Chapter 317 - 133: Gu Xiangzhu: My Little Friend Is Actually the Demon Monarch?

Chapter 317: Chapter 133: Gu Xiangzhu: My Little Friend Is Actually the Demon Monarch?

「Inside a commoner’s house.」

With his arms around Gu Xiangzhu’s waist, Zhao Ci spoke the words, "My dreams are filled with you." His gaze was laced with longing and disappointment.

Gu Xiangzhu: "..."

’He’s disappointed.’

’Is it because those scenes were only a dream?’

She could understand why Zhao Ci felt that way.

The Joyful Dream doesn’t lie.

Everything within it is a reflection of one’s innermost thoughts; it’s absolutely impossible for it to contain anything fabricated.

’In other words, he truly wants to marry me, have a child—preferably a daughter?’

’But...’

’What good would that do?’

’That bastard is far too scheming!’

’Short of destroying his Primordial Spirit and seizing his body...’

’...it’s almost impossible for me to ever have complete control over him.’

’The me in the dream...’

’...is not me, in the end.’

’I could never give up my position as the Saintess to live an ordinary life with him.’

’And he, naturally, would never entrust his heart completely to me.’

’From the looks of it, he doesn’t seem to know that I entered his dream.’

’So...’

’What should I do?’

Gu Xiangzhu felt as if her heart were a sealed boiler. Killing intent, like boiling oil, seethed within but could find no release, leaving her burning from the inside out.

’This bastard is too much.’

’To think he’d deceive me to this extent!’

Zhao Ci: "..."

He watched the wishes flashing frantically above Gu Xiangzhu’s head. It felt like riding a rickety old roller coaster, and he was terrified that the brakes would fail on a steep drop and it would be game over.

But this was the only way he could play it.

By pretending not to know Gu Xiangzhu had entered his dream, there was still room to salvage the situation.

At least Gu Xiangzhu would believe she still held the initiative, leaving them both room to operate.

The moment he admitted it,

the only path left for them would be to drop all pretenses and turn on each other.

With her status as the Demon Sect Saintess, she would never tolerate such a humiliation!

’But...’

’by pretending not to know...’

’...can I really weather this storm?’

Zhao Ci wasn’t sure. It felt as though someone was wildly beating his heart with the stick of a broken drum, yet all he could do was forcibly suppress every physiological sign of his terror.

He simply continued to hold Gu Xiangzhu, his entire being lost in infatuation.

With sleepy, hazy eyes, he said, "I wish I could have dreamed forever!"

Gu Xiangzhu: "..."

She felt an unbearable tightness in her chest.

But seeing Zhao Ci’s dazed, half-asleep expression, she assumed he was still lost in his carefree dream.

’Perhaps.’

’If the world were really like it was in the dream...’

’...an ordinary life wouldn’t be such a bad thing.’

’I’ll let him stay in his dream a little longer.’

She patted his face. "That was the Joyful Dream. You can’t stay there. To have come out of it alive is already a tremendous blessing."

Zhao Ci nuzzled her neck, inhaling softly. "Mm. You’re more real than the you in my dream."

Gu Xiangzhu sighed in resignation, freeing herself from his arms and standing up. "Get some rest. Don’t strain your mind and cause lasting damage to your Primordial Spirit. I’ll go prepare some restorative medicine for you."

With that,

she pushed open the door and walked out.

CREAK!

The door opened.

Outside, a deafening roar like a tsunami erupted.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

"Heh..."

Gu Xiangzhu sneered. "Not so quick to get to work, are you? But ’Your Highness’ just rolls off the tongue!"

The members of the Imperial Clan Court: "..."

Gu Xiangzhu swept her gaze over them. "What are you all doing here? You don’t need this many people to collect a corpse!"

Zhao Qing was startled. "Your Highness, the Tenth Prince... he..."

Gu Xiangzhu retorted, "Weren’t you all crowded outside the door just hoping he’d die?"

"Uh, well..."

The color drained from Zhao Qing’s face, and the other members of the Imperial Clan Court exchanged uneasy glances, choked into an uncomfortable silence.

But judging by Gu Xiangzhu’s attitude, Zhao Ci was probably not in mortal danger.

The old man in the lead rubbed his stiff face, stepped forward, and bowed. "Your Highness! We subjects have come on His Majesty’s orders to examine the Tenth Prince’s condition. If you would..."

Gu Xiangzhu’s smile grew even colder. She knew all too well what Zhao Huan wanted!

’He reacts fast.’

’Coming so quickly to check if Zhao Ci has been possessed.’

She waved her hand impatiently. "Go on in! When we return to the palace, I’d like to see just how His Majesty plans to punish you all!"

The men couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of shame.

The Imperial Clan Court’s reputation was utterly ruined in front of the Demon Sect.

They couldn’t understand for the life of them.

Why was a mere Tenth Prince worth the Demon Sect orchestrating two major conspiracies in a row?

And why were they willing to pay such a huge price?

It was like using a bomb to kill a mosquito.

Baffling!

It was truly baffling.

But there was nothing to be done.

The Imperial Clan Court had failed in its duty. They had to obediently accept the ridicule and punishment that was due.

The most urgent task now was still to check if Zhao Ci had been possessed.

This was Zhao Huan’s order.

They were not privy to many of the inside details of this major case, but since Zhao Huan had ordered them to check if Zhao Ci’s Divine Soul had been replaced, there had to be a reason.

Gu Xiangzhu didn’t stop them, merely watching as they entered the house.

The moment the door closed,

she could no longer conceal the malevolence in her eyes.

’Fine!’

’Just fine!’

’So you all think you can bully me, is that it?’

’The Emperor!’

’Shuimo!’

’Huangfu Song!’

’And that bastard inside.’

’Since you all take me for a pushover...’

’...then don’t blame me when I come knocking on each of your doors to collect my due.’

Gu Xiangzhu forcibly suppressed the killing intent in her heart and began to rank these people one by one.

Shuimo and Huangfu Song were undoubtedly the top priority.

From start to finish, this whole affair was their scheme, yet they kept me in the dark the entire time.

They clearly treated me like an outsider.

And they caused me immeasurable losses.

Next,

would be the Emperor.

He claimed to have lent me the title of Noble Consort for my convenience, but in reality, the benefits were negligible. The moment I showed any sign of rising, he was sure to suppress me from the shadows.

Of course,

killing the Emperor was impossible. It wasn’t in her best interest, nor did she have the power to do so.

But lately, the Emperor had been making one major blunder after another.