Coming of the Villain Boss!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Ye Mochen's face turned dark.

"Third Duke, if you don't agree, that beauty you hide will be broken, just like this hairpin."

A cold aura engulfed Ye Mochen. Ning Furong didn't seem to notice it and smiled. Her eyes were firm.

At first, she planned to finish everything here before finding him, but who knew that they would meet each other here.

Now, the empress of Purple Moon Nation was stranded in the burning Yangxin Hall and she had Ye Mochen's beloved in her hands. Even God was helping her.

"Prime Minister, let's settle the issue here first," Meng Liang reminded her.

"What are you anxious for? She can't run away." Ning Furong laughed at him. "Are you getting impatient already? Don't worry, she will be yours soon."

Meng Liang looked at Yangxin Hall. He felt worried.

Everything was too smooth…

Ye Mochen's gaze shifted away from the broken hairpin. His voice was cold. "What did you do to her?"

"Since she is your beloved, I entertained her very well." Ning Furong smiled proudly. "If you still want to see her, you should listen to me now and ask your men to leave."

If it weren't for this lady, he would have fallen in love with her before.

This time, when the plague occurred, that lady still came out to save people and that allowed her to be caught. Since she had the lady now, she would definitely serve her well.

"With just a hairpin?"

Ning Furong was very generous. "If you don't believe me, you can ask people to check now."

Ye Mochen frowned.

At this moment, in the hall, smoke was already starting to spread. Ming Shu raised her treasured sword and looked at the door that was about to burn down.

Ming Shu turned and asked Junjue, "Why are they having a conversation outside? Have they forgotten about me?"

"They must feel that you are not a threat anymore," Junjue replied indifferently. I didn't see you being nervous when we were getting chased around. Why are you nervous now?

"Why is Lord Zhou here with the drumstick!" I want to give a negative comment!

Hehe.

This is the main purpose, right!

Junjue got up. "We can't wait here anymore. Yangxin Hall is going to be burned down soon. We need to get out now."

"You will be shot when you leave," Ming Shu said seriously. "I will have to prepare a tomb for you. It is very troublesome."

Junjue: "…" Can't you pray about something nice?

What did I do to provoke you!

Why do you want me dead!

Calm down, calm down, calm down.

I can't be angry. Anyway, she's just a crazy idiot. As a genius that gives out love—I must hold on! I can win this!

Junjue adjusted his facial expression. "Your Majesty, do you want to die with me together here? Looks like you really like me. Have you loved me till this stage?"

Let's see if I can make you feel nauseous!

"Don't worry, I will definitely escape." Ming Shu smiled and patted his shoulder.

Junjue: "…" Where is my knife!

Ming Shu silently poked his wound again. "As for you, that would be hard to say. After all, you are so pampered and weak."

Pampered.

Weak.

I am not like this!

Ming Shu grabbed the sword and ordered the imperial guard beside her, "Come, knock the royal concubine unconscious."

Lianxin: "…"

The imperial guards: "…"

Junjue: "…"

If there is anything you want to say, we can talk nicely. Why do we need to some to blows?

Can you escape after you knock me unconscious? Or do you want to leave me here!

Insidious!

Ming Shu was afraid that when they fought later, she would scare him when she committed suicide. However, none of the imperial guards dared to go forward. Ming Shu could only pull up her sleeves. "Why do I need you all!"

"Your Majesty…" Don't come over! I will shout!

Junjue had already taken out his knife but before he could act, Ming Shu had knocked him unconscious.

"Take him away." Ming Shu gave Junjue to the imperial guards and smiled as she said, "If he loses a single strand of hair, you will have to be careful of your head."

The imperial guard that took Junjue almost threw him away.

This person is a hot potato!

Can I not take him?

…

Yangxin Hall burned, but no commotion came from within. It was as if there was no one inside.

Ye Mochen and Ning Furong were still at a stalemate. They didn't think that Ming Shu would be able to come out of the fire. Even if she did, she would not be able to run away.

Boom!

The flaming door was kicked down and it flew toward them. It landed between them. Ning Furong and Ye Mochen retreated at the same time.

Ming Shu grabbed her sword and walked out of the fire. The flames that danced in the wind almost singed her clothes.

Ming Shu jumped away in fear.

"Hey, have you all finished chitchatting?" Ming Shu patted her clothes and looked up at them. Her eyes were filled with smiles. "I gave you all such a long time and you two still haven't finished? Are you all talking about giving birth?"

I have finished all my snacks!

Ning Furong might have felt that she'd already won so she didn't continue her act in front of Ming Shu. She just looked at her coldly and said, "Your Majesty, seems like you are still not aware of the situation now. That is why you can still smile."

Sparks flew out of the sword in Ming Shu's hand. She pointed the sharp tip at Ning Furong. "No matter what the situation is, I am still Your Majesty."

As long as I am not dead, you are all my snack coupons… no, wait, nothing wrong with that.

Ning Furong: "…"

Ning Furong took a deep breath and looked at Meng Liang. "General Meng Liang, the empress is yours."

Meng Liang walked forward with a heavy expression. He even bowed pretentiously. "Your Majesty. I am sorry."

Ming Shu's voice was clear. "You don't have to be sorry."

I will make sure to hit you till you cry later on. Then, you will want to kill me.

There are so many people here. I definitely can't win against them. I think it is faster if I commit suicide.

Once she made the decision, she looked at Meng Liang even more calmly.

Meng Liang took up his sword and attacked Ming Shu.

Ming Shu stood there and didn't move. She just looked in the direction of the palace gates. Lord Zhou, you must hurry up. If not, I will have to sacrifice myself for the nation.

Meng Liang raised her sword weakly and it looked as though she could block Meng Liang's attack.

However, when Meng Liang stabbed her, the sword was suddenly lowered and Meng Liang's sword pierced Ming Shu's chest.

So easy?

Meng Liang's mind was full of these two words.

How can it be so easy?

He was not the one that managed to stab her. She was the one that welcomed his sword.

Fresh blood gushed out of Ming Shu's wound. It stained his sword. The blood flowed down the blade and dripped onto the floor.

The person opposite him looked at him and smiled.

A chill ran through his body. It started from his feet and gushed into his mind.

The burning flames turned cold and Meng Liang felt his body freezing up.

The sword was pushed out little by little and the person opposite him lowered her head.

Meng Liang couldn't help but step back. The flames burned high into the air as though they wanted to swallow her small figure up.

At this moment, the person raised her head. She was still smiling, but it was a different smile from just now. It was… eerie and sinister.

There was an indescribable fear taking root in him.

It sent chills throughout his whole body and he just wanted to throw away his armor and run.