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Chapter 479 Tyrant 4

He's not dead, he's lucky.

But he was terribly thin and untamed, like a little wild beast, grinning at her.

The Imperial Concubine despised him to death, but the Seventh Prince's mother had died a long time ago, and his mother's family had been wiped out because of the Virtuous Concubine's adultery, so Yun Ji was her best choice now.

"My beloved concubine." Emperor Qing held her in his arms, "Do you really want this bastard to be our crown prince?"

Emperor Qing touched the concubine's belly and said, "My beloved, I still want you and my son to become the crown prince."

The imperial concubine scolded and hit Emperor Qing, "Your Majesty, look at the Seventh Prince. His features are so similar to yours. How could he not be your son?"

There is no other choice. If she gets pregnant again, it will not be too late to kill the Seventh Prince.

In order to better control Yun Ji, and also to prevent him from retaliating and executing her after ascending the throne, the imperial concubine also gave Yun Ji a secret medicine.

This secret medicine will cause people to have constant headaches, as if densely packed sharp needles are piercing into the brain and tearing it apart.

The imperial concubine looked at the twelve-year-old seventh prince in front of her, who had smashed his forehead against the wall until it was bloody because of an unbearable headache, and smiled softly, "If you don't want to endure this severe pain, just listen to me in the future. I will give you an antidote to suppress your headache."

Of course, this antidote has a time limit, once a month, so she is not afraid that this evil creature will not listen to her.

The imperial concubine threw the pill in her hand towards Yun Ji in disgust. The pill rolled on the ground, covered with dirty dust.

She walked in front of Yun Ji and lightly stepped on the dirty pill with her lotus embroidered shoes.

"Yeah, it's dirty."

The imperial concubine laughed continuously and walked out of the palace, leaving behind Yun Ji, whose face was covered in blood and who had long stopped banging his head against the wall.

The twelve-year-old Yun Ji's black eyes contained a dangerous storm. He did not pick up the dirty antidote pill. The pain spread from his temple to his entire head, sweeping over him like waves.

Yun Ji clenched his teeth, and the fine beads of sweat and blood on his forehead mixed together. The pain was like a poisonous snake, circling and biting in his mind, but he managed to hold on.

The imperial concubine thought that she could control Yun Ji in this way, but she didn't expect that none of the antidotes she gave him would work on Yun Ji.

Even when he was having an attack, he continued to talk to her without changing his expression.

Only three years later, the seventh prince who had never received any education in the cold palace had become a gentle and humble prince.

Of course, that was just an appearance. To everyone's surprise, Emperor Qing died of a sudden illness.

At that time, no one knew that it was the Seventh Prince who did it, and everyone really thought that Emperor Qing died of a serious illness.

The seventh prince ascended to the throne and became the emperor, the imperial concubine became the dowager concubine, and he even tried to use the headache technique to control Yun Ji.

However, Yun Ji did not kneel on the ground and kowtow to beg her for the antidote as she had imagined. Instead, he sneered and ordered people to drag her away.

The imperial concubine used all the methods she had used on other people in the past few years. She was already like a madman, but she still cursed Yun Ji for a miserable death.

Noisy.

Yun Ji sent Emperor Qing, who had turned into a human pig, to the imperial concubine. The imperial concubine was surprised that Emperor Qing was not dead yet, but the next second, she could no longer laugh.

This damn adopted son, after torturing her, turned her into a human pig and stuffed her into the bottle where Emperor Qing was.

"Yun Ji! Yun Ji! If you kill me, you will never recover from your severe headache! I am the only one who has the antidote—"

But Yun Ji ignored him, his eyes remained calm, and he still ordered the palace servants to carry out his orders.

No one knew that he was in severe pain.

The imperial concubine and Emperor Qing were crowded together like this, struggling and dying in such pain.

From becoming an emperor at fifteen until he reached the age of twenty, Yun Ji had always pretended to be normal. Although those so-called headaches tortured his body and mind, he gradually got used to them.

But the side effects are getting worse and worse, and the desire to destroy everything is getting stronger and stronger.

He has never been a merciful person. When he first ascended the throne, he ordered the execution of the imperial concubine's maternal family. Those royal children who dared to jump in front of him were also killed by him.

Killing people seemed to ease the desire to kill, and the headaches seemed to subside.

Just indulge yourself.

Seeing these court officials, palace ladies, and common people trembling with fear of him, Yun Ji just felt extremely bored.

But out of this calm tide, huge waves suddenly arose.

He was actually overthrown by a woman, who threw him into the harem and made him a beauty.

Yun Ji had never suffered such a great humiliation before.

What's even more hateful is that his heartbeat quickened involuntarily, and he didn't even resist her touch. In fact, every time Jiang Lingruo appeared, his headache symptoms seemed to be relieved.

Yun Ji knew this reaction. It might be a sign of love, but how could he fall in love with a woman like this?

Jiang Lingruo must have used secret medicine on him like the imperial concubine did.

He would definitely kill her.

The person who tried to use the secret medicine to force him to surrender has died miserably, and he will definitely let Jiang Lingruo die at his hands.

The hall was silent except for Yun Ji's rapid breathing.

This woman actually...

How could she be so shameless...

"Do not touch me."

"is it?"

A few strands of black hair were stuck to his forehead. Jiang Lingruo gently brushed them away for him. "But your reaction doesn't say that."

She was answered by the sound of angry chains.

He would definitely kill her and torture this woman severely.

What did she think of him as? Did she really think of him as a concubine in the harem? A tool for her to vent her lust?

But the body's instinct couldn't help but sink.

.....

After a long time, Jiang Lingruo finally stood up from the couch, "Are you born in the Year of the Dog? Not gentle at all."

Her arms were covered with his bite marks, some of which even bled, but Yun Ji was not soft-hearted at all, so she was the only one who indulged him.

To deal with a mad dog, you have to be crazier than he is.

Jiang Lingruo pulled Yun Ji up from the couch and reconnected his broken wrist bone, "I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?"

It was an almost subconscious question and Yun Ji was stunned, not knowing why he had such a reaction.

Even though he hated her, he had to admit that he wanted to be by her side and see her.

The effect of this medicine is perhaps too strong.

Where on earth did she find this secret medicine that could make him lose his mind?

Jiang Lingruo extended the chains on his hands and ankles, "You can walk around the palace as you like, but don't hurt anyone."

In fact, Jiang Lingruo did not arrange any palace servants to be within the scope of Yun Ji's activities.

"Do you care so much about the lives of those ants?" Yun Ji seemed to have lost his restraints and subconsciously wanted to subdue the woman in front of him, but the next second, he was knocked down on the couch.

How come this woman is so strong?

Jiang Lingruo smiled, the original owner's natural supernatural power was not to be underestimated.

"You are so naughty. You should continue to use the original chain."

Yun Ji gritted his teeth, his dark eyes like a bottomless cold pond, "Got it."