After Her Divorce, She Escaped With A Strong Man To Farm Chapter 200 - Chapter 200: Chapter 200. Open Competition And Secret Fight

Chapter 200 - Chapter 200: Chapter 200. Open Compet.i.tion And Secret Fight

Chapter 200: Chapter 200. Open Compet.i.tion And Secret Fight

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Who are you?”

An Guangxing couldn’t care less that he wasn’t wearing any clothes. He stepped out of the bathtub and picked up the sword beside the bathtub.

The men in black said coldly,

“Someone who wants your life.”

An Guangxing quickly shouted before they attacked him,

“Men, there’s an a.s.sa.s.sin.”

Before he could finish his words, the men in black flew over. The thin swords in their hands shone with blue light and covered An Guangxing like a rain of swords. In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen b.l.o.o.d.y wounds on An Guangxing’s naked body. He tried his best to resist, but the other party was too powerful. His resistance was futile.

When An Guangxing’s soldiers ran into the tent, the men in black flew out from the top of the tent, leaving An Guangxing pierced in the middle of his forehead, with his eyes wide open.

Wan Yuxiang and the shopkeeper of Yongw.a.n.g Grain Store were also rescued by the men in black. So many soldiers were guarding them, but they could only watch as the men in black came and left like the wind.

In Yangxin Palace Hall, the Emperor was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back. His brows were tightly furrowed, and he no longer had the dignified composure of the imperial court. The n.o.ble eunuch silently followed behind the Emperor to serve him.

The Emperor could not help but ask,

“Little Guizi, what time is it?”

“Replying to the emperor, it’s just past seven.”

This was the fifth time the Emperor had asked this question, and the n.o.ble eunuch answered patiently.

“Why isn’t An Guangxing back yet?”

“Your Majesty, Commander An might have to go back and wash up before he dares to come and meet the emperor.”

“This An Guangxing doesn’t know what’s important now?”

The Emperor’s expression darkened. If Xiao Heng was still alive, would the Wan Clan dare to be so arrogant? These fools were useless.

II II

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The n.o.ble eunuch did not reply. The Emperor was temperamental. Now that he was scolding An Guangxing, he would call him his beloved minister when he saw him later.

Having been by the Emperor’s side for so many years, he had long known that he was a person who did not mean what he said.

They only wanted to use the An family to compete with the Wan family. Otherwise, they would not have been so polite to them!

“Replying to the emperor.”

A eunuch’s report came from outside the door. The Emperor said excitedly,

“Quickly announce it, quickly announce it.”

The smile on the Emperor’s face disappeared as soon as they entered. It was not An Guangxing who came, but his spy. The Emperor stopped the spy from kneeling and hurriedly asked in a deep voice,

“What happened?”

“Reporting to the Emperor, Commander An was killed, and the prisoner was taken away.”

When the Emperor heard the spy’s words, his eyes were filled with anger, but deep fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

An Guangxing was killed in the army, and the criminal was kidnapped in the army. It was clear how powerful Wan Yulin’s Wan Family Army was.

So what if he had the account book? So what if he knew that the Wan family was secretly selling the disaster relief grain?

Would he dare to take out any evidence without an army that could contend with the Wan Family Army?

That d.a.m.ned Wan Yulin refused to let him return to the capital. He wouldn’t dare to touch the Wan family with the army in hand.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it’s not good. The dragon fetus in n.o.ble An’s womb has fallen.”

Just as the Emperor was in a terrible state, the palace maid serving n.o.ble An ran over to report in tears.

The Emperor sat down on the dragon couch. His heir was gone again! It was over; it was over.

“What happened?”

The Emperor squeezed out these words, filled with hatred from between his teeth. The palace maid was so scared that she trembled and reported in a trembling voice,

“n.o.ble Consort Wan fed n.o.ble An a bowl of abortion medicine, and n.o.ble An’s dragon fetus fell.. .”

“B*tch, I can’t wait to cut you into pieces!”

The Emperor flipped the Kang table to the ground and scolded the ruthless Imperial Concubine Wan. As soon as he finished cursing, he heard a sweet voice,

“Is the emperor scolding Chen Qie?”

The anger on the Emperor’s face disappeared instantly when he heard the voice. He smiled at Imperial Concubine Wan, who was walking into Yangxin Palace Hall,

“How could Zhen bear to scold my beloved consort!”

Imperial Concubine Wan was wearing a delicate yellow palace dress today. On her snow-white neck was a string of sparkling pearl necklace. The necklace was especially dazzling. In the middle was a giant pink pearl, and on the outside were three rings of petals made of tiny pearls. It looked like a rose blooming on Imperial Concubine Wan’s neck, making her look elegant and graceful.

The thirty-year-old Imperial Concubine Wan had never given birth before. Her figure was still slender and slim, her face was pink, and her cheeks were peach. Her eyes were charming, and she was still lovely when she walked.

“Hmph, I caused your favorite concubine to have a miscarriage. Don’t you hate me?”

Imperial Concubine Wan’s fingers moved across the Emperor’s chest. Her sweet voice was like a feather that tickled the Emperor’s heart. After being married for so many years, she knew the Emperor’s body too well.

He carried Imperial Concubine Wan horizontally and placed her on the dragon couch. Imperial Concubine Wan giggled and wrapped her arms around the Emperor’s neck. Her smooth and tender cheeks were pressed against the Emperor’s face as she gently blew into his ears.

The Emperor’s eyes flashed with hatred. He wanted to kill her to avenge his son. He tore apart the expensive new clothes that Imperial Concubine Wan was wearing, pressed her under his body, and rammed her wildly.

The head of the An family had bloodshot eyes. In his anger, all the porcelain furniture in the house had been smashed into pieces. The floor was in a mess.

He had suffered two heavy blows in a day. His son had been killed, and his daughter had been forced to drink abortion medicine. All his plans had collapsed in an instant.

“Wan Shengchang, you and I cannot live under the same sky.”

In Yangxin Palace Hall, after the Emperor had vented the anger in his heart, he looked at the seductive Imperial Concubine Wan on the dragon couch. He almost choked her to death impulsively.

“Beloved Consort, please return to the palace first. Zhen still needs to see n.o.ble An.”

The Emperor put on the dragon robe and regained his dignity. However, Imperial Concubine Wan was not so easy to deal with. She sat up naked and laid on the Emperor’s body softly.

“Emperor, that s.l.u.t n.o.ble An scolded Chen Qie; you must seek justice for Chen Qie!”

“Beloved Consort, enough is enough. How can n.o.ble An scold you when she is deep in the palace?”

The Emperor’s expression was icy. This s.l.u.t harmed his Dragon Son and wanted him to kill n.o.ble An?

“Why not? She curses Chen Qie every day in the palace. I found a little person in her palace with my name written on it. There are even my birth characters on it. She not only curses me but also wants me to die. Emperor, you have to give Chen Qie justice!”

Imperial Concubine Wan’s tears came as she spoke. Her tiny pink fists gently pounded on the Emperor’s body. She cried so hard it was like a pear blossom covered in rain.

“You go back first. I have my own decision.”

The Emperor was unmoved. He looked coldly at the woman in his arms. The corners of her eyes were filled with wrinkles. He did not know how much palace powder she had applied to make it a thick layer. When she cried, two clear lines were drawn.

That An Gui was only eighteen years old and looked as beautiful as a flower, her skin was smooth and tender, and her body carried a delicate fragrance. Unlike the s.l.u.t, Imperial Concubine Wan smelled like makeup and was suffocating. Being with her could make one feel like dying. If one was with her, they had to think of killing the Wan family to continue their career.

“Emperor, when you first ascended the throne, you promised me the position of empress. After so many years, have you forgotten your promise? Don’t tell me that you only see the new ones laughing but not the old ones crying?” Seeing that the Emperor did not agree to her execution of n.o.ble An, Imperial Concubine Wan began to squeeze cat urine again. She did not see the Emperor’s face getting uglier and uglier, so black ink could drip out. She lowered her head and wiped her tears..