Can't a girl be a traitor like Cao Cao?

"Bring me my gun," Chi Junlin said calmly.

"Commander-in-Chief!"

Chizagu stared wide-eyed, unwilling to accept defeat.

"Let him come up."

The Red Emperor's voice rang out with a resounding thud.

Chizagu had no choice but to reluctantly make way for Yan Chunyu.

Chi Junlin, holding the iron spear that his personal guard had just handed him, pointed the spearhead at Yan Chunyu.

Then Yan Chunyu understood.

A look of joy appeared in his eyes.

It seems that it was so that someone skilled in martial arts could put on such a grand funeral for him.

This is a farewell song to mark the end of a glorious past and the end of an era.

Yan Chunyu died without regret.

Chi Junlin couldn't bear to see such a true hero, a symbol of the lingering glory of martial arts, die so tragically under a hail of arrows.

This will only make her feel sorry.

In response to Chi Junlin's respect, Yan Chunyu also showed him the utmost respect.

He took a light breath, cupped his hands in front of his sword, and said, "Spring Rain Thunder Sword. Yan Chunyu."

Chi Junlin smiled slightly and replied, "Emperor's Overlord Spear. Chi Junlin."

"please."

"please!"

Chapter 48 After the Final Battle

How will future generations judge the battle between Yan Chunyu and Chi Junlin at the sacrificial ceremony?

Was it a pointless suicide? Or was it to keep a promise to his beloved wife?

Or is it the end of an era?

But in Chi Junlin's eyes, Yan Chunyu was a true knight-errant.

Unfortunately, Yan Chunyu no longer possesses the strength he had during his revolutionary period.

It has the imagery of art, but lacks substance.

Therefore, the Red King emerged victorious.

And the victory was extremely easy.

The outcome of this battle will spread along with the news of the ascension of the fourth emperor of the Daijō era.

Everyone knows that Chi Junlin defeated Yan Chunyu, who was once famous throughout the martial arts world.

But Chi Junlin found it utterly uninteresting.

everything is over.

After the ceremony ended, Zheng Gaoda and his subordinates were cleaning up the mess.

Chi Junlin then carried Jiang Chengjun back to the inner city of the palace.

After a long day of travel, Jiang Chengyun seemed tired and felt sleepy on the way back.

When Chi Junlin carried her in, she leaned on his shoulder, wrapped her arms around his neck, and fell asleep at some point.

Upon entering the Qianyang Hall and passing through the Liyi Gate, one would see eunuchs and guards kneeling on the ground all around.

It is not only that the Kneeling Red Emperor holds great power, but also the imperial power symbol that he holds in his hands.

Chi Junlin looked up at the magnificent golden throne, a seat that Jiang Hao was once entitled to sit in.

But now, Jiang Hao is no longer qualified to sit there.

He had even been removed from the palace as the Marquis of Drowning, and from then on had no right to set foot here again.

However, there was another person sitting on the throne at this time.

Jiang Qianju had somehow ended up sitting on the imperial throne.

No one dared to criticize it.

Because everyone knows that in the entire palace, only Chi Junlin's word counts.

Jiang Qianju was the most favored. Only when she was spoiled and willful would Chi Junlin pamper her and let her do whatever she wanted.

“Chi Junlin.” Jiang Qianju looked down at Chi Junlin, her hands supporting her cheeks, looking rather cute.

"You brought the emperor back with you."

Chi Junlin nodded and replied, "To be precise, she is the emperor's stand-in, not the emperor himself. Jiang Chenghan is the one whose name is enshrined in temples and who is legally recognized by the court as the emperor."

"They're all the same, aren't they all your puppets?"

"If the historians hear you say that, they'll be unhappy again."

"What does it have to do with me? I don't care who's unhappy." She frowned and said, "I only care who makes me unhappy."

As they were talking, Jiang Chengyun, who was in Chi Junlin's arms, suddenly woke up.

She was wearing a small, exquisite dragon robe and looked around somewhat blankly.

Seeing that he was still in Chi Junlin's arms, he showed a relieved expression, wrapped his arms around her neck again, and snuggled close to her body affectionately.

Jiang Qianju frowned, looking somewhat unhappy.

"She is the emperor, and what am I? The Crimson Emperor."

Chi Junlin chuckled, "You're jealous of children too?"

"Chi Junlin! I'm not jealous! How many times do I have to say it?"

Chi Junlin smiled and said with a doting expression, "No matter who becomes emperor, you will always be the most outstanding princess in the world."

Jiang Qianju snorted and said, "That's more like it."

Then Chi Junlin turned his head to look at Yuan Zhaoji, who had been standing by his side, and asked, "How are the arrangements for the court officials?"

Yuan Zhaoji replied with a smile, "The court officials have settled in and are attending the banquet in the dining hall."

"Hmm." Chi Junlin nodded, then praised, "It's very good to have you as my assistant."

With a blush, Yuan Zhaoji bowed respectfully to Chi Junlin, appearing very humble.

Chi Junlin thought for a moment, then said to Yuan Zhaoji, "Now that Jiang Hao has been demoted to Marquis Nihun, he can be killed at will. What do you think? Do you want revenge?"

Wan Zhaoji hesitated for a moment, but still sighed and shook her head, saying, "Jiang Hao has now lost his throne and is crippled. For him, living is a torment. Perhaps this is the greatest punishment for Jiang Hao."

Chi Junlin smiled helplessly, "You're still too kind."

Wan Zhaoji could only shake her head with a wry smile.

Then Chi Junlin asked, "What about Yu Rou? How is she?"

Jiang Hao has now been demoted to the rank of Marquis, and Yang Yurou, his first wife, is no longer the Empress.

However, she still retained her status, so the Red King granted her the title of "Virtuous Lady" to preserve her reputation.

The remaining concubines in the harem all divorced Jiang Hao and had no further relationship with him.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhaoji said to Chi Junlin, "Lady Shude is unwilling to divorce Jiang Hao. She has now moved out of the palace, saying that she will take care of Jiang Hao wholeheartedly until he dies."

Upon hearing this, Chi Junlin couldn't help but shake his head and say, "She's just too stubborn and too soft-hearted."

"So, what does the Commander-in-Chief mean?"

Chi Junlin then turned to look at the little jealous person on the throne.

Jiang Qianju rolled her eyes and said, "Why are you looking at me? Just call him back. I can't stand anyone being nice to Jiang Hao. Okay?"

Chi Junlin smiled and said to Yuan Zhaoji, "Then let's summon them back."

"Here."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

In the imperial city, in a small inner garden outside the inner palace.

The courtyard was dilapidated and old, and not very large, but several detachments of the Zhenbei Army guards were stationed outside it.

It appears to be under extremely tight guard.

The courtyard was originally the residence of the deposed crown prince of the previous dynasty, but it was abandoned for several years after the Dazheng Dynasty moved its capital.

Later, when Jiang Hao ascended the throne, this small courtyard was used to guard the sixth prince who had been deposed.

Jiang Hao ordered the death of his younger brother right there in the courtyard.

Unexpectedly, the tables have turned, and this place has now become a prison for Jiang Hao.

It is said that Jiang Qianju and Jiang Hao are siblings, but they hate each other, largely because Jiang Qianju had a good relationship with the sixth prince.

Since Jiang Hao disregarded brotherhood and even ordered the death of his own younger brother.

Then don't blame Jiang Qianju for being utterly disgusted by this heartless and ungrateful scoundrel.

As for now, although Jiang Hao has been deposed from the throne, considering that Yang Yuru still lives in the courtyard, Chi Junlin treats them quite well.

The daily life was attended to by two eunuchs and four palace maids, and the daily expenses were based on the rank of nobles and marquises.

Although it couldn't compare to the privileges of an emperor, it was still considered quite comfortable compared to ordinary people, with three meals a day.

Aside from the loss of his freedom, Chi Junlin's treatment of Jiang Hao was almost impeccable.

But this is clearly not what Jiang Hao wants.

After the main hall incident, Jiang Hao was moved out of the palace and into a small courtyard, where his mental state gradually recovered.

Then he realized what his situation really was.

He felt numbness and loss of sensation in his lower body, and even smelled the stench of incontinence. The thought that he would have to sit in this desolate little courtyard like this from now on made him feel extremely painful. He covered his face and cried and laughed at the same time.

Hearing the "woof woof woof" crying sound outside the door, Yang Yuru couldn't help but feel uneasy.

But considering that she and he had been husband and wife after all, she went inside with the eunuch's help.

Then she instructed the eunuchs to change Jiang Hao's clothes.

Chapter 49 Let's go back to the palace, the General is still waiting for the Empress.

When the two eunuchs changed Jiang Hao's clothes, Jiang Hao quieted down.

Like a puppet on a string, he let the servants wipe his excrement and urine, his face numb.

Seeing his expressionless face, Yang Yuru thought of the past affection she still had for him.

She couldn't help but call out, "Husband..."

Jiang Hao looked gloomy, staring at Yang Yuru, seemingly lost in thought.

Yang Yuru sighed, then thought of doing her duty and wanted to help Jiang Hao tidy up his clothes by hand.

However, upon closer inspection, one could smell the stench of incontinence.

She couldn't help but think of Jiang Hao from the cesspool...

Yang Yuru couldn't accept it and couldn't help but take a step back.

But this small step back triggered Jiang Hao's sensitive nerves.

Jiang Hao's face quickly showed a resentful expression, and his voice sounded like a ghost.

He said to Yang Yuru, "You still remember I'm your husband? Are you satisfied with how I am now? Do you want to get rid of this burden and stay with Chi Junlin forever?"

Yang Yuru felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She then said, "If I have no love for my husband, why should I stay here?"

Jiang Hao, his expression growing increasingly vicious and sinister, said, "You poisonous woman, you should stay by my side forever, as my servant! You couldn't even protect my Consort Yu, my Consort Yu... I... I..."

As he spoke, Jiang Hao crawled toward Yang Yurou with a ferocious expression, looking extremely terrifying.

Yang Yuru was startled and took several steps back.