Chapter 866: It's me!

By the time the palace attendants around him noticed, he was already twitching all over and had rolled onto the ground.

Your Majesty!

The attendants' exclamation drew everyone's attention, and when they saw the Donglin Emperor lying on the ground twitching, everyone was dumbfounded.

What are you all staring at? Where's the imperial physician!

The scene quickly descended into chaos; a group of imperial physicians came to examine the Donglin Emperor's condition, then all turned ashen, saying, "We are powerless!"

Many officials and nobles from Xiliang City trembled with fear, wondering if their Majesty was about to pass away.

Your Majesty!

A mournful wail rang out; everyone turned toward the sound and saw, to their shock, Gu Huanghou.

She should have been confined to the cold palace; without the Emperor's order, she could not possibly have come out, yet now she appeared here openly, accompanied by her maids.

Upon seeing Gu Huanghou, Gu Dongliu's heart sank.

From the time the Emperor met with misfortune until now, only how long has passed? How could his aunt possibly have gotten the news so quickly? Unless she had been nearby all along, or this matter is related to her1

Thinking of that possibility, Gu Dongliu's gaze turned cold.

Gu Huanghou ignored everyone's astonished expressions, flung herself onto the Donglin Emperor and wailed heart-rendingly; in truth, only she herself knew how hypocritical she was.

The Emperor's death is entirely her doing. Rather than spend a lifetime in the cold palace, she might as well gamble! What she wants is wealth and glory, not this man!

Holy Son Lan Long had already returned to the Wuji Hall contingent.

"Wang Gang, since the Donglin Emperor has passed, that position is yours!" Holy Son Lan Long pointed at the Dragon Throne and said to a member of Wuji Hall.

These words instantly provoked everyone's anger.

"Holy Son Lan Long, our Majesty has just met with misfortune, and you're already doing this—isn't that going too far?"

Holy Son Lan Long disagreed, asking, "Where is it excessive?"

Gu Dongliu demanded in a low voice, "You lost our contest and promised to uphold your word, leading the Wuji Hall personnel out of Donglin Country and never again coveting that position!"

Holy Son Lan Long nodded, "Indeed, I promised, but so what? I am merely a Holy Son; naturally I must obey the Holy Lord's orders. Since he hasn't said that, I dare not do so."

"You want to welch on your promise?"

Holy Son Lan Long spread his hands, "I think I've explained myself quite clearly. If you have any objections, you can go to Xi Ji Shengyu to voice them to our Holy Lord."

"You shameless!" Gu Dongliu shouted, clenching his fists.

Holy Son Lan Long did not retort.

The Wuji Hall member named Wang Gang, who is the lowest rank in Wuji Hall, yet has been appointed emperor of Donglin Country—showing just how little Wuji Hall regards Donglin Country.

Wang Gang strode arrogantly toward the Donglin Emperor's seat, and no one dared to stop him, for opposing Wang Gang meant opposing Wuji Hall, which they feared.

Thus, a lowly Wuji Hall member, in front of Donglin Country's many officials and nobles, walked up to the Donglin Emperor's seat.

Seeing Wang Gang approach, Gu Huanghou wiped her dry eyes, knelt before him, and loudly proclaimed, "I respectfully welcome Your Majesty!"

Gu Huanghou thought gleefully, "This person before me is the new emperor of Donglin Country; from now on I will still be its empress!"

Although Wang Gang had slept with many women, he had never bedded an empress; seeing Gu Huanghou kneeling before him, he couldn't help but leer, his smile especially lewd.

Wang Gang plopped down onto the seat, and Gu Huanghou eagerly sat beside him, rubbing against him to curry favor.

Wang Gang had a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, yellow teeth and squinting eyes—so ugly it was unbearable; Gu Huanghou didn't mind, but anyone else seeing him wanted to vomit.

There is no doubt that Wuji Hall deliberately placed Wang Gang in that position to humiliate everyone of Donglin Country!

Of course, Wuji Hall would not humiliate Donglin Country for no reason; the main reason is that this place is Ye Qingran's homeland, so humiliating Donglin Country is also an indirect slight against Ye Qingran.

Aunt, you're simply stubborn and dense!

Gu Dongliu was utterly disappointed in this aunt.

Back when Ye Qingran was still in Xiliang City, she caused all kinds of trouble; I had thought that during her time in the cold palace she would mend her ways, but instead she became even worse!

"Dongliu, Aunt says this is the mark of a wise person who knows the times! If you're smart enough, come over and pay respects to our new Donglin Emperor!"

Gu Dongliu shook his head slightly; his heart was completely disillusioned with Gu Huanghou. From today onward, Gu Dongliu no longer has this aunt!

Holy Son Lan Long gave Wang Gang a look; Wang Gang understood, then stared at Gu Dongliu and shouted, "Someone, drag him away and behead him!"

No one uttered a sound.

Gu Huanghou sprang to her feet, pointing at the surrounding imperial guards, and shouted angrily, "Are you all deaf? Didn't you hear the Emperor's edict? This is your new Majesty; if you defy his orders, be careful lest he implicate your Nine Clans!"

The imperial guards looked at each other, unsure what to do for a moment.

The ministers present sighed lamentingly, over and over, lamenting that Donglin Country was about to undergo a heavenly upheaval.

I don't even know when Donglin Country acquired such an ugly, misshapen emperor.

A clear, melodious voice drifted over; everyone followed the sound and saw a solitary figure slowly walking toward them from behind.

She wore a veil, her steps light as a lotus, like a celestial maiden descending to the mortal realm, so beautiful that one could not look away.

Who are you?

After a brief stunned pause, Gu Huanghou demanded sharply.

Ye Qingran ignored Gu Huanghou and walked straight to the Donglin Emperor, who was surrounded by imperial physicians.

Under the astonished gazes of the imperial physicians, she lightly tapped her delicate jade hand on the Donglin Emperor's body; his ashen complexion gradually regained color.

Seeing this, Gu Huanghou's face changed dramatically.

"Someone, quickly stop her—she wants to kill the Emperor!"

"Who dares!"

Gu Dongliu shouted in a low voice.

Ye Qingran rose to her feet; the imperial physicians examined the Donglin Emperor's condition again and found he was fine!

"Your Majesty... is safe!"

The imperial physicians were all utterly shocked.

Just now the Emperor was clearly at death's door, about to pass at any moment, yet this woman merely tapped a few acupoints on him and he recovered!

Who is she?

Is she really a fairy?

Holy Son Lan Long didn't expect a veiled girl to suddenly appear and ruin his plans. His expression immediately sank, and he asked, "Miss, who are you?"

"Me?" Ye Qingran chuckled lightly, "I'm the boss of Qin Ge who killed a few Wuji Hall scum a few days ago!"

Speaking, she removed her veil.