You Cannot Afford To Offend My Woman

"Want to kill this Emperor? This Emperor is curious about your motive for murder," Jing Zhengtian asked in a deep voice, sensing that this man would be formidable.

Ye Hua took out a cigarette and lit it, saying, "When you die, there will naturally be someone willing to replace you."

"Ha! So you want to seize the throne of this Emperor. Let's see if you have the strength for that!" Before he could finish his words, he felt his throat being grasped, and his entire body was lifted up.

Ye Hua exhaled a puff of smoke, saying, "I don't think I need to prove my strength to you. Your death will help someone else."

"Wait! Wait! I can give you anything!!! Whatever you want, let's discuss it properly!!!" Jing Zhengtian hurriedly pleaded, realising that he was no match for this opponent. He had no idea he had just been attacked.

Moreover, his powers were completely sealed! When was he sealed off?

"You just mentioned it, didn't you? The throne," Ye Hua said calmly.

"Alright, I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you."

"No, I'm not interested in your throne. Someone else is interested," Ye Hua flicked the cigarette ash, letting it fall on the exquisite floor.

The Emperor felt desperate. What difference did it make?

Ye Hua couldn't remember how long it had been since he last killed someone...

A sense of suffocation echoed in Jing Zhengtian's mind. He slapped the air with his hands, kicking weakly with his feet.

"Don't kill me! I'll give you everything, I'll obey your every command!" Jing Zhengtian weakly shouted.

Ye Hua sighed lightly. This was the most cowardly Emperor he had ever seen, surrendering at the first sign of trouble.

He couldn't bring any excitement to himself, it was quite boring.

So, Ye Hua snapped his fingers, and Jing Zhengtian's head rotated 180 degrees.

Then he slowly fell to the ground. Before long, a golden primordial spirit, filled with panic, tried to escape.

Ye Hua took a final drag of his cigarette, flicked the butt accurately onto the primordial spirit, and it instantly ignited, turning into ashes.

Ye Hua sighed. Killing the Emperor wasn't to give Jing Tiandi an excuse to come back.

Instead, it was to let others fight for a while. When Jing Tiandi returned, it would be very easy to take the throne. Power, military authority, everything would be in his hands. If those fools weren't afraid of death, they could try.

After completing all this, Ye Hua went back to sleep. It had been a while since he had done something like this. In the past, he always left such tasks to his subordinates. It seemed that in the future, he should continue to delegate such trivial matters to them. After all, why else would he have so many subordinates if not to enjoy life?

The concubine on the bed waited for the Emperor for a long time but he didn't return. She draped herself in a thin silk gown, her arrogant figure indeed enticing.

"Emperor? Where are you?"

"Emperor? Come on, don't play around~"

"Emperor???"

When the concubine saw the Emperor, who had just been intimate with her, her eyes revealed a horrified expression – the Emperor had actually collapsed!

A tremendous panic spread in the concubine's heart, and she covered her head, letting out a scream that shook the heavens and ghosts.

"Ah!!!!"

This scream quickly attracted the attention of the guards. When the guards saw the Emperor had died, they were shocked. The entire imperial palace descended into chaos, and in no time, the entire capital echoed with the tolling of bells!

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The Emperor of the capital had passed away! This news immediately spread among the powerful.

Meanwhile, in the military camp of Jing Tiandi:

Jing Tiandi had not slept all night because there were too many things to consider now. He had no idea what Ye Hua was up to.

If only he hadn't engaged in that conversation. Being an Emperor was not as easy as it seemed.

"Father, still not sleeping?" Jing Wushen came over holding a wine jug, evidently intending to have a few drinks with his father.

Jing Tiandi didn't scold his son. At the moment, he was indeed troubled.

"Pour."

"Yes, father."

Jing Tiandi raised his wine cup and clinked it with his son.

Father and son both drank at once.

"Father, what's going on?" Jing Wushen didn't know the situation yet and expressed concern.

Jing Tiandi said in a deep voice, "Wushen, this man is powerful! Your mother is saved this time, and we've also negotiated the terms of this war, trying to minimise losses."

"Really, father! That's great!" Jing Wushen was pleasantly surprised. He initially thought his actions were too impulsive, but it turned out the other party was willing to cooperate. He seemed like a good person.

Jing Tiandi smiled; indeed, it was good news.

"Wushen, in the future, don't let Bi Yue follow you to the army. This is a matter for men, understand!"

Jing Wushen scratched the back of his head, looking a bit awkward, "Father, Bi Yue stays in my tent."

"You little brat! Bringing a woman to the battlefield, I'll break your legs!"

"Father, Bi Yue came with me this time because she was worried about me." Jing Wushen explained, making it seem like he couldn't be happy without a woman.

Jing Tiandi nodded; with so many people mobilised this time, anyone would worry.

"Wushen, your father has a question for you, and you better answer seriously!"

Seeing his father's serious expression, Jing Wushen immediately sat upright across from his father, looking respectful. "Father, go ahead!"

"Do you want to become the crown prince?"

"Huh?????" Jing Wushen was completely bewildered.

"Lower your voice, you idiot! Can't you speak softly to your old man?" Jing Tiandi directly slapped his son's head. This fool was making a fuss.

Could he not be shocked? This was about plotting to seize the throne, and Jing Wushen was completely stunned...

"Report!!!" A soldier suddenly rushed in anxiously, looking very hurried.

Jing Tiandi stood up and asked sternly, "What's the matter? Why the fuss?"

"Report! General, a message from the capital... the Emperor... he... he passed away..."

Jing Tiandi's eyes bulged!

Just moments ago, he was scolding him for overreacting, and now it was his turn.

Behind him, Jing Wushen was also dumbfounded. The Emperor died???

Just moments ago, they were discussing plans for usurping the throne, and now you're telling me the Emperor is dead!!!

And Jing Tiandi couldn't have expected it to happen so quickly! Too fast, to the point where he hadn't even made a plan!!!

'This Ye Hua guy really acted fast, impressive! Truly impressive! Says he'll do something, and he does it!'

"Alright, I understand. You can leave." Jing Tiandi said in a heavy tone, with boundless grief.

However, as soon as the soldier left, he instantly returned to normal.

Jing Wushen's hands were trembling now. If his father was going to be the Emperor, then he would be the crown prince!!!

"Father, did you kill the Emperor?" Jing Wushen asked in a hushed voice.

Jing Tiandi slapped his son's head directly. "Are you blind? Can I turn into a fly and sneak into the imperial palace to kill the Emperor?"

"Then who killed the Emperor?" Jing Wushen weakly asked.