Even emperors have it tough, so don't be too picky about the entries.

Chen Shao climbed onto the roof and stood beside Su Ruolan.

He immediately started to take off his clothes.

Under the moonlight, although the girl was dressed as a Taoist nun, her beauty was still undeniable.

In Chen Shao's heart, she was more like Dao Yuan.

He made a move to undo his belt.

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Su Ruolan was momentarily stunned. What was he saying about being in a hurry?

He immediately understood and his face turned bright red.

I'm an assassin, not a quick-handed person!

He grabbed Chen Shao's hand and pressed it down:

"What are you doing! Can't you be a little more rational? Who would do that kind of thing on the roof?"

Before Chen Shao transmigrated, he had seen quite a few of them on TV.

"There are quite a few."

"No, is that all you think about?"

"What else?"

This time, it was Chen Shao's turn to be stunned.

Didn't you specifically invite me up here to do something?

"What's the rush! Can't you enjoy the moon first?"

Su Ruolan was speechless, but she had no qualms about killing such a tyrannical ruler.

Whether this kind of person will become a tyrant in the future is unknown, but he will certainly be a short-lived ruler.

Rather than die such a gruesome death, I'd rather send you on your way sooner.

"Oh, you're quite romantic, but I really don't have time for romance with you."

Su Ruolan took a deep breath, suppressing her anger.

Pointing to the bright moon in the sky.

"Such a beautiful day, don't you know how to cherish the time?"

Tyrant, you're about to die, can't you at least take a few more breaths?

"Cherish the time?"

Truly, a courtesan knows not the sorrow of a fallen nation; even on a rooftop, she yearns for the moonlit flute.

She needs to be taught a lesson.

"Do you think I don't want to take things slowly?"

"I want to even more than you do, but I simply don't have the time."

"Didn't the Northern Barbarians retreat? Why are you still so busy? Is all a man can say is 'busy'?"

"The Northern Barbarians have retreated, but the internal traitors have not."

"With treacherous officials in power and regional military governors holding sway over their own armies, the people are suffering and the national treasury is empty."

"If I don't act quickly, within a month, the Great Yan will once again be trampled underfoot by enemy cavalry!"

Although Chen Shao's words contained some exaggeration, they were also a genuine expression of his feelings.

If they really give up, the capital will be in chaos within a month of Chen Yuan entering the city.

The newly formed 30,000-strong Iron Fist Battalion will soon engage in a major battle with the Imperial Guards and the Military Command.

If the Northern Barbarians seize the opportunity to march south again, it will be a foregone conclusion that their people will migrate south.

"The fact that I could spare some time to come up and spend time with you is already the greatest indulgence I can show. Don't push your luck!"

Su Ruolan fell silent.

Hearing Chen Shao say this, he felt a pang of pity in his heart.

"You? Can you change anything? You might die too."

Chen Shao said sternly:

"What do I fear in my crippled state? A formidable enemy is at hand!"

Su Ruolan looked up and saw that the man had his back to her. The moonlight shone on him, making his back look lonely yet noble.

At that moment, she even had an urge to bow down and worship.

Fortunately, she held back.

Then, as if possessed, I asked another question:

"Why don't you learn from your Chen family's ancestral debauchery and immorality? The country is already in such a state of chaos anyway."

Chen Shao turned around and looked at her with a smile.

"Drinking from the spring of greed, one feels refreshed; even in a dry rut, one can still find joy."

Su Ruolan frowned: "What do you mean?"

"I have transcended those base desires and remain untainted by the mud."

"..."

You're the one in a hurry; you're the one who's abandoned low-level interests.

Su Ruolan glared at him.

Perhaps if he survives, it will truly be a blessing for the Great Yan Dynasty.

No! I'm going to kill him!

I am an assassin.

He must die!

What does the Great Yan have to do with me, an assassin?

My belief is that he must die!

Su Ruolan turned around, her back to Chen Shao.

He held the pill between two fingers and placed it in front of him.

He sneered inwardly.

Chen Shao, after you die, I will make a paper figure of myself without clothes and burn it on your grave.

That's enough for me.

Don't blame me, we're on different paths.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Shao noticed that she had her back to him and her shoulders were trembling slightly.

Thinking she was moved to tears by him, he slapped her.

"Why are you crying? This is all I should do; it's my duty!"

His shot itself didn't have much power.

But he has the buffs of "Oath of the Peach Garden" and "Slaying Brothers".

With a gentle tap, Su Ruolan staggered.

His body suddenly leaned forward.

She slapped her hand squarely onto her lips, firmly shoving the pill she was holding between her fingers into her mouth.

The sucrose melts upon preheating.

A bitter medicinal taste exploded on the tip of my tongue.

When Su Ruolan regained her balance, she was completely dumbfounded.

poison...

She suddenly stood up and glared at Chen Shao.

At that moment, she felt that the other person was doing it on purpose.

The killing intent surged instantly.

You, Chen Shao, trying to play dumb to fool others, huh!

"Why are you making that face? Are you still going to mess around? I really don't have time to play your nonsense!"

So you think you're the only one with no time, and I, Su Ruolan, am the only one in a hurry? So you think I'm the only one who's shameless?

Go to hell.

Su Ruolan grabbed his collar and pulled him over.

"Let's do it!"

......

......

The Northern Mang camp.

Five thousand cavalrymen were stationed here.

Having just recovered, Helian Xiong, carrying out the Empress's mission, escorted Chen Yuan back to the capital.

As the number one warrior of Northern Mang, Helian Xiong naturally possessed extraordinary abilities.

That means they have thick skin and a strong ability to recover.

Even the most serious injuries can heal quickly on their own.

The metallic taste that came back up from my stomach seemed impossible to get rid of.

Every time I open my mouth, it feels like my lungs are being emptied.

Wu Xingyun thought he was dirty and told him to sit far away.

She and Chen Yuan sat on the ground across a whole roasted lamb.

Wu Xingyun raised his wine cup slightly towards Chen Yuan.

Her smile was as gentle as a spring breeze.

"This trip south has caused His Majesty much injustice, and Xingyun still apologizes."

She downed her drink in one gulp, showing great generosity.

Chen Yuan noticed the detail: she addressed him as "Your Majesty" instead of "Emperor Emeritus," and then nodded slightly.

"Of course, of course."

Wu Xingyun sighed.

"In fact, the previous war was just a misunderstanding. Your Majesty knows that our Northern Barbarians are few in number and are merely grassland tribes. Even with the advantage of iron cavalry, we have no intention of annexing the Central Plains."

"Even if we manage to capture a few cities by chance, there will be no one to defend them and no one to control them."

"It will only increase casualties."

"The war was only for some wealth. This time the harvest has been quite substantial, so it's best to end the war here. It's a win-win situation for everyone."

Chen Yuan didn't argue at this point, he just kept smiling broadly:

"Absolutely right, absolutely right."

Wu Xingyun changed the subject:

"But after the Emperor Emeritus returns to the capital, he will probably have to take good care of himself."

"Please forgive my bluntness, but Chen Shao's actions are too ruthless and lack any fatherly affection."

"He is disloyal and unfilial. If such a person were to become the ruler of the Great Yan, I fear the Central Plains would be plunged into chaos and suffering."

"How can our Northern Barbarian state stand idly by and do nothing?"

"As long as he's in power, the Northern Barbarians will feel like they're sitting on pins and needles!"

"If the people are truly suffering unbearably, it is not impossible for our Northern Barbarians to march south again."

"The Empress asked me to convey that the Emperor Emeritus is the true benevolent ruler, kind to his subjects and compassionate to his people."

"Let alone the Central Plains, who among us grassland people doesn't remember the good deeds of the retired emperor?"

"If the Emperor Emeritus can regain power, our two families will be forever united as brothers, and the Northern Barbarians will never again invade!"