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She suddenly looked at the trembling palace servants kneeling on the ground, her gaze like a poisoned knife, sweeping over them one by one.

"It must be because you lackeys didn't take good care of her!"

She raised her hand and pointed back and forth at the two palace maids closest to her, her fingertips drawing arcs in the air.

"You two! You're Rou'er's personal maids, aren't you!? Is this how you serve your mistress!?"

The two palace maids' faces instantly turned whiter than the wall, and their lips trembled.

For a moment, they seemed to want to say something, but hesitated, only shaking their heads repeatedly while tears streamed down their faces.

"Drag them out!" Shu Jingwei's voice was cold and piercing. "Along with all the palace servants who were with the princess, drag them all out and have them beaten to death!"

"Your Majesty, spare us! Your Majesty, spare us!" The palace maids kowtowed frantically, their foreheads hitting the ground with dull thuds. They quickly broke their skin, and blood flowed down their temples.

One of the palace maids finally couldn't help but speak up:

"It's not that we servants aren't doing our best! It's just that His Majesty's demands for lessons are too heavy. The tutor makes Your Highness memorize texts until midnight every day, and if you can't memorize them, you're not allowed to sleep or eat. We servants can't make that decision!"

"Still dare to argue?!" Shu Jingwei kicked the palace maid who was speaking in the shoulder, knocking her to the ground.

"You bunch of useless fools, are you blaming me?! This is outrageous!!"

"Drag him out and beat him to death! Immediately!"

Several guards rushed into the hall and dragged the limp palace maids out one by one.

The palace maids cried out and struggled, their fingernails scraping the ground with a harsh sound.

The palace doors slammed shut after the last palace servant was dragged out, and soon the sounds of caning and increasingly faint screams could be heard from outside.

Shu Rou didn't say a word or look at anyone from beginning to end; she just stood there blankly.

Shu Jingwei turned around, squatted down, and pulled Shu Rou into her arms.

"Rou'er..." she said softly, "It's all my fault, I've been too busy these days and haven't been able to come see you. Those damned servants! They've made you suffer."

She never mentioned that she was the one who sent her to the palace school and assigned the teacher heavy tasks.

Shu Rou was held in her arms, her face buried in her chest.

"Mother Empress..." she called softly, her voice muffled from beneath the fabric of her dragon robe.

Shu Jingwei hugged her even tighter, gently patting her back with one hand.

"Good girl, Rou'er, it won't happen again. Your mother has already dealt with those palace servants, and will replace them with better ones!"

Shu Rou's tears flowed down her thin cheeks, dripping onto Shu Jingwei's dragon robe and leaving several dark spots.

"Mother..." Her voice trembled with tears, her small shoulders shaking gently in Shu Jingwei's arms, "I...I don't want to memorize anymore..."

Shu Jingwei froze, looking at the tear stains on her clothes, her brows furrowing slightly.

She held Shu Rou's shoulders, subtly pushing her away from her embrace, and said:

"The palace is holding a victory celebration banquet tomorrow. It's a huge banquet, and everyone will be there. Rou'er, come and join us!"

"Does Rou'er miss Daddy? If Rou'er says she misses Daddy at the banquet tomorrow, Mother will never make you recite your lessons again, okay?"

Shu Rou looked at her, her eyes blurred with tears, and Shu Jingwei's entire figure was blurred into a golden shadow by her tears.

She nodded obediently, gripping the sleeves of her dragon robe tightly with both hands.

"Alright, Rou'er says Mother Empress is the best..."

Her voice was soft and delicate, tinged with tears and a sense of dependence.

But the eyes that drooped down grew colder and colder.

Behind those tears used to cover up lies an overwhelming hatred!

It's her! It's all her!

It was clearly her who said it!

I am a princess, I can do whatever I want, play whatever I want!

And then what happened?

She's the one who forces me to memorize those awful books! She's also the one who doesn't let me play!

And that old geezer is keeping an eye on us, not letting us eat or sleep!

Seriously! Damn it!

They all deserve to die!

Shu Jingwei had no idea that her three- or four-year-old daughter had completely come to regard her as an enemy.

She was still basking in the glory of her brilliant plan.

Previously, Yao Jingyuan doted on Shu Rou the most. How could he not be moved when Shu Rou said she missed him?

She knew that Yao Jingyuan's men were definitely among those powerful ministers.

If Shu Rou says she misses him tomorrow, he can then say that he can let bygones be bygones for Shu Rou's sake, and maybe he can trick that bitch into coming back.

As for what happens after she gets back? That's entirely up to her!

Who dares to touch her power, her throne?

Oh……

……

The city library is located in the east of the city.

You can see that very conspicuous building from afar—

Its overall shape resembles a stack of giant book pages blown open by the wind, with a milky white curved roof cascading down from above, its edges slightly upturned, shimmering with a faint pearlescent sheen in the morning light.

The exterior is made of a color-changing smart material. As the angle of the sun changes, the building's surface transitions from silver-white to light blue, and then from light blue to pale gold, creating a dazzling effect.

Little Douzi pressed his face against the car window, his mouth agape.

"Godfather! That building looks like a book, and it even changes color! It's amazing!"

"Yes, that's Jiangcheng City Library. We're almost there."

"Mmm!" Little Douzi responded, his eyes still fixed on the enormous "book".

Lin Ye's gaze also turned in that direction, while mentally calling upon the system:

Start the live stream.

……

The Great Flame Kingdom, Royal Palace.

The following evening, inside the Fengde Hall, where a grand palace banquet was held.

Bright lights.

Hundreds of palace lanterns illuminated the main hall as if it were daytime, and the golden light reflected off the dragon-carved pillars, making the giant dragons seem as if they were about to burst out of the pillars.

Dozens of long tables were set up below, displaying delicacies and wines specially prepared by the imperial court.

Although ever since they saw the Heavenly Canopy, everyone in the Great Flame Kingdom has been drooling over the divine food displayed on it.

But compared to the unattainable delicacies of the gods, the imperial cuisine before us is more authentic and a delicacy that most people will never taste in their lifetime.

Shu Jingwei sat on the dragon throne at the head of the table, the five-clawed golden dragon embroidered in gold thread on her dragon robe shining brightly in the candlelight.

She casually rested one hand on the armrest, holding a wine cup in the other, her eyes and brows radiating undisguised smugness.

Shu Rou sat behind a small table next to her. Today, she was wearing a red quilted brocade robe and was still adorned with gold and silver.

Her face was terribly thin, and she had applied powder under her eyes to barely cover the dark circles under them.

She lowered her head, as quiet as a porcelain doll.

The main hall was filled with civil and military officials.

On the left is a group of military officers led by Han Zhang, who has been promoted to Minister of War.

Among them, several faces were new.

They came to surrender on their own initiative recently.

They originally didn't want to get involved; they only intended to guard their own troops and didn't care who was sitting on the dragon throne.

But Shu Jingwei's methods of leading such elite cavalry, along with those incredibly sturdy new iron swords and armor, made them restless.

What do a few rumors matter to an emperor? Having ability is the most important thing.

"Your Majesty, I offer you a toast!"

The newly appointed Vice Minister of War, Chai Fei, stood up with a broad smile on his face, holding a wine cup in both hands.

He was originally someone Yao Jingyuan helped to rise to power.

However, as the saying goes, a good bird chooses a good tree to perch on, and he had already pledged his allegiance to Shu Jingwei early on.

As it turns out, his choice was right!