Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 693 - 343: This Dowager Must Meet Him in Person_2

Chapter 693: Chapter 343: This Dowager Must Meet Him in Person_2

The woman’s figure was upright, her black martial arts uniform tightly hugged her round waist and curvy hips. Especially striking were the imposing peaks on her chest, radiating an air of aloofness and dominance.

"Em... Empress Dowager?"

Yelü Miaomiao could hardly believe her eyes.

Xiao Lingqiu’s face was shrouded in frost, her brows sharp as blades, and her phoenix eyes brimming with a piercing intensity. "What? Are you surprised to see me?"

Yelü Miaomiao was dumbfounded.

The girl could never have imagined that the Empress Dowager of a nation would show up here.

And this was enemy territory.

If they were captured, the entire Yanrong would be doomed.

Yelü Miaomiao forced a smile that was even uglier than crying. "Em... Empress Dowager, weren’t you gravely ill?"

"Do you wish for me to be gravely ill, or not?"

Xiao Lingqiu’s gaze was cold as ice, her stare causing the fearless little princess’s back to break out in chills.

Yelü Miaomiao quickly replied, "Of course not."

She ran to the woman’s side, clutching her arm and speaking sweetly:

"Empress Dowager, upon hearing that you were gravely ill, I was beside myself with worry, desperate to fly to your side instantly. Now that I see you are safe and sound, my heart is finally at ease.

But, Empress Dowager, why did you come here? This place is incredibly dangerous. If anything were to happen to you... ahem, you’re blessed and sturdy, nothing will happen, naturally. Still, it’s awfully perilous..."

Xiao Lingqiu sneered coldly, "If I hadn’t come personally to fetch you, by the time you returned, this princess of Yanrong might very well already be carrying a child."

Yelü Miaomiao laughed awkwardly, "How could that be."

"Oh? How could it not?"

Xiao Lingqiu, suppressing her overwhelming rage, said icily, "The last time you returned to Yanrong, I already sensed something was amiss. You were in a dazed, lovesick state.

Now you’ve even skipped the Great Witch God’s Su Gu’s grand ritual and secretly come to the Central Plains. If not for the spies’ reports, I wouldn’t have believed it possible that a dignified princess of our nation would rendezvous with a wild man!"

As she spoke, Xiao Lingqiu’s brows stood upright, her phoenix eyes filled with killing intent. "Tell me, when did that wretched man sweet-talk you?"

Yelü Miaomiao protested indignantly, "How could you call it sweet-talking? He and I are mutually in love, and he even saved my life. If it weren’t for him saving me, I might have died long ago, perhaps never seeing you—the Empress Dowager—again."

"Oh, a gallant rescuer exchanging his deeds for your affections, is it?"

Xiao Lingqiu laughed furiously, her voice sharp and stern, "Yelü Miaomiao, you must remember your place! It’s not for just any lowly man to reach for you!"

Yelü Miaomiao became enraged herself, "I have the right to love someone! So what if I’m a princess? Or even the chosen successor of the Great Witch God? Am I not allowed to love someone?"

"Presumptuous!"

Never imagining that the usually obedient Yelü Miaomiao would dare talk back, Xiao Lingqiu was so infuriated that her chest heaved violently, almost tearing her uniform as she raised her hand to strike.

But staring at the girl’s delicate face, she couldn’t bring herself to deliver the slap.

"It’s my fault for spoiling you over the years, leaving you ignorant of the dangers of the world. You are at an age when emotions bloom, naturally vulnerable to deceitful rhetoric from men."

Xiao Lingqiu let out a long sigh and said coldly, "You’re coming back with me immediately. From now on, you are forbidden to step into the Central Plains!"

"Why should I?"

Yelü Miaomiao’s eyes reddened, "Is it a crime to love someone? I refuse to go back!"

Watching the girl she raised, now defying her for a man, Xiao Lingqiu’s fury burned brighter, her hatred for the man who had bewitched Miaomiao reaching its peak.

"If you don’t return, I’ll send people to kill that man!"

Xiao Lingqiu said coldly, "Not just kill him—I’ll flay him and pull his tendons out! Yelü Miaomiao, you understand the consequences of angering me. You should also know that once I say something, I’ll carry it out!"

Yelü Miaomiao clearly understood.

Although the top martial master of Yanrong, Yelv Shenye, had passed away, Yanrong still had other skilled warriors.

Zhao Wuxiu might be untouchable, but Jiang Mo was easy enough to deal with.

Take the Empress Dowager’s personal Ghost Guard, for instance—their cultivation was not much weaker than Dugu Luoxue’s. And since the Empress Dowager had come in person, there were definitely more hidden experts nearby.

Tears rolled down Yelü Miaomiao’s cheeks:

"Empress Dowager, you don’t care about me anymore. No matter what mistake I made in the past, you never punished me."

The girl started playing the emotional card.

This time, however, Xiao Lingqiu showed no mercy, her tone indisputable:

"Return to Yanrong, or watch as your man dies before your very eyes! I don’t fear your resentment. One day you’ll understand that this is all for your own good."

"But, if I return, will you promise not to target Jiang Mo again?"

Yelü Miaomiao asked with tearful hope.

Knowing the Empress Dowager’s personality, the girl knew that if she truly angered her, Jiang Shouzhong would suffer unspeakably.

Xiao Lingqiu replied evasively, "Since he saved your life, I’ll naturally express my gratitude."

Yelü Miaomiao suddenly suggested, "Empress Dowager, Jiang Mo is already a wanted fugitive in Dazhou. He’s agreed to come with me to Yanrong. Why don’t we bring him along this time? Besides, Jiang Mo’s status isn’t low—he’s the disciple of Sword Demon Yan Changqing..."

"Enough. Do you think I don’t know already?"

Xiao Lingqiu interrupted her, mocking, "Not only does he have Yan Changqing as a master, but he also has a failed marriage, as well as a demon clan beauty lingering on his side, right?"

Yelü Miaomiao stammered, "So the Empress Dowager has already investigated everything."

"Of course I’ve investigated. Without a thorough understanding, how would I know that the man who’s stolen the heart of our Yanrong princess turns out to be a promiscuous rogue?"

Xiao Lingqiu’s anger mounted as she spoke. "Miaomiao, I wouldn’t mind if you loved a man, but to love someone so lowly, so licentious? What’s next? Are you really planning to become someone’s concubine?"

Yelü Miaomiao feebly argued, "Men having multiple wives is common. Even emperors have their Three Palaces and Six Courtyards."

Xiao Lingqiu burst out laughing in fury.

This girl was truly bewitched, impervious to reason.

She took a deep breath and said sternly, "This time, I will have the Ghost Guard escort you back to Yanrong personally. Without my command, you are not to step into the Central Plains again! Obey me, and I may let that scoundrel live. Otherwise..."

Xiao Lingqiu’s gaze turned as sharp as an eagle’s. "You’ll see if I dare act!"

"But..."

Yelü Miaomiao tried to respond, but Xiao Lingqiu signaled to the Ghost Guard. The guard materialized behind Yelü Miaomiao like a specter and delivered a precise hand strike, rendering the girl unconscious.

The Ghost Guard caught Yelü Miaomiao’s limp body and blew a silent whistle.

With a ripple in the air, two more black-clad female Ghost Guards appeared.

"Take her back to Yanrong, and watch her closely!"

Xiao Lingqiu commanded gravely.

"Understood."

The two Ghost Guards carefully took Yelü Miaomiao and vanished.

Xiao Lingqiu rubbed her forehead and sighed, "If only I hadn’t indulged that girl and let her come to the Capital."

The Ghost Guard muttered softly, "Empress Dowager, about that man..."

"Let him live a few more days."

Loathing filled Xiao Lingqiu’s eyes. She waved dismissively and said, "There are more urgent matters to resolve now. Once that’s done, I’ll peel off his skin myself!"

Even though she had promised Miaomiao, such a man deserved to die.

To sever Miaomiao’s infatuation, even earning the girl’s lifelong hatred would be worth it.

Xiao Lingqiu unfastened her collar and gazed at a glowing gemstone embedded near her heart, murmuring:

"I was careless this time, not realizing Rama’s relic would have such severe side effects. Thankfully, within ten days, even Zhao Wuxiu won’t be able to harm me. For now, we must find a way to get closer to the Taoist Ancestor’s corpse..."

She adjusted her collar, her eyes flashing dangerously.

Taking out a plain disguise mask and donning it, Xiao Lingqiu stared in the direction of the Sword Storage Tower. Her chest straightened confidently, pushing the limits of her attire, as she huffed coldly:

"Once this matter is dealt with, I will personally meet this man and see what kind of charm he possesses to make my Miaomiao lose her soul utterly."