My brother entrusted his child to me, and I livestreamed raising the baby, making the Empress cry wi

After saying that, he snorted coldly, finding it too dirty to even look at the rat's tears, and immediately tried to switch the scene to Yao Jingyuan.

I didn't see him during the last live stream, so I guess he really left the Great Flame Clan and went to the China Clan.

What an idiot, I wonder if he's still alive.

The camera flashed, and Yao Jingyuan appeared in the frame.

During the more than half a month of travel, Ao Yun did not let Yao Jingyuan continue to go hungry.

Even though he was so hungry that he needed to eat five or six meals a day, they let him have his way, and when they saw that they were almost in the capital, they even called a carriage for him.

Otherwise, what if Shu Jingwei feels sorry for her man and takes her anger out on them?

Even if someone rebels, they might be forgiven for their past actions. Who knows if they might hold a grudge against someone for starving themselves?

He can't reveal his identity while he's out, so he wants to avoid trouble as much as possible.

So Yao Jingyuan in the current footage looks even fatter than before he left.

His skin had darkened considerably and hadn't returned to its original fair color, giving him a dusty, earthy look.

However, his expression changed even more.

All that deliberate aloofness and haughty attitude towards people other than Shu Jingwei was gone.

Instead, there is a constant sense of caution and timidity.

He huddled in the corner of the carriage, like a dog that had been bullied terribly.

He hugged his legs tightly with both arms, rested his chin on his knees, and stared blankly at the flickering light and shadow on the car wall in front of him.

Seeing his expression, Lin Ye immediately chuckled.

He leaned forward and carefully examined Yao Jingyuan's lifeless face.

"Looks like you're having a 'good' time with the China tribe." He drew out his words, his tone dripping with undisguised mockery.

"It's only been a few days, and he's like a completely different person. Tsk tsk, what a pity..."

He shook his head, his tone full of regret: "It's a pity I couldn't see it with my own eyes."

But he's not dead yet.

There's still a chance.

Record it all, and show it to Lao Ye later so he can see how pathetic this idiot looks.

But he's... gone back to the Great Flame?

With a thought, Lin Ye turned to look down and scanned the surrounding environment.

The carriage rumbled along the official road, the city gate in the distance appearing and disappearing in the twilight, the gray city walls like a lurking beast, its mouth agape, waiting for someone to crawl inside.

Lin Ye's gaze lingered on the city gate for a moment.

Oh, so you've gone back to the capital.

Lin Ye glanced at Yao Jingyuan, who was staring blankly, in surprise.

Is he tired of living and wants Shu Jingwei to send him on his way sooner?

That would be faster than finding a rope and hanging yourself.

He paused, then suddenly remembered something he'd overheard some soldiers in Yangcheng mentioning in a joking tone—

Shu Jingwei said that her daughter misses Yao Jingyuan and that as long as he goes back, she can forgive and forget what she did before.

He only heard it once and then forgot about it.

Isn't this obviously fake?

Shu Jingwei is a vengeful person who would rather die than let go of anyone who covets her throne or has offended her.

Does anyone actually believe that?

Lin Ye glanced at Yao Jingyuan again.

The man huddled in the corner, motionless, his eyes barely moving for a long time.

Lin Ye suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Perhaps... this is his only hope of escaping the China tribe?

That would be interesting.

Lin Ye's lips slowly curled into a cold smile.

Shu Jingwei will not let him off the hook, that's for sure.

Yao Jingyuan's only hope was a path that would lead to his death even faster.

"That was a good choice." Lin Ye chuckled to himself. "Next time you choose your reincarnation route, remember to pick one that isn't so stupid."

He then switched the view of the Heavenly Mirror to Shu Jingwei's side and glanced at it—the Empress had almost recovered and had begun to revise the folded paper, but her face was as cold as if covered with a layer of frost.

Lin Ye glanced at it once and then switched back.

Yao Jingyuan and his group were getting closer and closer to Shu Jingwei.

Lin Ye leaned back on the sofa, his fingers lightly tapping his knees, a coldness slowly spreading in his eyes.

Didn't you two have a deep and abiding affection for each other in front of Lao Ye?

He was really looking forward to it.

I look forward to the day when these two will fight to the bitter end.

……

When Yao Jingyuan stepped into the palace, his legs were trembling.

He had lived in the palace for so many years, but this was the first time he felt...

The palace walls were so high they seemed to collapse and crush him, the passageways seemed endless, and every brick underfoot exuded a chilling aura that seeped into his bones.

Ao Yun, disguised as a servant, followed behind him with steady steps, glancing at Yao Jingyuan's back of the head out of the corner of his eye.

Yao Jingyuan was led into the palace by a eunuch.

Shu Jingwei sat high up, backlit, so her facial expression was not visible.

Yao Jingyuan knew that only by staying would he be of value to the China tribe, and only then would they continue to give him the antidote.

He gritted his teeth, then knelt down with a thud, his forehead hitting the cold gold bricks with a loud bang.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"

The voice was squeezed out of her throat, sharp and trembling, with a sobbing tone.

"This sinful subject...this sinful subject knows his mistake! This sinful subject was blinded by greed, which is why he had such a rebellious thought!"

He was crying and sniffling, his face covered in tears and snot, and his voice was choked with sobs.

"This guilty subject will never dare to do it again. I will never have any improper thoughts. I will definitely stay in the inner palace and take good care of Rou'er. I beg Your Majesty for mercy! I beg Your Majesty for mercy!"

He was crying so hard that he was shaking all over, and his shoulders were heaving violently.

Lin Ye sat in front of the mirror, legs crossed, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, watching Yao Jingyuan's smooth performance, and took a sip expressionlessly.

"Tsk tsk, the acting is still so good." He commented casually.

Then he put the cup down, the bottom of the cup hitting the table with a soft sound.

Shu Jingwei sat on it, her expression unreadable.

The light shone from behind her, obscuring most of her face in shadow, leaving only her eyes visible.

The silence pressed down, like a boulder crushing Yao Jingyuan's cries into intermittent fragments.

A long time passed.

So long that Yao Jingyuan's back was soaked with cold sweat, so long that he thought he was about to be dragged out and beheaded any second now—

Shu Jingwei finally spoke.

His voice was calm, still showing no emotion.

"Let's go back to your bedchamber first. Rou'er has been thinking about you."

Yao Jingyuan was stunned.

This means they've really let him go?!

A surge of overwhelming joy welled up within him, and he kowtowed repeatedly, his forehead thumping loudly. "Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty! Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty! This humble subject will certainly—"

"Alright, go ahead."

When Yao Jingyuan got up, his legs were still shaking, but his face was flushed with relief.

He backed out of the main hall, and as he turned his head, a look of relief flashed in his eyes.

Ao Yun followed him out, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

A disdainful smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

It's true that women in charge of the household can't do it.

Such a grave crime, and there's not even a punishment?!

That's incredibly stupid.

He followed Yao Jingyuan toward the bedchamber, already labeling Shu Jingwei as "easy to fool" in his mind.

But in the instant they turned around, no one saw it—

A chilling killing intent flashed across Shu Jingwei's eyes...