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Chapter 123

To be honest, I think my skin needs more toughening, I need to learn more from you.

After all, I don\'t dare to openly hug my husband and \'feed\' him in broad daylight like you do!"

Princess Qianyue fiercely pushed the man in her arms to the side as soon as Lin Zaozao\'s dirty words fell.

She stood up, pointed at Lin Zaozao angrily and shouted harshly.

"Lin Zaozao, I heard that among the people locked up in Border City, there is someone called Ji Fantian who is your husband.

You rushed here like crazy to save your little husband, didn\'t you! Princess Lin Zaozao, what if I order Border City to be burned down now..."

"Big milk cow, if you dare to burn down Border City, this old lady will throw you straight into the sea of ​​fire to accompany my husband\'s funeral!"

At this moment, there was not the slightest smile left in Lin Zaozao\'s eyes.

Damn thing, dare to threaten her with her husband, she was simply asking for death.

If she was just Lin Zaozao, a powerless and helpless village woman, then facing this situation, she would have had to submit to Princess Qianyue\'s power and status.

But now, she is the future empress of Han Country. As little Northwest said, if she kills the annoying Princess Qianyue, what can the empress of Fengshuo Country do to her?

After all, Princess Qianyue was clearly the one in the wrong here, not her, Lin Zaozao!

Hearing Lin Zaozao\'s threatening voice, the soldiers standing around Lin Zaozao and the soldiers standing around Princess Qianyue all raised their weapons and pointed their blades at each other.

Just as the stalemate intensified, Uncle Zhang walked forward a step and shouted harshly.

"Princess Qianyue, if you really burn down Border City, your reputation will definitely fall to the ground among the people.

Aren\'t you afraid that your mother, in order to appease the people\'s anger, will directly depose you under the public wrath in the future? You have to think carefully, it wasn\'t easy for you to get to where you are today!"

Uncle Zhang\'s words made Princess Qianyue\'s face involuntarily stiffen.

She was currently at odds with her siblings, if the Border City incident really provoked public outrage, then she would never have the chance to sit on Fengshuo\'s imperial throne in this life.

Although all of this was instructed by her mother.

But if she really provokes public wrath in the future, her mother might really abandon her to cover things up.

After all, she has many siblings, her mother has no lack of heirs.

With misgivings in her heart, Princess Qianyue instantly put on a smile, looked at Lin Zaozao loudly and said,

"Princess Lin Zaozao, I was just joking with you earlier! How could you take it seriously!

Look! To welcome your arrival, I have specially prepared a big gift for you, I hope you like it. Look! The big gift I prepared for you is..."

Following the direction Princess Qianyue was pointing, Lin Zaozao saw the soldiers behind her pushing several rows of musical instruments onto the open space between them.

"Big milk cow, what are you trying to do with these musical instruments?"

Looking at the musical instruments in front of her, Lin Zaozao also didn\'t know what nonsense this Princess Qianyue was up to.

She glanced in the direction of Border City’s gate, her Fan Tian was suffering inside right now.

Every second she delayed going in, he would suffer more, who knows how many more might die inside too.

At such a critical juncture, what is this big milk cow trying to mess around with these musical instruments!

"Princess Lin Zaozao, if you can sing a song for me and my husband with these musical instruments, then I will let you into Border City. If you don\'t sing, then I will order Border City to be burned down now and let your husband go down to hell!"

"Fuck! This is the most sinister woman\'s heart! Big milk cow, if I remember correctly, this Border City belongs to your Fengshuo Country.

The common people I want to save are also your Fengshuo Country\'s common people. You are now using your own country\'s common people to threaten me, a princess from Han Country, is this reasonable?"

"It\'s just an infected Border City with the plague, useless. This princess will abandon it if I want.

What? Does Princess Lin Zaozao not want to sing, or dare to sing? If you don\'t sing for this princess, I will order the city to be set on fire now.

I had tung oil poured around the city walls earlier, one spark and there will be no chance of putting out the fire."

Listening to Princess Qianyue\'s provocative voice, Lin Zaozao was confused for a moment. Why would a princess want to hear her sing!

Just as Lin Zaozao looked at the musical instruments in front of her in confusion, Uncle Zhang stood by her side and said in a low voice.

"Young mistress, after you have dealt with matters in Border City, you will be the empress of Han Country.

The reason why Princess Qianyue asked you to sing now is to humiliate you, and even more so, to humiliate Han Country.

Once you sing for her today, the historians standing by her will surely record that you sang today in the historical records.

This record will become your eternal shame, or rather, Han Country\'s eternal shame."

Hearing Uncle Zhang\'s explanation, Lin Zaozao craned her neck to look behind Princess Qianyue.

Sure enough, behind her were some historians sitting at book cases, waiting for her to sing.

This situation left her confused about whether to sing or not!

"Young mistress, don\'t hesitate. Or, I\'ll just rush up right now and take Princess Qianyue\'s head off, what do you think?"

Hearing Dashan\'s suggestion, Lin Zaozao directly shook her head. Since the other party dared to make this unreasonable request to her, they must be confident of getting away with it.

What’s more, there were already people holding torches standing next to Border City, threatening her.

Damn it, if it wasn\'t to complete the system\'s task, and more importantly, to save Ji Fantian, she really wanted to just turn around and leave now.

Treating this plague was too frustrating.

A damn song, she couldn\'t sing now, nor could she not sing.

But when Lin Zaozao saw the smug expression on Princess Qianyue\'s face, a thought instantly passed clearly into her mind.

"Big milk cow, I\'m here to save your Fengshuo Country’s people, and I still have to sing for you. I can\'t just sing for nothing!

Tell me, after I finish singing, what rewards can you give me?"

Hearing Lin Zaozao\'s voice, Princess Qianyue\'s eyes flashed with joy.

As long as this Princess Lin Zaozao sang, her plan today would be a success.

From now on, the future empress of Han Country once sang for her, a princess, and Han Country would be forever beneath Fengshuo Country.

And by smoothly completing her mother\'s task, her chances at seizing the throne would be closer.

"Princess Lin Zaozao, as long as you sing, I will give you this Border City. Look! This is the edict of transfer bearing my Empress Mother\'s seal.

You sing, and I\'ll give you the transfer edict. You don\'t have to worry about me going back on my word either, after all, I have the historians here, I can’t go back on my word."

"Is that so? Then can I inspect the goods first?"

"Of course you can! The transfer edict is right here, feel free to send someone over to take a look."

"Uncle Zhang, go take a look."

Although she didn’t know what medicine Lin Zaozao was selling in her gourd, Uncle Zhang still obediently walked over to Princess Qianyue, took the transfer edict she handed over and took a look.

After confirming, Uncle Zhang walked back again.

"Young mistress, that transfer edict is real. If I haven\'t guessed wrong, the reason why Fengshuo Country dares to so blatantly provoke you now is because they have driven all the plague-infected people in Fengshuo Country into Border City.

Border City is probably a dead city now. So Fengshuo Empress\' willingness to abandon Border City also makes sense."

Uncle Zhang\'s words made Lin Zaozao’s heart involuntarily tighten.

Her Fan Tian was still inside, how could she let it become a dead city! Not to mention burning it down.

"Uncle Zhang, do we have historians here?"

"Yes."

"Uncle, once I start singing later, have the historians record me singing down as well. Remember, record down the lyrics of my song without missing a single word."

"Young mistress, this is a humiliation to Han Country..."

"Uncle, trust me this once, okay? I guarantee it definitely won\'t humiliate Han Country."

Faced with Lin Zaozao\'s determined gaze, Uncle Zhang immediately swallowed back the words of dissuasion that were about to leave his mouth.

Never mind, if something that could damage the young master\'s reputation really happened later, he could simply get rid of the people across from them and nip the issue in the bud.

Dead men tell no tales. That was the most reassuring thing.

"Young master, go ahead and sing! Don\'t worry, uncle\'s got your back."

"Heehee... Uncle, with you saying that, I\'m reassured. But don\'t you worry either. I, Lin Zaozao, am not a complete fool who lets others bully me around."

After saying that, Lin Zaozao walked to the row of musical instruments, picked up a suona horn and looked at Dashan.

"Dashan, do you know how to play the suona?"

"Young master, I don\'t." Dashan answered honestly.

"Then can you at least blow it loudly?"

"I can blow it loudly."

"Being able to blow it loudly is good enough."

After saying that, Lin Zaozao placed the suona horn in Dashan\'s hands. Then she picked up a copper gong and handed it to Xiao Liuli. She grabbed a big drum and gave it to Xiao Taohua. As for herself, she took two bell-like instruments and wrapped them around her wrists.

"Uncle, I\'m going to start singing now. Remember, make sure our historian records the song I\'m about to sing for Princess Qianyue and her beloved word for word."

"Young master, we will definitely record it word for word." Uncle Zhang assured.

With Uncle Zhang\'s assurance, Lin Zaozao smiled happily. Next was her time to shine.

It was just singing a love song, what\'s the big deal? As if it was some difficult task. She knew how to sing love songs, but she was even better at singing nasty ditties!

"Young master, how should I blow this?"

"Dashan, Xiao Liuli, Xiao Taohua, you three follow behind me. I\'ll sing one line, then you three make some noise to accompany me. Just don\'t let the sounds of the instruments drown out my singing and that\'ll do."

"Is it okay even if we don\'t play well?" Xiao Liuli asked nervously, holding the copper gong.

After all, he had been a spoiled young master since childhood. Now having to play the copper gong to accompany Lin Zaozao\'s singing made him incredibly nervous.

"Xiao Liuli, Xiao Taohua, Dashan, remember, the more awful the sounds the better! Or did you think I was actually going to sing a song for that pair of disgusting lovebirds across from us? They sure think highly of themselves. Just look at them acting all high and mighty over there."