed.

The entire world knew Her Majesty liked the royal concubine, but the royal concubine didn’t.

…

After Junjue’s death, the imperial harem became empty. No matter what the ministers said, Ming Shu never took anyone new.

Instead, she sent things to the Immortal Tower from time to time, as if its owner was still alive.

In the session, she became even more casual. Eating, sneaking off, leaving the session at any time…

The ministers were angry but didn’t dare say anything, and some of them were angered to the point of their hair turning gray. Even the cool Prime Minister Zhou was almost angered to the point of heart trouble several times.

Fortunately, except for the unconcentrated attitude in sessions, Her Majesty didn’t make any huge mistake in political affairs.

The ministers could only swallow the bullets. Having been arranged with such an empress, what else could they do?

Revolt collectively?

One year later…

Ye Mochen revolted. Ming Shu lacked drive and only ordered a few soldiers to resist casually, then she abdicated.

Right, she abdicated. She threw the imperial jade seal, which represented the throne, to Ye Mochen, and burned down the Immortal Tower in a fire, then left the imperial city.

She only took away Junjue’s ashes, nothing else.

Later Ye Mochen restored the Immortal Tower. But some old people in the palace always felt something was missing.

This Immortal Tower was not that Immortal Tower.

It was already several years later when Ming Shu came back to the Cloud Room. She died of coldness.

Anyway, she never died in a normal way. Coldness could even be counted as a relatively normal manner of death, so Ming Shu accepted it calmly.

Name: Ming Shu

Hatred Points: 250000

***: *****

Additional Task: Failed

Hidden Task: Gained 20000 Hatred Points

The cloud screen showed her data gradually. Ming Shu took a glance and then averted her gaze, sitting on a cloud with legs crossed.

“Harmony System, we need to talk.”

[What do you want to talk about, Guest?]

Ming Shu tilted her head and smiled. “It should be you who needs to tell me something.”

One psychopath was enough, and now another appeared…

[Guest, do you want me to play some little goblins fighting?]

Ming Shu: “…” Who the hell wants to see that. Am I that kind of person!

The Harmony System didn’t care and immediately played the blue film for Ming Shu.

Ming Shu didn’t know the Harmony System was really stupid or deliberately playing the fool.

Anyway, she didn’t get any useful information. As long as she tried to ask, the Harmony System would begin to play the blue film, which was powerful and shameless.

The key was it had mosaics!

I should definitely report this demon!