CMWKSD -Chapter 184 Kill Whoever You Want?

After saying that, Emperor Fengyuan felt that no matter how bad Jiu Yue was, she should at least be able to say something that would satisfy him.

He turned his head—and saw Jiu Yue pinching her own little ear.

Her eyes were clearly thinking of something amusing.

There was even a faint smile on her face.

She had long since wandered off to who-knew-where.

Emperor Fengyuan narrowed his eyes.

This little brat!!!

Daring to zone out right in front of him.

No—look at that dreamy, rippling expression.

Emperor Fengyuan stood up and flicked Jiu Yue hard on the forehead. “If you dare say something like ‘because I saved Your Majesty I deserve a reward’ or ‘Your Majesty will back me up,’ I’ll immediately have the shadow guards and the Eagle Eye people pin you to the ground and beat you!!!”

Jiu Yue let out an “ow!” and clutched her forehead.

Seeing that she had stopped tugging her ear, Emperor Fengyuan said, “Pinch your ear!”

Jiu Yue pitifully pinched her ear again. Because her skin was so fair, the red mark on her forehead was especially eye-catching.

Emperor Fengyuan snorted and turned his head away.

Her appearance was just too deceptive—utterly unbearable to look at.

If he looked for too long, he’d soften.

“What? You already see me as a shining golden ingot, and I’m not even allowed to flick you on the forehead once?”

Jiu Yue pursed her lips, secretly grinding her teeth. Above her head, at least five or six shadow guards were hiding in the beams.

At the doorway stood more than a dozen, maybe twenty imperial guards. Oh, and there were several people from Eagle Eye as well.

No choice—Emperor Fengyuan truly felt that he and Jiu Yue were mutually restraining each other.

With Jiu Yue’s firecracker-like temper, she might one day explode right in front of him.

Better to guard against it in advance.

Jiu Yue, meanwhile, was thinking: tsk tsk tsk, so many people—can’t win, can’t win.

“You can flick,” she said.

Emperor Fengyuan sat back down on the dragon throne, genuinely exhausted.

Yet he spoke earnestly: “Jiu Yue, think carefully. When you risked your life to save me during the autumn hunt, was it really only because saving me meant I’d back you and reward you? Did you truly not think of anything else?”

Jiu Yue recalled her thoughts from that day. “Actually… I did.”

Emperor Fengyuan leaned back against the chair. “Oh? What was it?”

Jiu Yue blinked and began to think.

Emperor Fengyuan didn’t prompt her.

Jiu Yue wasn’t someone who could speak sweet words. Even when praising him, she’d just rattle off idioms like reciting a list.

With that mouth—if not for her medical skills and martial prowess—she’d be the type to live with her head hanging from her belt.

At any time, anywhere, someone could silence her forever.

“Ji Yiqing and many others said that Your Majesty is a good emperor. I thought at the time—since I’d just hugged your thigh, I couldn’t let you die. And also, if Your Majesty really died, wouldn’t the whole world fall into chaos? Then I wouldn’t be able to live peacefully either…”

Emperor Fengyuan truly didn’t know whether to laugh or be angry. Jiu Yue simply didn’t know how to be tactful.

But the overall meaning was clear: because he was a good emperor, his death would inevitably throw the realm into turmoil.

The Crown Prince might ascend the throne, but there would still be a period of chaos.

Emperor Fengyuan nodded at Jiu Yue. “So you see—this is my role. I am Great Qi’s stabilizing stone. With me here, Great Qi won’t fall into disorder. When I pass a hundred years from now, the Crown Prince will naturally inherit the throne.”

“But if I were truly assassinated, that process would inevitably turn bloody. No one knows how many more people would die. Don’t you agree?”

Jiu Yue nodded. That was exactly what she had been thinking.

Emperor Fengyuan continued, “And what about those ministers? Why did you gather them all around me?”

“Because if they died too, things might also fall into chaos,” Jiu Yue answered plainly.

Emperor Fengyuan looked at her with approval. Jiu Yue didn’t like to think deeply.

She only looked at the surface of things—but many times, the answer to a problem was simple to begin with.

It was they who overcomplicated matters.

“So you see—if you kill people casually, how many others would end up suffering because of it?”

Jiu Yue suddenly stiffened her neck. “But that Minister’s wife—she… she deserved to die! She and Jiang Qingqing harmed so many innocent men!”

Emperor Fengyuan didn’t rush to refute her. Instead, he first agreed. “Yes, the minister’s wife deserved to die. But how do you determine that every person you kill deserves it?”

“Anyone who provokes me deserves to die!”

Emperor Fengyuan choked, suddenly wanting to strangle himself again.

“Jiu Yue!”

Jiu Yue once more pinched her ear and stood there obediently.

“If everyone were like you—killing whoever they wanted…”

Jiu Yue’s eyes lit up. “Wouldn’t that be insanely satisfying?”

Emperor Fengyuan stood up and flicked her forehead again. Jiu Yue cried out, and for an instant, the violent aura around her almost surged forth.

Even her gaze changed for a split second—fortunately, she still knew where she was.

The shadow guards in the rafters were watching like hawks. Jiu Yue truly didn’t dare flick Emperor Fengyuan back.

“Then the entire world would fall apart!”

Jiu Yue looked at Emperor Fengyuan.

“Think carefully. What would the world become then?”

“A single argument could get someone killed. Someone in a bad mood might kill another. On the streets, you’d see severed heads and limbs at any time. Living in such a place—would that really be what you want?”

Jiu Yue thought about it—and suddenly felt that such a place… wasn’t that just Dark Moon?

In Dark Moon, strength reigned supreme. You had to stay alert at every moment, because there, as long as you wanted to, you could kill anyone.

As long as you were capable of killing them—you could!

“Would you truly be willing to stay in a place like that?”

Jiu Yue’s eyelashes trembled rapidly. Ever since she came to Great Qi, she had never thought about returning to Dark Moon.

The only things in Dark Moon she missed were the bed in her bedroom—and the cook’s food.

But in truth, that bedroom, that bed, even the cook—as long as she wanted, in the modern world, with money, she could have countless versions of them.

Even in ancient times, the same was true.

Seeing Jiu Yue suddenly fall silent, Emperor Fengyuan didn’t know why, but his heart ached slightly.

Still, he patiently asked, “When the incident happened, why didn’t you think of entering the palace to find me?”

Jiu Yue lowered her eyes and said nothing.

“Was it because you believed I definitely wouldn’t back you up?”

Jiu Yue lifted her gaze, wanting to say no. She… she had simply never thought of seeking anyone’s help.

Because in this world, aside from herself, she trusted no one—and sought help from no one.

“But when you detoxified me, detoxified the Crown Prince, detoxified the Chu family, wasn’t it because you knew that once I was saved, I would back you?”

“Then why didn’t you come to me at that time?”

“Did you think that between a lifesaving benefactor and a minister’s daughter, I would stand on the minister’s daughter’s side?”

Jiu Yue had no answer.

“Yet you also said that I am a good emperor, that with me here, the world wouldn’t descend into chaos.”

“So would someone like that truly stand on her side?”

“Rules exist for a reason. Without rules, there can be no order. So, Jiu Yue—do you really want this world to become one where you can kill whoever you want?”

By the time those words reached Jiu Yue’s ears, they had turned into something else entirely: Do you want to go back to Dark Moon? To live that kind of life again?