SBCEJM -Chapter 96 A Million Gossip Points for a New Life! Brother… Finally Stood Up Again!

He looked at Feng Zexuan and said word by word, “From this day forward, you are still the Northern Suppression King, and the Northern Suppression King can only be you.”

“You are not allowed to miss the morning court.”

“You are not allowed to refuse any task assigned by Me!”

Xiao Juechen watched her little face collapse instantly, the corners of his lips lifting ever so slightly.

“As for those little thoughts in your head…”

He deliberately emphasized his tone.

“Pack them all away for Me!”

【What?! A lifetime corporate slave? And I still have to wake up early every day to clock in? My retired salted-fish life is completely ruined!】

Feng Zexuan wailed inwardly, instantly losing all spirit.

The system sighed faintly. 【Host, it seems you can only choose between money and freedom.】

【Forget it, forget it. Work is work. Better than having my glittering gold deducted! As long as the golden mountain remains, there’ll always be firewood to burn!】

She immediately figured it out and switched to an expression full of loyalty.

“This subject obeys the decree! I shall devote myself wholly to Your Majesty and die only after exhausting all efforts!”

“Then…” Feng Zexuan’s eyes rolled around as she carefully probed, “Once my brother recovers, he…”

Xiao Juechen tapped the dragon throne’s armrest lightly with his fingertips and pondered for a moment.

Since Feng Zekai had managed to earn the title of Third-Ranked Scholar, he was clearly a talent worth cultivating.

Now that it was impossible for him to continue impersonating his sister as king, his abilities still shouldn’t go to waste.

“Once he recovers, he may begin again as a compiler in the Hanlin Academy, just like your previous position. As for his future, that will depend on his own destiny.”

This arrangement could not have been better!

Feng Zexuan was overjoyed, and this time she kowtowed with genuine sincerity.

“On behalf of my elder brother, this subject thanks Your Majesty for your boundless grace!”

Before leaving, she pulled out the thick letter from her robe and respectfully presented it with both hands.

“Your Majesty, this is… a handwritten letter entrusted to me by the new king of Tingxia.”

Xiao Juechen accepted the letter, his expression complicated.

As for the absurd incident of the two princes swapping identities, he had already learned about it from secret reports two months ago.

At the time, that rebellious son had angered him so badly his liver hurt. He had immediately ordered the impostor in the Second Prince’s residence thrown into the imperial prison, while all his followers were completely purged.

He tore open the envelope and scanned through it rapidly.

In the letter, Xiao Mingyu first spent several pages apologizing for his ridiculous actions and begging forgiveness.

The next few pages painted grand promises, assuring that he would govern Tingxia well and generate revenue for Great Xia.

Only at the very end did he ask his father not to vent his anger on the wives and concubines remaining in his residence.

Through the system’s retelling, Feng Zexuan already knew the contents of the letter.

【Tsk. Running off to the grasslands to play mountain king and leaving behind a mountain of messes. Only now does he remember to care about his wives? Typical scumbag behavior—heartless after getting what he wanted, completely irresponsible.】

Hearing the brutally accurate criticism, Xiao Juechen’s lips twitched.

Before he could speak, Feng Zexuan proactively stepped forward with advice.

“Your Majesty, this subject believes the Second Prince’s consort and concubines are all innocent.”

Feng Zexuan cupped her hands respectfully, her voice clear and bright.

“The Second Prince’s crimes should not be borne by them.”

“Why not give them a choice? Those who wish to leave may be granted divorce papers or release documents, along with a generous settlement so they may live the rest of their lives free from worry.”

“As for those unwilling to leave, let them continue living in the prince’s estate while the imperial family provides for them properly. That would also preserve the dignity of the royal household.”

Xiao Juechen looked at her for a moment before nodding.

“Approved.”

This girl might love money and fun, but she possessed principles and kindness deep in her heart. That was what he valued most.

After returning to the Feng residence, Feng Huai’an repeated the emperor’s decision word for word. The hearts hanging in Li Yunluo and Feng Zekai’s throats finally settled back into place.

The family of four shared a reunion dinner after surviving disaster.

After the meal, Feng Zexuan dragged her brother straight back to Tingzhu Courtyard.

She shut the door behind them, her expression solemn as she ordered the system.

【System, exchange for the “Rebirth Body-Remodeling Pill”!】

【Ding! Exchange successful. One million gossip points deducted. Remaining balance: 1.8 million gossip points.】

A white pill appeared in her palm, giving off a faint medicinal fragrance.

“Brother, eat this.”

She handed over the pill, her eyes full of anticipation.

“Once you take it, your legs will be able to stand again!”

Seeing the bloodshot eyes from his sister’s exhaustion, Feng Zekai accepted the pill and swallowed it without hesitation.

The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and warmth slid down his throat.

The next second, indescribable agony exploded throughout his body!

He groaned heavily as cold sweat instantly covered his forehead.

Every meridian in his body felt torn apart inch by inch. His atrophied muscles burned like fire, while his bones cried out under unbearable strain.

He clenched his teeth tightly, refusing to cry out in pain.

He could not let his sister worry!

The agony came quickly and vanished just as fast.

Moments later, a warm current surged through all four limbs and every vein in his body. Strength once again flooded his long-ailing frame.

Under Feng Zexuan’s tense gaze, Feng Zekai slowly exerted force with both legs.

Amid a series of fine crackling sounds, his trembling body gradually—and firmly—pushed itself upright.

He… stood up!

Both feet landed solidly on the ground.

The sense of stability he had lost for nearly half a year instantly made his nose sting with emotion.

He lifted one foot and set it down.

Then lifted the other and set it down.

Such simple movements, yet he performed them with incomparable solemnity.

This was real!

This wasn’t a dream!

He cautiously tried taking two steps. From awkwardness came steadiness, and eventually he even jogged a few small paces.

“I… I can stand… Xuan’er, I really can stand again!”

Feng Zekai’s voice trembled with wild joy.

He abruptly raised his head to look at his sister—the sister who had held up the heavens for him.

“Xuan’er!”

“That’s wonderful! Brother, you finally stood up again!”

Feng Zexuan watched silently from the side, smiling more happily than anyone else.

“I feel even stronger than before.”

“Let’s hurry and find Father and Mother! Let them be happy too.”

Feng Zexuan pulled an ancient-looking protective talisman out from her space.

“Brother, this peace talisman was gifted by Tingxia’s old shaman. It’s been passed down for three hundred years and protected thirteen generations of khans. Later, just tell Father and Mother this talisman worked its miracle, alright?”

Feng Zekai gripped the talisman tightly and nodded solemnly.

He knew his sister’s secret.

And he would spend the rest of his life protecting her.

When Feng Huai’an and Li Yunluo saw their son walking steadily through the courtyard, both of them froze in place.

Li Yunluo covered her mouth as tears burst forth.

Feng Huai’an’s eyes reddened as he rushed forward in several quick strides and embraced Feng Zekai tightly, patting his back.

“Good! Good! My son!”

That night, the Feng residence overflowed with joyful tears and laughter.

Late at night, Feng Zexuan lay on her bed, still too excited to sleep.

She had not forgotten the score she needed to settle from the imperial court earlier that day.

【System, you didn’t forget the names of those people who impeached me today, right?】

【Host, please do not question this system’s professional standards and memory.】

The system immediately responded.

【Vice Minister of War Zhao Yong, Censor Li, Wang Shiwu from the Ministry of Revenue… twelve people in total. Not one more, not one less. The list has already been bolded, highlighted in red, and pinned to the top.】

A cold smile curled across Feng Zexuan’s lips.

【A gentleman takes ten years to avenge himself. A petty woman takes revenge morning till night.】

【System, exchange for twelve “Dreams of Yellow Millet”!】

【Ding! “Dream of Yellow Millet,” D-rank item. Allows the target to experience a designated script within a dream, with one hundred percent realism. Twelve copies total twelve thousand gossip points. Deduction complete.】

【Let those stubborn old fossils who constantly preach “Three Obediences and Four Virtues” and “a woman’s duty belongs within the inner household” personally experience the “blessings” they keep talking about.】

Feng Zexuan’s thoughts spun rapidly like the most vicious screenwriter alive.

【Listen carefully to the twelve scripts. First: a poor peasant girl squeezed dry by parents who favor sons, eventually forced to marry a fool in exchange for dowries for her three younger brothers. Second: a courtesan fallen into the brothel world, witnessing all the filth of humanity before finally dying from illness in a mass grave…】

【In short, the twelve scripts should be as miserable as possible! Make sure they experience every detail vividly enough that they still remember everything after waking up!】

【Host, your heart is truly ruthless!】 the system exclaimed sincerely.

【Hmph. This is called immersive roleplay therapy.】

Feng Zexuan sneered.

【I’m giving them free opportunities to experience different lives. They should be thanking me. Now, begin.】

As her words fell, twelve invisible streaks of light pierced through the night sky, flying toward twelve different residences across the capital.

Tonight, may you all have pleasant dreams.