The cold wind suddenly stopped and the luminous pearl suddenly lit up. The Divine Queen appeared in front of her and glanced at the two chains around her ankles. "The tea is good, how is the person?"
The little girl stared at her cautiously and said nothing.
The Divine Queen looked at her and said, "You would rather give up the blood of the true dragon between your eyebrows to help Chen Chang Sheng. Do you really think you can hide what you want from anyone?"
The little girl put down the teacup and said indifferently, "I don't know what you want to say."
The Divine Empress calmly replied, "Whether you want him to help you obtain something, help you send a message back to the Dragon race, or think of a way to break Wang Zhice's prison array, it's all impossible, because he's too young. If he wants to satisfy your request, he'll need at least two hundred more years."
The little girl finally realized that all her plans were in the hands of this terrifying woman. Her expression became colder and colder, "So what?"
"Chen Chang Sheng said many things in front of you. Since you have heard them, you should know that it is very difficult for him to live past twenty years. Therefore, the success rate of your plan is basically zero."
The Divine Queen said, "If you help me do something, I will let you out after ten years."
The little girl's vertical pupils slightly shrunk and became even more demonic. She said, "What thing?"
The Divine Queen put her hands behind her back and looked at the gloomy light. After a moment of silence, she said, "Help me find out who Chen Chang Sheng really is."
The little girl froze and didn't understand what she heard.
If Chen Chang Sheng wasn't Chen Chang Sheng, who else could he be?
"I want to know how old he is, what's wrong with his body, why Taoist Ji adopted him, and how much of what the Pope and he said in Li Palace was true and how much was false."
The Divine Queen withdrew her gaze and quietly looked at the little girl. An indescribably terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the vast underground space. The snow on the ground gradually turned into powder.
The little girl's voice slightly trembled and said, "How can I know these things?"
"Because he trusts you. This is very important." The Divine Queen said while looking at her.
The little girl seemed to want to explain something and said hurriedly, "I don't even know why he trusts me!"
The Divine Queen said calmly, "Maybe it's because when he first met you, he already said too much, so now he doesn't mind telling you everything."
After a moment of silence, the little girl said, "That doesn't make sense."
The Divine Empress calmly looked at her and said, "There is still one more important reason."
Puzzled, the little girl asked, "What reason?"
The Divine Empress indifferently said, "You are not human."
The little girl frowned in displeasure.
"If … the Demon Lord and the Pope were in front of me, who do you think I would believe?"
The Divine Empress looked at her and asked with a faint smile on her face.
The little girl was puzzled.
The worst enemy and the most reliable partner. Was there even a need to think about that?
The Divine Empress did not give her time to think and said, "How about it?"
The little girl looked at the chicken bones in the oiled paper bag and the remaining tea in the cup. She blinked her eyes and said, "Fine, I promise you. If you let me go, I will follow him and report all his whereabouts to you."
She reached behind her and pulled out the chain. Looking at the Divine Empress, she seriously said, "You must first help me break this thing. Thank you."
The Divine Empress looked at her and calmly said, "There is no need for such trouble."
Saying this, she walked in front of the little girl and raised her right hand to her brow, as if she wanted to caress that line of blood.
The little girl's vertical pupils constricted as she sensed great danger.
The craftiness that had flashed through her eyes had long since disappeared, leaving only fear and unease.
Her black hair floated up and hissed in the air.
Her lips slightly opened, about to roar in anger.
But she could do nothing, not even dodge the Divine Empress's palm.
The Divine Empress's right hand seemed to fall very casually, but it seemed to be one with heaven and earth, unavoidable.
There was a light clap.
The Divine Empress's right hand fell on the little girl's brow, covering that line of blood.
The little girl's body fiercely trembled. Her face paled and her vertical pupils dilated. She seemed to be in extreme pain.
After a moment, the Divine Empress slowly withdrew her palm.
With her action, the shadow of a black dragon was drawn out of the line of blood between the little girl's brow!
The black dragon was about half a foot long and as thick as a finger. It struggled with all its might, but it could not escape the Divine Empress's palm. Inch by inch, it left the little girl's brow!
This black dragon seemed both real and illusory, as if it had a life of its own, but it was clearly not a living creature.
It was not a miniature of the Black Dragon, but a dragon's soul!
The Divine Empress had actually forcefully drawn out the dragon's soul from the Black Dragon's body!
Finally, the black dragon's soul was completely drawn out.
The line of blood between the little girl's brow became redder and redder. On its surface, a full bead of blood gradually formed, as if it had truly become a cinnabar mole.
As the dragon's shadow was drawn out, the little girl became abnormally tired and weakly collapsed to the ground.
The Divine Empress took out a jade scepter from her waist.
Everyone knew that the Divine Empress had two ornaments that never left her body.
She wore an ebony hairpin in her hair. At the top, there was a bright red dot, as if it had drunk blood. The end of the hairpin was damaged and extremely old, but it had never been changed. Because it was the third ranked hairpin of the Tier of Legendary Weapons!
The other ornament was the scepter she wore on her waist all year round. But no one knew what use this scepter had, that it could actually be like the ebony hairpin.
In the next moment, the Divine Empress poured the Black Dragon's soul into the scepter. This seemingly simple, almost like a charlatan's action, was actually the world's greatest divine ability!
The jade scepter instantly came to life and transformed into a small Black Dragon.
The small Black Dragon quietly lay in the Divine Empress's palm. It seemed very weak, but its eyes were very intense. Filled with endless hatred, it stared into the Divine Empress's eyes.
"You are a member of the dragon race, your bloodline is innately condensed. As long as the time is not too long, it will not harm you in any way. Moreover, if you had not willingly given up the true dragon's blood, even I would not have been able to steal away one of your three strands of dragon soul. So if you want to hate someone, you should hate yourself first."
The Divine Empress looked at the small Black Dragon in her palm and calmly said, "You should be very clear on what kind of cruel fate will befall you if your soul leaves and cannot return. So on this trip to the Garden of Zhou, you should take care of yourself."
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The spring night was as bright and beautiful as the day. Under the starlight, the green trees seemed even more vibrant. The Divine Empress left the well and casually strolled through the thick spring atmosphere of New North Bridge.
Not far away, there was a carriage. As she approached, the black rhinoceros that pulled the carriage humbly, or more accurately, reverently, knelt down. At the same time, a pale-faced middle-aged man also knelt down.
The long river of history was still flowing. There were some people who had not died, their names had not disappeared, but they were already destined to become the most unforgettable scenery in this long river. For example, Zhou Tong. It could already be confirmed that he would definitely be the most ruthless and treacherous official in the past tens of thousands of years. Whether it was in terms of the cruelty of his methods of imprisonment or the number of ministers he had falsely accused and killed, he would unquestionably be ranked first.
In the impression of the officials and the common people, Zhou Tong was a very mysterious person. Other than important occasions like the Grand Examination, he usually stayed in the quiet and gloomy government office of the Department for Purging Officials in the southern part of the city. When he occasionally went out, he would be accompanied by countless experts as guards. He rarely saw people. Even when he met with his colleagues in the Imperial Court or when he interrogated criminals, he would still habitually wear a black veil.
Generally speaking, only women, especially beautiful women, would wear a black veil. This eccentric habit of Zhou Tong attracted a lot of ridicule. Many people believed that this ruthless official's methods were too ruthless and his conduct too shameless. He felt that he had no face to see the elders of his hometown, no face to see the world, so he covered his face all year round. Of course, this kind of ridicule, or perhaps curses, would only spread in secret and would never reach his ears.
People probably could not imagine that Zhou Tong was only a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. It was just that because he stayed in prison all year round and also because he wore that black veil all year round, his face was somewhat pale.
"Your Majesty, I do not know how to deal with Chen Changsheng."
Zhou Tong said in a low voice, "In consideration of his relationship with the Li Palace, it is impossible to use torture."
The Divine Empress chuckled but said nothing.
The entire continent knew that Lord Zhou Tong was the Divine Empress's most loyal and craziest dog. In the minds of many people, he was assuredly an extremely obedient dog.
But this was not the case, because Zhou Tong understood dogs very well.
If the master told the dog not to bark, the dog would not bark. This was not called obedience. On the contrary, if the master told the dog not to bark, the dog would still listen to the activity outside the door and madly bark. Even if the master scolded you in front of the guests and pretended to hit you, in reality, he would still be happy in his heart and feel that you were obedient.
This sort of disobedience was true obedience.
Zhou Tong was very clear on when he should bark, when he should remain silent, when he should leap forward and bite, and when he should directly bite the throat of Her Majesty's enemies.
The Divine Empress had always been very satisfied with him. Even though he had committed so many evil deeds that he had already become a stain that could not be erased in the golden age of the Great Zhou Dynasty, she had never thought of throwing this dog into a pot to cook and then having those people who had suffered from him eat him. This was because she was very satisfied that this loyal dog would not be as untamed as Xu Shiji. Moreover, she did not even care about the evaluation in the history books, so why would she care about the discussion of the people of the world?
"What do you think We want to know from Chen Changsheng?"
The Divine Empress indifferently asked.
It was very strange. Even after ascending to power, she rarely referred to herself as' We ', only in front of Zhou Tong. The ministers were also used to calling her the Divine Empress. Only Zhou Tong insisted on calling her 'Your Majesty'.
Zhou Tong said, "Since Your Majesty has allowed him to live until now, then you want him to say something."
In the world, only the dead could not speak.
After a moment of silence, the Divine Empress said, "I truly do want to know a few things."
Zhou Tong whispered, "Can't use torture, or … death?"
The Divine Empress laughed at these words and loudly said, "I once asked Mo Yu a question. Now, I can also ask you this question."
Zhou Tong said, "Please enlighten me, Empress."
The Divine Empress said, "Do you believe that there are people in the world who are not afraid of death?"
Zhou Tong very seriously thought for a very long time and said, "I don't believe."
The Divine Empress smiled and said, "I also didn't believe before, but later on, I realized that there are people who really are not afraid of death."
Not waiting for Zhou Tong to speak, she continued, "If people are not afraid of death, why should they be afraid of death?"
Zhou Tong thought hard but could not understand. He asked, "Why is Chen Changsheng not afraid of death?"
"Because he is a real person, a sincere person, a true lover."
The Divine Queen put her hands behind her back and looked towards the direction of the Tradition Academy. There was another reason she didn't explain – that youngster was always accompanied by death – she silently thought, with such sincerity and no fear of death, if Chen Chang Sheng could live past twenty years old, would he really become the second Zhou Du Fu?
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