Chapter 866 - 865: Green Tea vs. Green Tea

Cheng Zhirang stood in place and thought for a moment. Just as he understood, he heard her speak again.

"He was originally a favored child of heaven, not as privileged as the Imperial Family, but also a talented individual. Now, you have poisoned him mute... Please spare him, I willingly consent to a divorce, you can torture me as you wish in the future, but I beg you, let him go."

"Ha, you truly have deep feelings for him, willing to be divorced and tortured just to make me spare him?"

Mu Qiu turned her head aside, he approached and looked down at her, his face full of humiliation yet restrained for love.

Pleading aside, more likely she hoped to provoke him into sending Shi Yuhuai to heaven midway.

"Fine, as you wish, I’ll spare him. But you’ve also said, he was once a favored child of heaven, yet now he’s utterly defeated and lifeless. Even if I let him go, he might not escape safely. If he fails to make it back to the Huainan Royal Mansion..."

Mu Qiu: Then I’ll be relieved.

She coughed twice, her voice filled with exhaustion: "Letting him go is already the best condition I can negotiate with you. As for other matters, can I intervene? Since I can’t change it, why tell me?"

Cheng Zhirang: "Well then, you should rest for now."

With that, he sat by the bedside, just watching her. After a while, he even had someone bring a fan to fan her.

The environment was quite comfortable, Mu Qiu couldn’t hold on for a few minutes and actually fell asleep.

Watching her sleep, Cheng Zhirang handed the fan to the acting maid, letting her continue fanning, then quietly tiptoed to the next room.

The pervert came again.

Shi Yuhuai was still internally cursing Mu Qiu as a lunatic when Cheng Zhirang sat opposite him, saying nothing and not moving, just staring at him.

One didn’t speak, the other was forced not to speak, silence flowed, and the atmosphere was quite oppressive.

After a few minutes, as Shi Yuhuai planned to close his eyes and pretend nobody was around, he finally spoke.

"She willingly divorced you, to stay here peacefully, in exchange for letting you go. I wonder, what about you is worth such devotion?"

He sat up slightly, a touch of sarcasm in his tone: "Family? Previously, when she was with me, she didn’t care about Aristocratic Family status. Talent? You may rank on the list, but above you are many more talented individuals. Looks... ha, far worse than mine.

Apart from these, character-wise, you merely benefit from a semblance of humility. When we loved each other before, she claimed her favorite aspects were my gentle courtesy and being both talented and charming, which you certainly don’t fit in your evaluation, barely making it at best. I think she hurriedly married you, thinking entering the Huainan Royal Mansion was still respectable. But now, you can’t give her that respect."

After this statement, there was another brief silence, then Cheng Zhirang stood up, turning to the actors in the darkroom: "Break his hand, let him go."

Then he went outside the darkroom, where guards bowed at the foot of the steps to seek his order. He nodded slightly, and softly commanded: "Kill."

Five minutes later, Shi Yuhuai finally achieved his wish in a brutal end scene.

No chains, no dark room, no perverts or lunatics insulting or harassing, he was sent back to the broken temple, hiding behind an Avalokiteshvara statue, sipping drinks and watching live streams.

His assistant slyly snapped a photo of him, posting it online with the program crew’s approval.

[Character offline, Brother Huai is as happy as a 300-pound child.]

Below were comments from viewers who followed along.

[Just knew he’d definitely be happy]

[Brother Huai, girls shouldn’t wear skirts like that, your legs are too wide open, and look, your leg hair is showing!]

[Finally free from torment, it’s cause for joy hahahah]

[Your scenes were quite numerous, Brother Huai, especially the forced medication part, quite thrilling]

[Is this the handsome red-clad youth killed halfway through? He clearly looks like a burly man, those spread-open legs]

[Can see how delighted you are, even your lips show a smile]

[Now with Huai gone, it’s really a couple show]

The couple show at hand was feigning compliance.

Without that damned "third party," Cheng Zhirang treated Mu Qiu "gently day-by-day" with medication, dressing, reading, painting, occasionally taking her for strolls, softly recounting past sweetness, introducing various flowers and plants in the garden.

He would pick a flower she liked in the "morning" and pin it in her hair, praising her beauty daily, even bringing out the shelved blue chubby fish for her to keep and play with again.

Except for the busy hours the Crown Prince must endure, the rest of the time he accompanies her in Qingyin Pavilion for conversation.

Mu Qiu pretended some slight emotional response, occasionally replying, even feigned drunken stupor and shared a room... The bedroom acting process went unspoken, merely a couple of shy words sufficed.

Yet such occasional responses often made Cheng Zhirang feel excited and thrilled.

She thought it was time to turn to the next twist.

Soon, the Crown Princess Consort and Consort Bai arrived at Qingyin Pavilion, specifically summoned her out.

The drama of three women was indeed intriguing, and even more, it was fabulously self-expressive.

"Oh, the Heir’s Consort is such a good-natured person, needing the Crown Princess Consort to specifically invite her out." Consort Bai seized the first line.

Mu Qiu stiffened, expressionlessly saluted, then directly retorted.

"Consort Bai is still as dumb and ignorant as ever, only knowing how to be someone else’s dog."

"You! Mu Qiu, do you still think you’re the beloved Miss Mu of past cherished by His Highness? Remember your status, you are now a Heir’s Consort kept outside, a disgrace to your family, the Huainan Royal Mansion, and even the Eastern Palace!"

"That’s none of your concern, why rush to be a dog? What’s the matter, unhappy that your sister won’t enter the Eastern Palace? Want to serve one husband together? Your tastes are quite heavy."

Plainly spoken words can choke someone to death, the NPC playing Consort Bai immediately glared, pointing a maid upwards: "Dare to disrespect a concubine, beat her!"

"You dare!"

"Why wouldn’t I dare?! Do you think you’re anyone special, even if beaten, what can..."

Only then did the Crown Princess Consort slowly speak: "Alright sister, perhaps the Heir’s Consort didn’t mean to, after being kept day in and day out in this little place, she’s understandably upset."

Mu Qiu said nothing, she stared at her calmly for a while, then suddenly laughed.

Consort Bai quickly yelled again: "What are you laughing at?!"

"I’m laughing at this Miss Zhang, still putting on airs as usual. Back then, relying on the Eastern Palace needing the Zhang Family’s help, she spoke to His Highness with constant warnings. I wonder if she’s just overly brave thinking she’s got nothing much longer to live. Look, and sure enough, what’s being a Crown Princess Consort? How many times has he visited you? Given you a good face? He probably doesn’t even want to act with you?"

The Crown Princess Consort tightened her grip on the handkerchief in hand, her maids’ hands also clenched, her mouth drawn downward, looking venomously at her.