Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

Song Chengwu: "???"

One or two of them, utterly spineless!

"You grown men are afraid of a mere cook? I've wasted all my time teaching you!"

Song Leye retorted in a low voice: "...Madam Shen is no ordinary cook."

Song Anbang: "Father, Madam Shen's braised pork with potatoes is incredibly delicious, a rare delicacy..."

"Shut up!" Song Chengwu shouted coldly.

"Witch, both my sons are speaking up for you, aren't you very proud of yourself?" His tone was full of sarcasm.

Shen Qing: "??"

What's there to be so proud of?

Why does Song Chengwu talk so much? Don't you understand the saying that villains die from talking too much?

She hadn't moved because she was waiting for Song Chengwu to kill the emperor. Good heavens, Song Chengwu ignored the emperor and instead started mocking her.

You've missed the point, haven't you?

"Your sorcery is superb, but I'm not one to be trifled with!"

Song Chengwu looked as if he had been prepared all along: "Come out."

At a shout, several servants carrying wooden basins rushed out under Shen Qing's puzzled gaze.

"You monster, I've already prepared the black dog's blood. Prepare to die!"

Shen Qing: "..."

"If I remember correctly, black dog blood is supposed to be used to fight zombies..."

Besides, she's not some kind of monster.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Madam Shen is just a good cook, she's not a monster! Kneel down and beg Madam Shen with me, please ask her to stand on our side!"

Song Leye shouted anxiously from the ground.

Song Anbang frowned as he looked at the basins of black dog blood, unsure of what to say.

"Splash it on me!" Song Chengwu didn't care about anything else.

His only ambition was to eliminate the demoness and kill the emperor.

The servants carrying the wooden basins trembled all over. Upon hearing Song Chengwu's command, they gritted their teeth, stamped their feet, and splashed the water at Shen Qing.

"Madam Shen—"

"I'll shield you!"

Song Leyue and Song Anbang jumped up and rushed ahead.

Shen Qing frowned slightly.

She didn't want to get wet, and the smell was rather foul.

With a light tap of his toes and a quick step, Shen Qing vanished from the spot in just a few moments.

Song Chengwu stared wide-eyed, feeling a gust of wind sweep over him from behind.

He turned his head around.

"ah--"

Shen Qing appeared behind him without him noticing.

Song Chengwu was terrified and tremblingly pulled a bunch of garlic from his pocket: "Witch, retreat, retreat, retreat!!!"

Shen Qing: "..."

"Lady Shen, hurry, hurry, kill Song Chengwu!" the emperor shouted urgently.

"Madam Shen, don't be impulsive. Your father is just getting senile!"

"Madam Shen, please help us kill the emperor, and the Song family will not mistreat you!"

Song Leye and Song Anbang also shouted.

They never considered betraying him; he was their own father.

Garlic and black dog blood were useless, and the yellow talismans he had previously posted in the city lord's mansion also seemed to be of no use.

This is completely unmanageable...

So he could only stammeringly change his words: "This Fairy Shen, I, I, I didn't mean to..."

"The emperor is incompetent. Killing him is for the sake of the people. If you can help me kill the emperor, I will offer you incense every day. I will do anything you want, even die for it."

Shen Qing sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. This Song Chengwu was truly so engrossed in his world of demons and monsters that he couldn't get out.

Offering incense? That's utterly absurd, completely outrageous.

Upon seeing this, the emperor quickly said, "Lady Shen, kill Song Chengwu immediately! I will grant you ten thousand taels of gold, a title of nobility, and a high-ranking position. Whatever you desire, I will give you."

"Madam Shen, we've shared so many delicious meals together. How could someone like Song Chengwu possibly understand the bond between us?"

At this moment, the emperor could only rely on Shen Qing.

He genuinely believed that Shen Qing would side with him, and that these promises were sincere.

He also wanted to eat Shen Qing's delicacies a thousand times, ten thousand times.

Song Chengwu, on the other hand, was engrossed in a world of demons and monsters. He thought Shen Qing's sorcery was extraordinary, and even the steps he had just taken were sorcery.

So she could only ask Shen Qing for help.

As for Song Anbang and Song Leye, neither of them dared to make a move, and both looked expectantly at Shen Qing.

After a long pause, Shen Qing calmly spoke:

"I'm just a cook who loves to cook."

"I don't like killing."

What does this mean? Shen Niangzi doesn't want to kill Song Chengwu?

The emperor was completely stunned.

"Madam Shen, you..."

"Shen Xiangu, you won't kill me, will you?" Song Chengwu asked anxiously.

Shen Qing shook his head: "I won't kill him."

"What if I were to kill the emperor...?"

"in spite of."

The emperor's eyes widened in surprise.

Regardless? What do you mean by "regardless"?

Doesn't Madam Shen care whether he lives or dies?

"Lady Shen, didn't you say you would protect me? How can you abandon me? Lady Shen, we've shared so many happy times together in the palace, don't you miss them?"

"Lady Shen, you can't just ignore this! Waaaaah!"

The emperor was truly heartbroken this time. He had imagined countless possibilities, but he never expected Shen Qing to utter the words "I don't care".

No matter how cold and ruthless those two words are, what's the difference between them and being killed?

Looking at Shen Qing again, he was still standing in the same spot, without any reaction, looking as if it was none of his business.

Upon seeing this, Song Chengwu's courage instantly grew.

"Fairy, then I shall proceed."

Shen Qing: "Mm."

Song Chengwu was overjoyed, Song Anbang was overjoyed, and Song Leye was overjoyed even more.

Only the emperor was completely terrified, his face filled with despair, yet his gaze towards Shen Qing was still earnest.

"Lady Shen, you must be joking. Lady Shen, don't play such jokes. I'm really scared..."

The emperor only said half of what he meant.

He couldn't continue speaking when a sharp pain shot through his chest. Looking down, he saw a long sword embedded in his chest.

Blood gushed out in an instant.

How could this be? How could this happen?

Is he going to die?

He didn't want to die because he knew he wouldn't be able to eat Shen Niangzi's delicious food.

Braised pork with potatoes is so delicious...

The emperor's eyes widened, and he lost his last hope amidst resentment and confusion.

"The emperor is dead! The emperor is really dead!!!"

"I have succeeded! The emperor is dead. Now all I need to do is lead my troops into the capital, and the empire will belong to the Song dynasty!"

"Father, I always knew Madam Shen was a good person, she's not our enemy!!"

"..."

Cheers erupted, and the three members of the Song family were overjoyed.

With the emperor dead, all of Song's troops would still belong to them. Perhaps with some effort, they could even persuade the Black Eagle Guards to surrender.

From now on, the world will belong to the Song dynasty.

After the father and his two sons finished cheering, they realized that Shen Qing remained calm and expressionless.

It was as if the emperor's life or death had nothing to do with her.

After calming his excited emotions, Song Chengwu said, "Thank you for your help, Fairy. Please just ask for anything you want, and I will do my best to fulfill it!"

At this moment, he had long since disregarded his daughter's death, and all his slogans about slaying the demoness were gone. As long as he could ascend the throne, what did it matter if he worshipped a fairy maiden?

Shen Qing frowned: "I'm not some kind of fairy, I'm just a cook."