Chapter 11633 — Where Is Cheng Shuang'er
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
Cheng Shuang'er took the blade, a fevered gleam kindling in her eyes, and turned to look at Wei Zhao.
The Queen gave a triumphant little laugh. "She's coming to kill you now. What do you plan to do, Wei Zhao?"
Her original plan had been to seize this chance to subdue Wei Zhao, to make him as devoted a lapdog as all the others.
After all, by any measure of what Wei Zhao now displayed, his strength and influence in the Inner Royal Court of today truly could not be ignored.
If she could hold him in her grasp, she would gain no small initiative in shaping the Inner Royal Court's order to come.
Though an unexpected wrinkle had arisen, she was in no hurry. Whatever means Wei Zhao had used, it was only a matter of time before he fell under her charms.
With victory all but assured, she could afford to play the long game.
"Is that so?"
Wei Zhao, however, was in no hurry.
Even as his words hung in the air, Cheng Shuang'er suddenly turned the long blade and laid it against the Queen's throat.
The Queen's eyelids twitched violently. "How is that possible?"
By now, not a trace of the dazed intoxication remained on Cheng Shuang'er's face; she was cool and calm.
Wei Zhao folded his arms and smiled. "Seems I misjudged you. You really weren't controlling her."
The Queen's expression changed abruptly. She stared at Cheng Shuang'er. "You were faking all of it?"
Cheng Shuang'er nodded frankly. "If I hadn't faked it, I'm afraid I wouldn't have lived this long."
"..."
The Queen could not help but fall into self-doubt.
One Wei Zhao she could write off as naturally insensitive, but now Cheng Shuang'er was the same. How was she to explain that?
Highly as she thought of herself, she had not yet sunk to the point of willful self-deception.
Truth be told, even Wei Zhao was somewhat surprised that Cheng Shuang'er had kept her head clear.
Without the cheat-like perspective of the World Will, beneath that peerless-beauty filter, this Queen's charm really did slay men and women alike, utterly irresistible.
By any normal reckoning, Cheng Shuang'er should never have been immune.
The only explanation was that this girl's destiny was truly beyond price—her very fate alone was enough to withstand the other's beauty and enchantment.
The Queen had run into a brick wall.
Cheng Shuang'er turned to Wei Zhao, her face apologetic. "Young Master, Shuang'er has troubled you again."
Wei Zhao smiled. "It's nothing. You did well."
Given Cheng Shuang'er's level of strength, to have come this far amid a sudden turn of events already deserved full marks—enough to leave even Wei Zhao impressed.
At this the Queen gave a cold snort. "Starting the celebration already? Don't you think it's a bit early?"
Wei Zhao nodded. "A bit early, yes, but no great problem."
At this moment, in the perspective of his World Will, the old monsters hidden throughout the Son of Heaven's palace had all begun to stir, moving with the wind.
Stirring this Queen before him felt, faintly, like poking a hornet's nest.
Things were indeed not so simple.
But this was entirely within his expectations. On this visit to the Son of Heaven's palace, demanding the person from the Queen was only one matter; the other, more important aim was that Wei Zhao meant to use this chance to test just how deep the waters of the Son of Heaven's palace now ran.
And for now, this was only the beginning.