CMWKSD -Chapter 146 Martial Duel

Emperor Fengyuan looked a little pale, and Jiu Yue’s mouth kept moving.

Oh no, she seemed to have blurted out some really weird things!

Jiu Yue thought that if one day a very powerful person were to bag her and beat her up, 99% of the reason would be because of her mouth.

Perhaps from experience, aside from looking a bit pale, Emperor Fengyuan didn’t have much of a reaction.

Still, he couldn’t help but ask: “So… even you have no solution?”

Jiu Yue hesitated: “Your Majesty, what you just meant was whether the Crown Prince could have heirs, not that he could personally give birth, right?”

The Emperor’s eyes flicked as he looked at Jiu Yue, whose guilty expression was practically screaming “I’m up to something.”

Finally, as if he’d realized something: “When you said the Crown Prince is extraordinary… did you mean he could personally give birth?”

Jiu Yue shrank back a little: “I… I…”

The Emperor suddenly stood up and, in three quick strides, was in front of Jiu Yue.

“Jiu Yue! Do you even hear the words coming out of your own mouth?!”

“The world is vast and full of wonders, Your Majesty. Just because you haven’t heard or seen it doesn’t mean men can’t have children!”

If only he knew—in novels, newborns from that “Bangzi Country” were all born by men! Hahaha!

Alright, technically, in the novels, most newborns in the world are born by men, including twins and triplets!

But Jiu Yue didn’t dare say that aloud.

Emperor Fengyuan, still vigorous despite his age, held Li Feng’s whisk like in the TV shows she had seen. It was the exact posture of a senior scolding a junior by tickling them with a beef tendon!

Jiu Yue yelped and quickly stood up: “Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The Crown Prince can impregnate the Crown Princess—or even the concubines! I… I just… my mouth was faster than my brain!”

Being young, Jiu Yue dashed away as the Emperor chased her two steps behind.

Even the Emperor seemed flustered, acting like a commoner chasing a child. Holding the whisk, he ran around the imperial study.

Hidden guards in the shadows: …

Should they step out and catch Jiu Yue now?

But seeing the Emperor chasing her with a smile on his lips, were his feelings anger or joy?

Li Feng said anxiously: “Your Majesty, please calm down!”

Jiu Yue: “I was wrong! I really was wrong… Your Majesty! After I detoxify the Crown Prince, he’ll be able to have his own children! Be happy! Don’t chase me!”

“Li Gonggong, help!”

Emperor Fengyuan stopped a few steps away: “Don’t run.”

Jiu Yue shyly hid behind Li Feng. If it weren’t for him being the Emperor, who would dare chase her down? Who?!

After spending so many days in the palace, Jiu Yue already knew there were many hidden experts, and she didn’t have the ability to escape unscathed.

A wise person knows when to yield. When it was time to be timid, she would be.

She grabbed her ears and blinked, using her pitiful face to plead: “Then… please don’t hit me.”

The Emperor stood still: “I won’t hit you, but I must strike you once to release my anger. Put your hand out.”

Jiu Yue wanted to turn her back—more padding, less pain—but thinking better of it, she tugged Li Feng’s sleeve to move in front of the Emperor.

Once in front, she hid behind Li Feng, slipping her hand out from under his armpit.

The Emperor and Li Feng exchanged a glance, both seeing the twinkle of mischief in the other’s eyes.

Jiu Yue really was the luckiest person in all of Qi!

The Emperor wasn’t truly angry—he was overflowing with joy and had no one to share it with. All these emotions had nowhere to go.

But Jiu Yue’s noisy antics allowed him to interact with a junior in a way he never had before.

Honestly, it felt good. That long-standing blockage in his chest began to dissolve with every word from Jiu Yue.

If Heaven doesn’t destroy the Chu family, then the Chu family will hold power longer, bringing peace and prosperity to the land, with the people well-fed and the nation at ease!

The Emperor flicked the whisk, lightly brushing Jiu Yue’s hand. She yelped, startling Li Feng.

The Emperor laughed with delight: “I haven’t even hit you yet.”

Jiu Yue pressed her lips together: “Your Majesty, these hands of mine still need to detoxify the Crown Prince, the Prince of Fortune, Princesses… so you can’t hit me.”

The Emperor waved his hand, feeling refreshed after the chase.

“Enough. Prepare well. I’ll have the young prince brought to the palace. Whatever is needed, let Eagle One assist you. But the detox must be kept secret; no one outside the royal family must know. Understood?”

Jiu Yue nodded quickly and withdrew her hand.

Ji Yiqing and Ji Chaomian would definitely know, given their intelligence—but it wasn’t her words that gave it away!

The detox location was set in a secret room—no eunuchs or palace maids were involved.

All helping Jiu Yue were Eagle Eye operatives, wearing eagle masks, dressed in black, standing at attention.

At her command, they would move. Most were under 1.8 meters, averaging 1.75–1.8 meters, well-proportioned, standing silently in black.

It was intimidating, but Jiu Yue, being bold, finished her instructions and went out to the courtyard.

Eagle One followed her closely, every step.

Jiu Yue had long wanted to test the skills of Eagle One, the leader of the Eagle Eye operatives.

Although she was skilled in martial arts, Jiu Yue had never considered herself the best in the world—especially in an era where martial arts were highly developed, with assassins, spies, secret guards…

Countless martial organizations existed.

She wanted to face one of the top experts in this dynasty for a few moves, to understand her own weaknesses.

As she stood in the courtyard, Eagle One silently followed two steps behind—partly for protection, partly for surveillance.

Jiu Yue spread her fingers like claws, twisted sharply, and struck toward Eagle One.

Eagle One’s pupils constricted. Before his mind could react, his body moved instinctively.

He raised his hand in a block, redirecting Jiu Yue’s strike with minimal effort.

The other Eagle Eye operatives rushed out quickly.

Eagle One glanced at Jiu Yue and immediately understood her intention.

He ordered the others: “Do not move!”

Then, Eagle One sparred with Jiu Yue.

Having seen Jiu Yue’s efficiency in striking and fighting, Eagle One recognized her skill.

Today, both fought with full strength.

After fifty exchanges, they were still evenly matched.

After a hundred exchanges, Eagle One was slightly disadvantaged.

The same old issue: Jiu Yue learned lethal techniques. Eagle Eye operatives trained mainly for protection.

So it wasn’t that Jiu Yue’s martial arts were stronger—it was simply a difference in specialization.

If Jiu Yue protected someone, that person might die. But Eagle One, if tasked with protection, wouldn’t let even a fly pass his defense.

Jiu Yue withdrew her hand, both panting slightly.

Admiration shone in Eagle One’s eyes: “Dr. Jiu Yue, your skills are even better than I imagined.”

Jiu Yue bowed, imitating martial arts tradition: “Flattery, flattery. I just do this to make a living.”

The Eagle Eye operatives watching from the corridor were astonished.

Although no winner had been declared, those who knew martial arts could tell.

After a hundred moves, Eagle One revealed several fatal points—weak spots that Jiu Yue could have exploited to kill him.

So, technically, Jiu Yue had won.