I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

......

In the dark corridor,

Pei Qian leaned against the wall with his arms folded, squinting at the man in white in the field, his face slightly gloomy.

Pei Guoxiang stood beside him, also looking at the scene with a gloomy face. This result was something he had never expected.

Finally, she sighed, "If I had known this would happen, I should have allowed you to demonstrate your true strength. Now you've shot yourself in the foot."

"Tsk."

Pei Qian curled his lips and remained silent.

"However, this plan is not completely abandoned."

Pei Guoxiang tapped the wooden crutch with his old fingers, and a cold light flashed in his sinister eyes.

"What?" Pei Qian tilted his head in confusion.

"Qian'er, you should go back home first."

The old woman in purple robe didn't explain much, just asked him to go back first, and then her figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

......

[Ding~ Due to the host's reasons, Wen Renfeng feels ashamed——Wen Renfeng's defeat mission is being blessed~Shame value +800]

Wen Renfeng stood in the outer corner, with a gloomy look and murderous eyes.

"This guy, this guy! He keeps disrupting my plans! Fuck him! Is he mentally ill? Is he?!"

Although he was furious and cursing in his heart, he still had to maintain the necessary pity and innocence on his face.

He quickly adjusted himself, looking pitiful, with big eyes full of admiration and innocence. He said in a tender voice: "Brother Shenwu is so awesome~"

When the people around heard this, they immediately praised him, "Master Wenren is indeed very generous."

"No, no, Xiaofeng really thinks Brother Shenwu is too awesome, unlike me, alas..."

"Young Master Wenren, don't be discouraged. The Emperor Shenwu is probably only 31 meters tall and just broke through the Nine Spirits Monument. He is only a few meters taller than you. Young Master Wenren, don't be discouraged."

"..."

What do you mean by "not a few meters long"? Why did you use the word "long"? Why not use "high"? You bastard!

Xiaofeng felt sad, but she couldn't say it.

"Thank you for your comfort, sister."

......

The empress was very satisfied with Mu Nanfeng's performance, and she waved her hand gently.

Suddenly, Mu Nanfeng rose into the air and flew straight into the arms of the empress.

Hug me full.

Mu Nanfeng only felt the colorful bead curtain hanging down on the back of his neck, which was very cold... and embarrassing.

[Ding~ Under the spotlight of the crowd, being flirted with by the Empress~Shame value +100+100...]

Xia Qingji gently held his waist with her slender hands, raised her chin slightly, and looked down at the ministers with a dignified look:

"Pass on my decree. From today on, Mu Nanfeng will be the emperor of Daxia, commanding the three thousand concubines in the harem!"

The scene was silent.

After a breath, all the ministers said in unison:

"Your Majesty, Holy Ming——"

"Retreat."

“Long live my emperor, long live long live—”

......

It is rumored that during the reign of Emperor Si Yin, a gorgeous man named Yan Ji came from the Holy Mountain in the Western Territory. His extraordinary appearance astounded the world, and he was eventually taken into the palace by Emperor Si Yin.

After this, Daxia almost perished.

......

That night, a short poem spread throughout Changjing.

The Emperor Mu Nanfeng, with an appearance unrivaled in ancient and modern times, is the reincarnation of Su Rongyi, whose soul has bewitched Emperor Si Qi!

40. The Queen Mother

night.

The moon is bright in the sky and the cold river is still.

The colorful lights of the singing and dancing boats lit up the entire cold and lonely river.

The river is bustling with people.

At this time, the Beauty Bank was deserted and quiet.

Suddenly, an old woman in a purple robe appeared quietly. She stood on the embankment with a hunched back, leaning on a wooden crutch, and looking far to the north.

Time flies by.

It seemed like midnight, dark clouds covered the sky and fog blocked the river.

Only sparsely flickering colored lights could be seen on the river surface, and the rest was just fog.

The old woman in purple robe moved at this time. She staggered and stepped into the water.

Step by step, the water flooded over the knees, overflowed over the waist, until it submerged the entire body.

And then there was no sound.

Of course the old woman didn't mean to commit suicide.

After entering the water, she sank straight to the bottom of the river. If you look closely, you can find that the water does not wet her clothes, and the surrounding fish and shrimps all fled away when they saw her.

She sank faster and faster, and after a few breaths, her feet reached the bottom of the river.

At the bottom of the Canaan River is a huge mineral vein formed by the accumulation of realm stones. The closer you are to this place, the stronger the soul binding field will naturally be.

Even the old woman, who was at the stage of transcending tribulation, had seen her realm drop by several levels.

This made her feel uncomfortable and insecure.

Shaking away the thoughts in her mind, she walked slowly forward.

Boundary Stone is originally a kind of stone with ink-black color, but when stacked to a certain level, they will all emit colorful light.

Therefore, the bottom of the Canaan River at this time is a colorful and magnificent scene.

Unknown fish swam in groups, shuttling back and forth among the colorful water currents, passing through the swaying grass curtains, and through the high caves of strange rocks. After seeming to hit a layer of transparent film, they all turned around and left in the opposite direction.

And in that transparent film, there is a special formation platform built of top-grade realm stones, with a radius of about five meters and shaped like a seven-pointed star.

On the Seven Star Array, there is a woman in colorful clothes, sitting cross-legged at the center of the array, with her five hearts facing the sky and her eyes closed quietly.

Her face was as smooth as ice and jade, emitting a bright luster. She looked like a young girl, but she had snow-white hair. Her hair was long and spread out, covering the high platform behind her.

The old woman in purple robe staggered over from a distance, stood at the edge of the platform, bowed respectfully, and said in a deep voice:

"Your servant, Pei Ziyi, pays respect to the Queen Mother!"

The woman in colorful clothes ignored him and sat cross-legged with her eyes closed. Pei Guoxiang stood aside and waited silently.

for a long time.

The colorfully dressed woman was still sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed. A playful female voice came from all directions, and the tone was very dissatisfied: "What's the matter every other day?"

Pei Guoxiang lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The matter that the queen ordered last time was disrupted by someone and failed."

"Haa~ Failure? How could it be a failure? My stupid sister actually doesn't like Wen Renfeng?"

So Prime Minister Pei recounted what had happened in the past few days. To sum up, it was not that Emperor Si Qi disliked Wen Ren Feng, but that Su Lunji showed up halfway and attracted all of Emperor Si Qi's attention.

"Ah~ So what you mean is that we just need to kill this emperor who lost his country, right?"

"Exactly."

"Who will do it then?"

"I have brought Wen Renfeng here."

Pei Guoxiang said this, and with a wave of his sleeves, a petite man landed beside him.

Wen Renfeng landed on the colorful rock and after quickly observing the surroundings, he discovered a woman in colorful clothes sitting cross-legged in the center of the high platform in front of him.

Her snow-white hair falls on her shoulders and neck, shading her most stunning beauty.

He couldn't help but be stunned.

"How dare you! You don't even show respect to the Queen!!"

When the angry voice sounded, Wen Renfeng was suddenly startled, and fell to the ground in panic, weak and terrified: "I know I am wrong, I am Wen Renfeng, I kowtow to the Queen Mother!"

Before coming here, his mother told him the truth.

This talent competition was originally a show, and Pei Qian lost to him on purpose, so that he could successfully become the emperor and gain the trust of His Majesty.

My mother had already betrayed His Majesty and joined the Hou Party, plotting with Prime Minister Pei how to kill His Majesty.

In this regard, he felt...

Very excited.

I love this kind of betrayal drama the most!

Especially the betrayal of the empress, this bitch!

He actually wanted Mu Nanfeng to be the emperor. This made Wen Renfeng feel ashamed of being self-indulgent. He couldn't understand what was wrong with him and why he could not compare to Mu Nanfeng?

"Your Majesty, I'm Wen Renfeng. I beg you to kill Mu Nanfeng with my own hands!" He knelt down and said in a deep voice.

"Ah, you want to do it?"

"Yes, Mu Nanfeng has humiliated me many times in the palace, and we have made a deep enemy. I hope to settle this feud with my own hands."

Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

Wen Renfeng sneered in his heart. After killing Mu Nanfeng, the throne of the emperor would eventually fall into his hands. After completely gaining the trust of the empress, he would stab her in the back and let her know the consequences of not choosing him in the first place!

I really want to see the regretful look on this bitch's face right away. Wen Renfeng clenched his fists, very excited.

"Alright, I agree."

Voices came from all directions, cheerful and playful: "Prime Minister Pei, then activate the hidden player in the palace. Well, it's not easy to take action in the palace... just lead Mu Nanfeng to the Canaan River."

"Kill him, hehe~"

*

The Qianqing Palace, the empress's bedroom.

at this time.

Xia Qingji was wearing an imperial robe and sitting on the dragon chair in front of the desk.

Sitting in her arms was a man in white, his expression stiff.

She stretched out her slender fingers, clamped the man's jaw, and forcefully tilted his face to the side.

"You touched my imperial cabinet?" She said coldly, her red lips opening and closing.

Mu Nanfeng sat sideways, his back fitting her curves, his waist tightly held by a small hand. The difference in strength between the two was so great that he was completely unable to resist. He tilted his head and they looked at each other.

Countless scenes from idol dramas in his past life flashed through his mind:

Aloof and domineering boss x unruly little wife

Gentle boss x scheming little wife

Dark-bellied Boss x Silly Little Wife

Wolfdog boss x cold little wife

......

Mu Nanfeng once had a vulgar dream, which was to make a lot of money, become a cool and domineering boss, and then on a night of extravagance and decadence, hold an elegant red wine glass in his hand, with his gentle and shy little wife in his arms.