“This official earnestly requests Your Majesty to sentence Wu Yi to death. Execute him publicly to set an example!”
In truth, for a crime of this severity, the law demanded the extermination of nine generations.
But Lin Zhengtang didn’t dare mention that, fearing Duke Zhenbei—Wu An—might crush his skull with a single punch.
As soon as those words fell, the entire court fell into a silence so absolute one could hear a pin drop.
Members of Prime Minister Xu’s faction were gloating.
The neutral faction stayed on the sidelines, silently observing.
Even those civil officials who had once been friendly with the Wu family chose to remain silent.
Only a few military officials seemed like they wanted to speak up, but none dared open their mouths.
After all, what Wu Yi had done was undeniably a capital crime. Speaking in his defense was tantamount to opposing the Empress. Anyone who tried to plead for him would surely suffer.
Long Qiyue furrowed her delicate brows. After a brief silence, her icy voice echoed through the hall, “We are naturally aware of what Minister Lin said.”
As she spoke, her cold, piercing gaze landed on Wu Yi.
“Wu Yi, do you admit to what happened yesterday?”
Duke Wu An opened his mouth to speak, but Wu Yi stepped forward first and interrupted.
“This official does not admit it.”
Lin Zhengtang let out a cold laugh and raised his voice. “You don’t? Yesterday at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, there were so many witnesses. Young Master Xu saw it with his own eyes, and the Ninth Princess was personally involved. And you still want to deny it?”
But before he could finish, Wu Yi fired back.
“Your damn mother… looks like you were eating melon seeds while giving birth—your mouth hasn’t stopped since!”
Long Yinyin, eyes wide, thought, “Master’s supreme secret technique?” and hurriedly etched it into his heart.
Long Qiyue’s pupils contracted slightly, a strange glint flashing through her beautiful eyes.
Wu Yi ignored the stunned crowd and kept going.
“I told you to shut up—are you deaf? If your mouth’s so idle, go lick a toilet. Maybe then someone might say you’re useful.”
“Dog shit is at least soft. You? You’re both rotten and rigid.”
“Damn it, the more I talk, the angrier I get. I’m gonna beat you to death today!”
Just as Wu Yi was about to charge at Lin Zhengtang, Duke Wu An quickly pulled him back, his face filled with helplessness.
The scene resembled someone trying to stop a toy poodle from lunging at a Tibetan mastiff. It was ridiculous.
As for Lin Zhengtang, already dumbfounded from the verbal barrage, he looked pitifully at the Empress like some green tea bimbo.
“Your Majesty, look at what he’s doing…”
Long Qiyue snapped sharply, “Insolent, Wu Yi! Such rudeness has no place in court!”
“Minister Lin is an official of the court—how dare you insult him so casually?”
Though her face showed anger, her heart was secretly delighted.
Lin Zhengtang was Prime Minister Xu’s number one lapdog. Always filing petitions, always causing chaos. She was sick of him.
Hearing Wu Yi’s scolding was incredibly satisfying.
At this point, Xu Yangshuo stepped forward, knowing it was his turn to speak. He cupped his hands and said, “Your Majesty, Minister Lin spoke the truth. This official can testify.”
Long Qiyue looked at him with a flash of impatience in her eyes. “Speak!”
This matter was indeed difficult to handle. No matter how it ended, it would cause a rift between the royal family and the Wu family.
Once a mirror breaks, even if it’s pieced back together, the cracks remain.
In truth, Long Qiyue was more inclined toward the loyal and devoted Wu family than the power-hungry Xu family. She understood better than anyone how ambitious the Xu clan was.
Xu Yangshuo didn’t respond immediately. He first glanced at Wu Yi, a mocking smile appearing on his handsome face, as if gloating that Wu Yi’s death was inevitable.
Unexpectedly, Wu Yi snapped, “What are you staring at—your grandma’s legs?”
Xu Yangshuo, stunned, said, “What?”
Wu Yi sneered, “Why are you looking at me? I’m not your dad. Go ask your mom about your real father.”
“You…!”
“Turtle eating coal—black-hearted little bastard.”
“You, you, you…”
“You what? A Hanlin Academy scholar, and you can’t even finish a sentence? Brain underdeveloped, cerebellum missing—what kind of moron are you?”
Long Qiyue couldn’t take it anymore. She scolded loudly, “Enough, Wu Yi! One more insult and you’re out of this hall!”
“As the Wu family’s heir, how can you speak such foul words in court? What sort of conduct is this?”
Seeing the Empress lose her temper, Wu Yi immediately turned to Xu Yangshuo and bowed, “Apologies, Young Master Xu. I was rude.”
“I hope you, as a small man, won’t take offense at someone like me. A petty little thing like you shouldn’t stoop to the level of someone of my stature.”
Hearing this so-called apology, Long Qiyue ground her silver teeth in anger.
Xu Yangshuo clenched his fists, his face flushed with rage.
The civil and military officials all twitched at the corners of their mouths.
Only Long Yinyin looked at Wu Yi with admiration, secretly memorizing every word—he wished he could remember even the punctuation marks.
Xu Yangshuo’s face was ashen with fury.
He took a deep breath to calm himself before loudly saying, “Reporting to Your Majesty. Yesterday, this official ran into Wu Yi at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion. With goodwill, I invited him to share drinks.”
“Coincidentally, the Ninth Princess also arrived and sat in a private room next to ours.”
“Everyone knows Wu Yi is fond of the Ninth Princess. When he said he wanted to go see her, I stopped him and reminded him that she is now engaged to the Crown Prince of the Great Yan Empire. I advised him to be mindful of his identity and keep his distance to avoid causing misunderstanding.”
“But after a few rounds of wine, Wu Yi ignored my warnings. Whether it was the alcohol or his true intent, he barged in anyway.”
“He spoke disrespectfully to the Ninth Princess—vulgar, filthy words that cannot be repeated.”
“And then, Wu Yi even said something outrageous about Your Majesty… about Your Majesty and…”
Xu Yangshuo hesitated, seemingly afraid to continue.
Long Qiyue’s face was already tinged with cold fury.
“Speak. Not a word more or less. Say it exactly as it was.”
Xu Yangshuo hesitated, then braced himself and shouted, “Wu Yi shamelessly declared he wanted Your Majesty and the Ninth Princess to serve him together. He said he wanted a dragon playing with two phoenixes.”
“As for the rest… the filth was beyond what I could bring myself to repeat.”
“Outrageous!” Long Qiyue bellowed.
As expected, her furious roar echoed through the court. A suffocating pressure swept across the hall like a tidal wave.
Xu Yangshuo was so frightened he immediately dropped to his knees.
“Your Majesty, please calm your anger. These were Wu Yi’s exact words.”
“This official swears on his life—not a single lie.”
In that moment, the court shook.
What the hell?
Molesting the Ninth Princess was bad enough.
But he dared harbor lust for the Empress too?
He even wanted a “dragon plays with two phoenixes” scenario?
In an instant, the officials were all outraged.
Especially those loyal to Prime Minister Xu. Their reactions were loud and exaggerated.
“Outrageous! Absolutely disgraceful!”
“To insult Her Majesty and the Princess is a direct challenge to imperial authority! He must be planning treason!”
“A noble heir committing such vile acts—he should be torn to pieces and fed to dogs!”
“Your Majesty, imperial authority must not be defied. He must be punished severely!”
“According to Longhua law, execution is the only answer!”
“……”
Just as the court was erupting with fury—
Wu Yi’s calm voice suddenly rang out.
“Keep cursing. Once you’re done, it’s my turn.”
He turned and looked at Long Yinyin.
“Eighth Prince, pay attention.”
“There’s a saying—‘uncultured men grow stronger when challenged.’”
“Watch how I, the noble heir, debate these so-called scholars. I’ll use their wives’ mysterious organs as the center, draw circles using their family trees as radii, and go full blast.”
“If I don’t roast these wind-following fence-sitters until their ancestors explode and their bloodlines ascend to the heavens, I’ll consider these eighteen years of life wasted.”
Long Yinyin’s eyes were as wide as bronze bells, full of hunger for knowledge.
“Gotta learn this. I have to learn this!”
“Please, Master, bestow your full teachings upon me! I’ll remember every word!”