She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 586 - 585: I have a bad temper, and I like killing people to vent my anger.
After leaving the Imperial Palace, she saw Fifth Sister riding a horse from a distance, looking towards the palace gate. Only when she saw her did she finally decide to wave the horsewhip and ride away.
"Prime Minister, this way." A lean-looking coachman, standing beside the palace gate, bowed and called out to her.
Yan Wanqing sighed heavily, releasing the suppression in her heart. From now on, she would be the true Qin Zhen.
"What are you thinking about, sir? Is it that my carriage isn’t clean enough?" the coachman asked when he saw that Qin Zhen was hesitant to board the carriage.
She shook her head, lifted the carriage curtain planning to get in, but stopped halfway, "Who are you?"
The coachman in the morning was Aman, but the coachman now had become a stranger.
Qin Zhen felt that something was off.
The coachman immediately took out a jade pendant from his chest, prominently engraved with the character "Qin."
"I am a coachman personally selected by His Majesty for the Prime Minister. This is the jade pendant bestowed by His Majesty. You should take another look at me; you might find I look somewhat familiar," the coachman exposed his face to Qin Zhen.
Qin Zhen stared at him for a few moments, said nothing, and first got into the carriage.
The jade pendant was authentic.
But she couldn’t recognize the familiar face of the coachman, as she wasn’t the real Qin Zhen.
As the carriage started to move forward, she gradually smelled a strange fragrance coming from inside the carriage.
Interesting.
At the feet of the Emperor, some indeed act recklessly.
If this were the real Qin Zhen, she might have been in trouble, but unfortunately, it wasn’t; she had long been immune to all poisons.
To her, the strange fragrance was merely a unique scent.
However, she still professionally closed her eyes. She hadn’t slept well in the morning, and now she decided to catch up on some sleep, waiting for the coachman to wake her up when they reached their destination.
With that thought in mind, she entered her dreams quite peacefully.
"I’ve brought the person over, can I go now?" the coachman’s timid voice sounded outside the carriage window.
"Who will take her back if you leave?! No, you have to wait here," said a slightly deep yet husky and pleasant male voice.
Following that, the carriage shook, the curtain was lifted, and Qin Zhen was dragged out by the arm, carried over someone’s shoulder, and eventually thrown onto a soft couch.
Qin Zhen had just woken up, yawned, and slowly opened her eyes.
"How ugly."
The man’s face was full of pustules, squeezed into a small area by a pair of eyes as big as copper bells, with a large fat face, a high nose bridge, and excessively thick, purple lips which spread a slight scent of meat when they came close.
Qin Zhen nearly spat out the breakfast her elder brother had given her that morning.
The man, insulted, became unhappy, "What about being ugly? In a bit, I will still be eating swan meat."
He stared at Qin Zhen’s delicately fair face, sneering sinisterly, "Once you taste what I am like, you will know my worth."
Disgust, feeling nauseous.
Qin Zhen’s facial features twisted together.
With one slap, would the pustules on his face break, and their pus stick on her hand? 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
Seeing that Qin Zhen remained silent, the man thought she was scared and hence softened his tone.
"Taking someone’s money to eliminate their disaster, I know you’re also a pitiable person. I will be gentle. It won’t hurt you, and after it’s over, the coachman at the door will take you back," he said, then threatened, "If you dare reveal the slightest hint or report to the authorities, your reputation as a woman will be destroyed."
In this era, a woman’s chastity was more significant than her life.
These people dared to be so reckless precisely because they grasped that point.
Unfortunately for them.
The person under Qin Zhen’s skin was not her, but Yan Wanqing.
"Everything that needs to be said is said. Will you take off your clothes yourself, or shall I help you?" he said as his licentious eyes swept up and down her body, and swallowing his saliva, his breathing became heavier at the thought of soon enjoying her fragrance.
Seeing his expression, Qin Zhen purposely showed a timid and scared expression, "Who exactly sent you?"
"What? You know and think you can go seek revenge?" He saw Qin Zhen as weak and vulnerable as a little rabbit, and unexpectedly a sense of pity mixed with teasing arose in him; he patiently started to converse with her.
Qin Zhen, hearing this, thought there might be a chance.
"I should at least know what kind of trouble I’ve stirred up so that I can avoid it in the future," she said, her eyes reddening and her voice becoming softer and more pitiful.
"To tell you the truth, I have no idea who it is, but the person is very generous, using even official silver." The man patted the heavy pocket on his side, his tone extremely arrogant: "I really don’t get you women, always scrambling to get into court affairs. It’s no place for you women to play house. Look, now you’ve invited trouble. Luckily, you met me. I know how to cherish the fragrant and cherish the jade."
He was halfway through speaking when he saw Qin Zhen pull a cloth from his sleeve and slightly raise an eyebrow, "What for? Are you going to keep the fallen petals as a souvenir?"
"A souvenir your uncle!" Qin Zhen quickly wrapped the cloth around his palm and without another word, punched the man in the head, knocking the fat pig to the ground. She stepped forward and stomped on his shoulder as he tried to rise, pinning him harshly to the ground with a chilling tone, "You talk too much."
She punched the fatty in the face again, sending him spinning in confusion.
She pulled off the purse hanging by his waist, opened it to check, and indeed, there was quite a bit of official silver inside.
"It seems you’ve done this quite a bit; I shall take this as the first fire of my new official duties," she had intended to resolve the matter gently, trying not to touch the fruits of those people’s interests, but it seems some just had to meddle.
Threatening with a woman’s chastity, what a despicable thought from this bunch!
With a loud bang, the door instantly shattered into pieces.
The coachmen who had wanted to enjoy the voyeuristic scene at the window flew into panic, falling to the ground as if petrified.
Qin Zhen, wearing a slight, mocking smile, stared at the coachman and then with a lift of her hand, a 200-pound fat man was thrown to the ground by her, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The coachman gaped, shocked.
The slender, fragile-looking woman possessed such strength.
"Looks like you won’t be getting up, need this lord to help you up personally?" Qin Zhen raised an eyebrow, her eyes carrying a bone-chilling severity.
The coachman dared not say, "You need not trouble yourself, your lordship, I can get up!"
He scrambled up from the ground, weakly standing in his spot, unsure of what to do next.
"Let’s go, take this lord to your master’s place to sit a while," Qin Zhen dusted off her clothes and spoke slowly.
The coachman’s eyes fell on the man lying on the ground, who had his eyes tightly closed.
"Dead as a doornail," Qin Zhen said coolly.
The coachman’s face turned even paler.
"Tie him to the back of the carriage and drag him back," Qin Zhen stretched lazily, gesturing to the coachman, "Hurry up, this lord woke up early today and is not in a good mood, most in the mood to..." she slowed her speech, with a sinister tone, "kill to vent my anger!"
This nearly made the coachman’s legs turn to jelly.
Qin Zhen didn’t care about his feelings, and got straight into the carriage. She heard a rustling sound behind her, and after a while, the coachman climbed onto the carriage sweating profusely.
"Lord, everything is ready," the coachman reported.
"Hmm," Qin Zhen hummed nonchalantly with her eyes closed.
The coachman dared not delay any longer, whipped the horses, and set off, his mind in turmoil.
From behind the carriage, a severe friction sound was heard, causing the coachman, aware of what was tied, to feel tingling in his scalp.
What a turn of events!
He had thought she was a weak and delicate lady, yet she turned out to be so cruel and ruthless.
Smiling, she killed a man and even had him tied to the back of the carriage to be dragged back.
The coachman knew he had to do as told; otherwise, he would end up like the dead fat man, tied to the back of the carriage. He believed she would do it.
The noon sun was intensely hot.
The originally empty street became crowded because of one carriage that captured everyone’s attention.
Nothing else would suffice, it was just too bloody and terrifying.
One could only see a huge body tied behind the carriage, leaving a long trail of blood on the road, extremely horrifying, sending chills down everyone’s spine.
Such a terrifying occurrence had never happened in the Qin State before, terrifying many of the townsfolk who saw this scene.
Eventually, the carriage stopped in front of a residence.
The coachman’s trembling voice came from outside the curtain.
"My lord..." his palms were sweaty.
"We’ve arrived, have we?" Qin Zhen stretched languidly, speaking indifferently, "I’m not a patient person. If you brought me to the wrong master, this lord would be displeased."
The coachman’s back was already soaked with sweat, "How could that be, my lord? Even if you gave me ten thousand gallbladders, I wouldn’t dare!"
Only then did Qin Zhen lift the carriage curtain and step down from the carriage.
Seeing the sign.
"Oh ho, the Li Residence!" she jumped down from the carriage.
Wasn’t this the residence of Lord Li who had argued with her at court this morning?
