Can't a princess ascend the throne?

Chapter 153 Breaking Defense
Wow, this Prince of Binyang is really quite principled. Jiu Que has always admired people with principle, so she went up and slapped him across the face.

The Left Prince had already personally verified just how strong she was. The 'Binyang Prince,' who looked to be in poor health, was slapped to the ground and rolled several times before he could barely catch his breath.

The Prince of Binyang struggled to raise his head, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a "pfft," along with two teeth. He seemed stunned by the slap, looking up in disbelief at the nonchalant Jiuque.

"You! You dare hit me?! Don't you know who I am?"

"Aren't you just a fake 'King of Binyang'? Are you the real one?"

The Prince of Binyang choked with anger. He had certainly considered the possibility of being discovered, but he certainly hadn't imagined being humiliated like this. Moreover, this woman, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, had overheard countless of his private conversations. This situation was far beyond the Prince of Binyang's expectations, leaving him seething with hatred yet powerless to do anything about it.

He gasped for breath. He had remained silent to avoid being discovered by the female imperial envoy and to buy time, but to his surprise, it had all been ineffective. Instead, it had brought him such disgusting humiliation. But did this woman think she could destroy his spirit with this? Far from it.

Pointing to the screen, the 'King of Binyang' revealed a smug expression.

"You came here just for that man inside? Don't waste your time. He's been poisoned by me. As long as I don't want him to, he'll stay in this living dead state forever. The mighty War God of the Great Jing, one of the twin stars who dominated the battlefield more than a decade ago, is now being poisoned by an unknown nobody like me. How pathetic."

Jiu Que clenched her fists silently. She knew this man might have his reasons, but she simply couldn't be bothered to listen. Everyone has their reasons, but does that give everyone the right to use them as an excuse to hurt others at will? Besides, this man clearly knew how important the position of the Prince of Binyang was, yet he still acted; he knew the importance of salt to the Great Jing Dynasty, yet he still allied with the Northern Barbarians. What was there to sympathize with in someone who knowingly committed such a crime?
Moreover, judging from this, the fake Prince Binyang might not dislike his current situation, since he doesn't particularly like power. He even said so many hurtful things to the real prince before, so he must not be a good person.

Jiu Que's fists were itching to strike, but the few Northern Barbarians beside him had wisely chosen to remain silent. They didn't know what method the other woman had used to make them so weak-kneed, only able to speak in a low voice, completely eliminating any possibility of them calling for help. Furthermore, this younger woman was insane, incredibly strong, and supposedly the only descendant of the other twin general, Ying Chongming. She had just crushed their Left Prince's hand bones with a single squeeze. Who knew if she would turn them all into sacks if she unleashed her full power?
Therefore, these northern barbarians held the 'King of Binyang' in particularly high esteem, who still dared to provoke them. Was he truly fearless? However, it turned out the real King of Binyang had already been replaced; no wonder the current king was willing to cooperate with their grasslands. Previously, the Khan and several kings had found it strange, even suspecting it was a trap, but the gleaming salt sent from Yancheng spoke volumes. They had previously hoped Jing Chaosheng was truly as mad as he was now; otherwise, they truly couldn't find anyone in the Great Jing with sufficient status, power, and the willingness to cooperate unconditionally.

It seems that one's desires shouldn't be too great. With the fake prince discovered, their cooperation is likely over. Although they've given up hope for their fate, they're still willing to suffer less before it ends. As for the fake prince who almost dragged them down with him in his madness, the northern barbarians glared at him with fury! Go ahead and be mad, don't drag them down with you! They don't want to lose a few teeth! How will they eat if they lose their teeth? They're the fiercest and bravest steppe wolves; they absolutely cannot let a woman knock out their teeth for such a ridiculous reason.

Meanwhile, the fake prince was still shouting loudly.

"Come on, kill me! If you kill me, the real King of Binyang won't survive either!"

"Uh……"

Jiu Que had never seen anyone so self-destructive, and even doubted his own ears.

"What did you say?" and then forcefully interrupted the other person the moment they opened their mouth.

"Forget it, you should just shut up."

The Prince of Binyang nearly choked, then glared angrily at Jiu Que. How could there be such a shameless person in the world? She was the one who told him to speak, yet she cut him off just before he could open his mouth. Utterly shameless! ...

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll lose control and strangle you."

Forget it, I won't stoop to the level of a young woman.

The 'Prince of Binyang' obediently shut up, but he still wouldn't let him go. He lifted the other man up with one hand and easily carried him to where the real prince was lying, his expression incredibly gentle.

Strangely enough, the fake prince, who had shared a room with the real prince for three years, had never felt such fear of the other as he did at this moment. Would the 'Prince of Binyang' really wake up? After being forced to lie in bed for three years, would the prince simply kill him, the very culprit he was responsible for?

Fear arises from the unknown. Looking at that familiar face etched into his very bones, the fake prince realized he was trembling.

But the next moment, what the woman beside him, who was as strong as an ox, said terrified him even more.

“Senior Cui, I remember you seem to know the Dislocating Bone Hand technique, but I’ve never seen you demonstrate it. Now that we have a ready-made specimen, why don’t you give it a try and see if you’re proficient? Oh, right, but we still have to be careful not to kill him. After all, I still need to keep him alive to take to the capital and behead him in front of everyone as an apology. After all, poisoning a prince and impersonating a member of the royal family is a crime that is enough to exterminate his entire family.”

Cui Zhufeng's first reaction was one of confusion. When had she ever said that she knew the Tendon-Dislocating Bone-Breaking Hand? And what was that? She seemed to have never heard of such a martial art in the martial arts world. But when she looked up at Jiu Que's lively eyes, Cui Zhufeng immediately understood. She stepped forward and grabbed the fake prince's trembling shoulder, ready to pull hard.

The fake prince, who had been steadfast and eloquent, screamed the moment the other man grabbed his shoulder.

"No! Let me go! I didn't do anything! Why are you treating me like this?! And Jing Chaosheng, do you want him to die? Do you want him to spend the rest of his life lying in bed like this, half-dead?!"

(End of this chapter)