She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 592 - 591: Leave No One Alive Except for the Three Actors
The Idle King could no longer tolerate it.
He picked up the cup in his hand and threw it viciously at Qin Zhen.
Seeing his stance and the thickness of the cup, had it landed on someone’s body, particularly on the delicate skin of a tender woman, it would surely have caused bruising and internal injuries, and might even have left scars.
It was evident that the Idle King was truly enraged.
Never before had he found Qin Zhen so insufferable, so nauseating!
Following a soft "tsk,"
Qin Zhen lifted both feet onto the chair, and the cup instantly exploded into pieces at her feet, scattering fragments everywhere.
Qin Zhen looked at the Idle King, "Crude!"
"Truly crude!" she couldn’t help but repeat.
The Idle King, seeing that he hadn’t hit his target, vented his anger outward, "Is everyone dead? Can’t you hear what I’m saying, drag this vermin out of here for me!"
His fat hand pointed at Qin Zhen through the air.
One vermin after another.
Qin Zhen licked her canine tooth, a hint of ferocity flashing in her eyes.
But she quickly suppressed it.
Violence is not the solution, not the solution.
Life can’t be full of constant fighting; she had to resolve the issue peacefully and tactfully.
The Idle King was still raging, "A bastard born with a father but no mother, when your birth mother sent you to my mansion, I should have drowned you straight away, a cheap thing, now you’ve suddenly become the Prime Minister, back when you lay on my bed trying to seduce me—"
As one after another unbearable word echoed in the room.
The people around Qin Zhen began to look at her differently.
Qin Zhen sensitively noticed that the gazes of these men carried hints of lechery and ill intent.
All because of the Idle King’s words.
The Idle King also knew he had spoken secrets he shouldn’t have.
But after blurting them out, he felt a great sense of relief, "Qin Zhen, you should be like your mother, a filthy wench kissed by thousands!"
Qin Zhen felt like her tongue had been cut, a taste of blood spread in her mouth, as she stared at the still ranting Idle King, her gaze calm.
As calm as stagnant water.
Seeing her unmoved, the Idle King grew even angrier.
However, the Vice Minister of Punishment felt there was more to the situation than met the eye.
A girl who had lost both parents and was now following the Empress, how could she have such terrifying eyes?
The light emanating from those eyes was scarier than that of any condemned prisoner he had ever interrogated.
Those were people who had killed without mercy, their eyes filled with bloodlust.
But compared to this girl, they were nothing.
The Vice Minister of Punishment felt as if his vision darkened and his scalp tingled after looking too long.
This Qin Zhen, definitely not a simple figure!
"Your Highness, the Idle King, please calm down! Please calm down!" The Vice Minister of Punishment quickly stepped forward to soothe him.
But the Idle King was not appreciative, pushing him away.
The wretched thing that wasn’t fit to be seen in public, the one who stripped naked on the bed to tempt him, whom he had never even deigned to look at, had now transformed into the Prime Minister, second only to the Emperor, flaunting herself before him and showing off, how had the Idle King ever suffered such humiliation, especially from a mere woman!
This was a naked insult to his manhood!
An insult that was unbearable!
"Will you leave, or not? Get out!"
Qin Zhen’s gaze was icy. She sat in her chair, a diminutive figure that resembled an exquisitely delicate doll, but her eyes were pitch black, exuding a boundless stillness.
She tilted her head, looking endearingly at the Idle King and the Vice Minister of Punishment, "I’ll add money, knock this pig down."
She could no longer swallow her pride.
Qin Zhen had always had a miserable life, and now, for the sake of the Qin State, she willingly scarred her face and poisoned her vocal cords to become mute. Such a noble young girl became nothing but lowly merchandise in the mouth of a beast like the Idle King.
It’s ridiculous.
So what exactly had this gluttonous Idle King, waiting for death, done for his own country?
Embezzling official silver and corrupting the law, perhaps?
If it wasn’t for the fact that beheading this pig right now wasn’t an option, she would’ve loved to have a bloody knife go in and come out, hacking this pig into pieces.
As Qin Zhen’s voice died away, Li Weixian, lying on the ground, let out frantic "ah ah" sounds, agitated.
He knew all too well who Qin Zhen was talking to.
That man in red would appear again!
With eyes wide open in horror, he kept making noises and wildly grasping at the air with his hands, trying to warn the Idle King and the Vice Minister of Punishment to be careful.
But no one took his actions seriously.
The Idle King was immersed in the pleasure of insulting Qin Zhen, cussing without restraint, using the ugliest words he could muster.
The Vice Minister of Punishment appeared to be organizing something, but just barely stood there, almost doing nothing.
A group of soldiers gathered at the door to watch the spectacle.
Listening to the Idle King’s filthy speech, laden with insults directed at women, their gazes were nakedly fixed on Qin Zhen, as if by merely looking at her—the Prime Minister favored by the Empress—she was stripped of her clothing and standing naked before these lowly men.
All eyes converged on Qin Zhen alone, like an invisible evil with enormous claws reaching out. No one cared about her identity or where she came from. At this moment, she was just a woman, a woman subject to their whimsical gazes.
Qin Zhen’s words failed to make any ripples.
The trembling Li Weixian finally quieted down.
The man in red, Wu Bie, did not appear.
Seeing her bluffing, the Idle King grew more unrestrained, pointing to the soldiers at the door, "All of you, come in, and take a good look at how our esteemed Prime Minister, whom we must personally seal, is making empty threats."
The soldiers at the door, who couldn’t see clearly from their position, immediately squeezed in upon the Idle King’s command. The large hall quickly filled with spectators.
The stench of male sweat quickly permeated the hall as they excitedly fixed their eyes on Qin Zhen, unable to stop swallowing their saliva.
Qin Zhen’s silence was interpreted by the Idle King as a sign of weakness.
"Now you know fear, Qin Zhen. After all, you’re just a woman, and a woman’s chastity means everything. Just now, this king gave you so many chances to leave, but you refused to go. Now you realize your mistake, but it’s too late," the Idle King said, his murky eyes filled with malicious thoughts.
He raised his hand, and amidst everyone’s gaze, "Close the door!"
The soldiers excitedly complied and then shut out the midday sunlight.
With the doors closed, darkness invaded.
Qin Zhen saw the gazes fixed on her becoming more wanton, with many slowly edging toward her direction.
It seemed as though all they needed was one word from the Idle King, and they would dare to behave outrageously toward her!
"How dare you!" Qin Zhen snapped, "I am the Prime Minister, fed on the ’Courage of the Bear and Leopard’ by you lot!"
She was giving these men one last chance.
Unfortunately, no one appreciated it.
Seeing her angry face, the Idle King gloated even more, "You’re the Prime Minister? No one in the Qin State, apart from Her Majesty the Empress, has ever acknowledged that. Qin Zhen, oh Qin Zhen, you’re only fit to follow in your mother’s footsteps, working the same trade as a brothel woman. With so many men in the hall today, you should be satisfied, hahaha."
His laugh was revolting, and the look in his eyes even more disgusting.
The Vice Minister of Punishment stood nearby, head bowed, trying to hide his silhouette among the crowd.
With the Idle King’s words, the soldiers became even more brazen, attempting to reach out toward Qin Zhen.
Truthfully, dying beneath the peony, even as a ghost one would remain romantic. With such a beauty, to have a taste, one would die without regrets!
Qin Zhen slowly closed her eyes.
The crowd thought she had resigned to her fate.
The next second, she curved her red lips into a bloodthirsty smile.
"Heaven has a path which you did not take, hell has no gate yet you insist on barging in. I gave you a chance to live."
She raised her hands and clapped.
Cold-blooded and ruthless.
"Spare only the three jesters, leave no other survivors."
