Crossing the Nongmen: The Space of Doctor Women is on fire!

Chapter 512 Are you worried that your subjects covet the throne?
Yang Jinfan didn't feel sorry for this. He was willing to give her the status, not because she wanted it, so it didn't matter if he took it back. After all, the palace was a place that devoured people, which was disgusting.

Including what's happening right now.

The girl's beautiful features were even colder than before, and she looked at Emperor Jingde as if she were looking at a complete stranger.

Emperor Jingde was in a daze; how many years had it been since he had seen such a look in someone's eyes?
I don't know, and I don't remember.

Oh right, what was he doing again?

The pure fragrance of ylang-ylang in the palace was shattered by the arrival of outsiders, and the dreamlike atmosphere filled with desire gradually crumbled. Taking advantage of Emperor Jingde's dazed state, Yang Jinfan flicked the Spirit Spring Pill into his mouth with two fingers. The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and Emperor Jingde's eyes gradually cleared.

The graceful woman then noticed that the woman who had barged in seemed somewhat familiar. Upon closer inspection, her features resembled those of the bastard who had framed her years ago…

"Yang Jinfan, you little bastard with no father or mother, you vicious piece of trash, you dare to stand in the Hall of Mental Cultivation? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? Do you even deserve it!"

The woman started spouting nonsense, completely forgetting the identity of the person next to her. Upon seeing the person she hated so much she wanted to tear to pieces, she lost all reason.

Emperor Jingde's brows furrowed into a deep frown, his slightly cloudy eyes scanning the woman who was spewing filth. She was somewhat pretty, but in the harem of three thousand beauties, she was not even as good-looking as the palace maids, and as far as the concubines were concerned, she was not even worthy of carrying their shoes.

He silently withdrew his hand from the woman's waist, and the murderous aura emanating from him made Xiang Shan, who was kneeling on the ground, tremble with fear.

Yang Jinfan's gaze darted back and forth between Emperor Jingde and the dancer who had insulted her, watching the dancer's face contort with anger as if it were a good show, and instead of being angry, she laughed.

"Yang Daya? So you're still alive! Well, it's good to be alive. At least I can see your enemy and witness firsthand how glamorous she is, how she tramples you underfoot, and let me experience once again the vast difference between us."

A few calm, slightly mocking words were enough to drive the furious dancer to the brink of collapse. The name "Yang Daya" made her jump up and down, wishing she could rush up and kill this little bastard who had been stabbing her in the heart right now!

Emperor Jingde watched the two tear each other apart with great interest, showing no anger at his own outburst or any hurry to investigate the schemes others had plotted against him.

"You're Yang Daya! Your whole family are Yang Daya! My name is Yang Sile!"

As if desperate to cover up her shameful past, she kept arguing, "The name 'Yang Daya' is terrible. It not only represents that she is a member of the infamous Yang family in Guxi Village, but also that she is a girl that her father doesn't want. Her name alone shows that her parents don't care about her. And then she recalls the experience of being sold back then..."

She stared resentfully at the jade-like girl in front of her, who was completely different from the timid, weak, and sallow-faced bastard she had been back then. Her face was like a peach blossom, her figure was tall and slender, her posture was graceful, and her eyes were resolute and majestic, making people want to submit to her. She had also become the first princess since the founding of the Northern Wind Kingdom. Compared with herself, it was really heartbreaking.

What right does she have?!
"Yes, Yang Sile. So please don't interrupt, I have something to discuss with the Emperor."

Why should I listen to you?!

"Because she is the eldest princess, her status is noble. Men, take her away and place her under house arrest. I will deal with her later. The rest of you, step aside. Summon Cao Fulu."

The moment Emperor Jingde spoke, Yang Sile was terrified into a quail. She wanted to retort, but two pairs of eyes silenced her, and she could only resign herself to being taken away.

"Your Majesty, Eunuch Cao... is still unconscious."

Xiang Shan dared not look directly at the Emperor's face, after all, he had indeed disobeyed the imperial decree. Not only had he failed to stop the Princess from forcing her way in, but he had also caused the attack on Eunuch Cao, who was by the Emperor's side.

Emperor Jingde frowned, his questioning gaze falling on the composed man whose defiant eyes told him everything. "Hmm, have the imperial physician come and examine him. I'll go see him later. You may all leave now; I have something to discuss with the Princess."

Xiang Shan was stunned for a moment, then quickly agreed. His heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was immediately relieved. He was truly surprised that the Emperor hadn't lost his temper and was so easy to talk to!

"Yes, Wei Chen is resigning."

Once he was certain that there were only the two of them inside and outside the main hall, Emperor Jingde spoke: "You must have had a long journey."

Yang Jinfan lowered his eyes, his tone indifferent, revealing no emotion: "Taking the government's salary to seek benefits for the people is my duty, and there's no question of hardship."

She looked up and met Emperor Jingde's complicated gaze: "Only Your Majesty knows how sweet your days in the palace have been."

Emperor Jingde was slightly taken aback, not expecting her to tease him, and smiled helplessly.

"Your Highness is absolutely right. I have indeed been living quite comfortably these days, to the point that I didn't even realize I was being plotted against. I deserve to be punished. So I would like to ask Your Highness, others are eyeing my throne covetously, what about you? Do you want to taste the power?"

"Does Your Majesty ask this because, as the rumors in the capital suggest, you are worried that I covet the throne?"

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Yang Jinfan's eyes. She had fought her way through all the obstacles to reach the palace, wanting to ask him for his thoughts and attitude in person. She thought he would have a different opinion of her, but things turned out differently than she expected.

All crows are black, maybe those rumors in the capital were spread by him to test her.

Emperor Jingde's smile gradually faded, and his aura of authority intensified as he asked her in an extremely serious tone, "Really not?"

"Haha, yes, indeed. Under heaven, who doesn't want to be an emperor above all others? Who doesn't want power over others, the power to control life and death?"

Yang Jinfan smiled brightly; the young girl's spirit and pride shone like a luminous pearl in the night, dazzling and captivating.

Emperor Jingde's heart suddenly tightened and turned cold. It turned out that he was not being paranoid. Even the person he had gone to great lengths to find coveted his throne!

Before he could speak, Yang Jinfan continued, "Your Majesty seems to have misunderstood something. This throne is not yours; you just happen to be sitting on it. What does it matter if I coveted it or not? Even if it wasn't me, there would be countless others who would covet it. I am just an ordinary person. As long as I can shoulder the responsibilities commensurate with power, there is nothing wrong with aspiring to power."

"Then Your Majesty, have you fulfilled your responsibilities?"

In a single sentence, Emperor Jingde's thoughts were drawn back to more than twenty years ago.

Since his ascension to the throne, he has indeed achieved some political successes. At least in the beginning, in order to stabilize the court and gain the submission of civil and military officials, he was once regarded as a wise ruler by the people.

When did this change begin?
I don't remember. In the struggle for power, he valued the throne and power more and more, and he didn't even spare his good brothers, his lover, or his loyal ministers, scheming against them all.

But he still felt he was right!

Four thousand today