All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 105 - 104 ’One Hundred Years of Solitude’ (Going on Sale Tomorrow!)

Luodu, Imperial City.

The night was deep.

The vast palace stood on the earth, spreading across the expansive Han Baiyu Ground Palace Square.

Inside the Imperial Study Room, a man of outstanding bearing, clad in a brocade dragon robe adorned with gold threads, sat quietly at the desk.

There was a hint of heroism between his brows, but also an abundance of enchanting beauty that seemed out of place on a man. He rested his chin on his hand as he flipped through the neat stack of documents on the desk, frowning slightly before letting out a long sigh.

The candle flame flickered intermittently, and after a while...

A figure in a striking red palace dress, embroidered with phoenix patterns in gold thread around the waistband, walked gently and gracefully behind the man.

Delicate fingers extended to gently massage his temples, and with her cherry lips slightly parted, she spoke softly, "Your Majesty, what’s the matter?"

Ji Nanjue closed his eyes gently, allowing the cool touch of her fingers to soothe his fatigue, and replied nonchalantly, "Empress, what brings you to my Imperial Study Room so late?"

Lin Jinyu blinked, hesitated for a moment, then sat down close to Ji Nanjue.

Gazing at his delicate, almost feminine profile, her chest heaved gently as she spoke, her voice filled with quiet grievances, "This consort saw that the light in Your Majesty’s study remained on for a long time and was concerned about Your Majesty’s health, so I came to have a look."

"..."

After a pause, her eyes carefully scanned the documents on the table, and she asked with a hint of curiosity, "Has Your Majesty encountered some trouble?"

Ji Nanjue did not look at Lin Jinyu but subtly shifted his body to the side.

A faint shade of disappointment flashed in the Empress’s eyes. She pursed her lips and clenched her delicate hand tightly.

"It’s nothing serious, just some trivial matters."

"However, the South Wind Ancient Country sent an envoy wishing to invite me to join the upcoming Sect recruitment event at Sacred Land Utopia..."

"These Immortal Sects of the Twenty-One Provinces, ah!"

At that point, Ji Nanjue’s face took on a peculiar expression, as if he remembered something, and he reached out to take a memorial that had been placed separately to one side.

"...But there is indeed one amusing matter."

"The Mo Family Head of Mo City has filed a complaint against Wuhua Palace, accusing them of the wicked act of administering an aphrodisiac to his daughter?"

"And that’s not all! Elder Su of the Sword Sect, the one rumored to have been roaming the Divinity Transformation Stage for a century, wielding the Qingping Sword—the Treasure of the Sword Sect, supposedly retrieved from an ancestral tomb—managed to scare Luo Ritian into wetting his pants with a single strike?"

"This Su Bei is quite interesting indeed!"

"With his riotous antics in Mo City, he has somehow garnered the recognition of the entire city for the Sword Sect?"

"Perhaps this year the Sword Sect could indeed surprise the Underworld Sects."

Ji Nanjue shook his head, got up on his own, stretched his body a little, looked down at Lin Jinyu who was still sitting on the chair, and said indifferently, "Hmm, thank you for your concern, Empress. I am a bit tired."

"You should rest early too."

Having said that, he turned around and prepared to leave the Imperial Study Room.

Lin Jinyu’s eyes kept changing, her expression resembling that of a deeply wronged woman. With an unexpected burst of courage, she suddenly stood up and called out to Ji Nanjue, "Does Your Majesty plan to retire to bed alone again?"

"..."

Ji Nanjue halted in his tracks, turned his head, and looked at the Empress whose eyes were reddened, her beauty incredibly striking in the faint candlelight. He spoke calmly, "The Empress should understand the purpose for which I made you my Empress years ago."

"Let’s not speak of this again in the future..."

Then he turned again and left the Imperial Study Room.

Large tears rolled down the Empress’s cheeks, wetting the carefully applied rouge on her face, adding a bitter taste as they landed on her lips.

Standing motionless, the Empress watched the disappearing figure of Ji Nanjue and choked out softly, "This consort knows that Your Majesty has been good to me, having taken no concubines for a hundred years."

"But in all these hundred years, you haven’t spent a single night in my Cilan Palace..."

"Where have I not been good enough that you treat me with such distant courtesy?"

"This consort has even written the everlasting ’Hundred Years of Solitude’."

"..."

Muttering to herself, she wiped away her tears. The Empress looked doubtfully at the name Su Bei on the desk, which Ji Nanjue had encircled several times.

Then her eyes suddenly lit up with an incredible glow, and she tightly covered her mouth as if she had discovered something astonishing, "Su Bei?"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty couldn’t possibly prefer men, could he?!"

"..."

「It was already morning.」

Su Bei lay on the bed without moving a muscle, staring at the ceiling.

...

It must be said, it was quite a peculiar feeling.

After a series of internal struggles, Su Bei, summoning all his manly resolve, finally moved the thigh lying on top of him, inch by inch, off his body.

Then, glaring at Xiao Ruoching, who was sound asleep with her cheeks puffed out, he said viciously, "Women, whether old or young, are indeed all a bunch of hypocrites!"

"Tell her to come, she won’t; ignore her, and she gets all worked up!"

"PAH! Craving my body?"

"Once, twice, but not a third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, or eighth time..."

"....."

He dressed properly in his robe and combed his hair into a dignified style, then stretched out his foot and kicked towards the still-sleeping Xiao Ruoching.

Xiao Ruoching slowly opened her large eyes, still gummy with sleep, and gently furrowed her brows, looking at the foot her master had placed on her.

"Get up. This is what you get for staying up all night."

"Today is the day of your master’s speech."

"Hurry up, get ready, and let’s go! And clean the sleep from your eyes."

"..."

「It was the hour of Chen.」

The whole of Mo City was already bustling with activity. Su Bei, with hands clasped behind his back, walked leisurely toward the City Master Mansion, surrounded by a group of Sword Sect Disciples.

All along the way, he could see old men and women taking quick, small steps, their mouths agape, frantically heading toward the City Master Mansion.

—Luckily, the area outside the City Master Mansion seemed large enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

"How many eggs did Old Liu get?"

"Not many, not many, just one hundred and eighty. If I go back and put on my daughter’s skirt, I can get twenty more!"

"Hurry, hurry, don’t be late. The eggs might run out!"

"I’ve only gotten eighty! This won’t do. I have to go back and drag the father of my child’s father-in-law out of bed to get eggs."

"Isn’t he one breath away from his last?"

"..."

Su Bei fell silent for a moment and then saw heaps of eggs being continuously transported from outside to the City Master Mansion, then scattered like flowing water to this crazed egg-snatching crowd.

He could even faintly hear Mo Zhan’s roaring voice, "Tens of millions of eggs! Gone in one go?"

"Family Head, we’re truly being squeezed dry! Mo City’s chickens’ backsides are about to start smoking..."

"Where are all these people coming from? Twenty eggs per person, how many can the City Master Mansion even hold?"

"Family Head, you didn’t realize, did you? When you said anyone could claim them, droves of old folks from who-knows-which surrounding towns dragged their entire families over..."

"What are these old folks cultivating? Immortality? Don’t be ridiculous! Why are they joining the commotion?"

"But you didn’t say only cultivators could claim the eggs..." 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"..."

The Mo Family Disciples felt very wronged. After all, eggs were not like rice or flour, which could be stored in large quantities; getting so many within a day was already quite a feat.

Other families, hearing that the Mo Family was collecting eggs in large numbers, began to think that eating eggs could lead to immortality.

They crazily raised the price, which climbed more than tenfold.

Seeing Mo Zhan trying to keep up appearances despite the cost, a Mo Family Disciple tentatively suggested, "Family Head, should we... stop giving them out?!"

"Give them out! How could we not! Are we of the Mo Family the kind to break our word?"

"..."