The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 214

Chapter 214

"She used to wish you were dead," 098 said. Not only did she wish Ling Chunann dead, but she also took action. However, after thinking about how she treated her sister, 098 let it go.

Without a doubt, the female protagonist is a ruthless character. Winning her favor is harder than reaching the heavens.

"Don't worry, I have my ways," Ling Chunann said with a smile.

Ling Chunann had no experience in being an emperor, but managing a court wasn't much different from managing a large corporation. With Xiaohong Jing assisting him, being a good emperor was definitely achievable.

However, Ling Chunann never had any desire for the throne. He accepted the position only to complete a mission, so he lost interest once the situation stabilized.

"I don't want to be emperor anymore," Ling Chunann said to Xiaohong Jing after a court session one day.

"Alright," Xiaohong Jing always agreed with Ling Chunann's decisions. "But a country cannot be without a ruler. Who do you want to pass the throne to?"

"How about my father?" Ling Chunann asked.

"That's possible," Xiaohong Jing patted Ling Chunann's head. "King Anjing is of the legitimate royal bloodline. The ministers will surely have no objections, and there have been precedents for passing the throne to an elder. If you decide, I'll ask for his opinion."

Ling Chunann didn't know what King Anjing thought, but Xiaohong Jing was eager for Ling Chunann to abdicate. Being an emperor for only a few months had already taken a toll on him, and Xiaohong Jing was deeply concerned.

The day after Ling Chunann expressed his desire to abdicate, Xiaohong Jing went to King Anjing's mansion. What was discussed was unknown, but King Anjing agreed to take over as the next emperor and was ready to assume the role at any time.

Since Ling Chunann's ascension was quiet and not announced to the public, his abdication was merely announced to the ministers. Although there were objections, the majority voted in favor.

One of King Anjing's first actions as emperor was to confer a title on Xiaohong Jing, but the historians stopped him, "Your Majesty, this must not be done."

"Why not?" King Anjing asked.

"Sir Xiaohong's identity is that of the former Empress. According to ancestral rules, the Empress cannot be conferred a title," the historian replied.

"What?!" King Anjing almost fell off his throne. "Are you saying Qi'er made Uncle Jiu the Empress? When did this happen?"

The historian, knowing exactly whom the emperor was referring to, knelt and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty. Only a few in the palace are aware of this, but it's clearly recorded in the historical records and palace logs."

King Anjing paused, then called two guards, "Bring King An and Sir Xiaohong to me, tell them I have something to ask."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Half an hour later, the guard hurried back, "Your Majesty, King An and Sir Xiaohong left the city two hours ago. This is a letter King An left for you."

King Anjing opened the letter. The handwriting was beautiful, unlike any he remembered from An Zhiqi. It was a farewell letter. Holding the letter, he was momentarily lost in thought. "Understood, you may leave." It was time to let go. He should have seen it coming when Xiaohong Jing made a special trip to the mansion for Ling Chunann.

Wang Village was a small village surrounded by mountains, currently in the midst of the autumn harvest. The fields were golden, and the farmers were busy with joyful expressions of a bountiful harvest.

"Big brother, mom, dad, come home for lunch!" A five or six-year-old child stood on the ridge shouting to three people harvesting in the field.

"Xiao Bao, be good. Go back and tell grandma, we'll be back soon," the tall and honest man known as big brother smiled and replied.

Aunt Wang stopped her work and wiped sweat from her brow, "Ah Hu, your mother thinks that girl Yuanyu isn't suitable for you. I'll ask Zhang Dasha from the east to find another one for you, guaranteed to be beautiful. What do you think, dad?"

"Right, getting a wife isn't just about looks, but she should at least be presentable," Wang Er said, attaching his sickle to his waist. "Let's go home. Ah Hu, don't forget to carry the basket."

"Dad, mom, I only want Lan Yuanyu as my wife, no one else," Ah Hu said stubbornly.

"No, if mom says no, then it's no," Aunt Wang firmly opposed.

The three argued all the way home without coming to a conclusion. When they arrived, they found the house "She used to wish you were dead," 098 said. Not only did she wish Ling Chunann dead, but she also took action. However, after thinking about how she treated her sister, 098 let it go.

Without a doubt, the female protagonist is a ruthless character. Winning her favor is harder than reaching the heavens.

"Don't worry, I have my ways," Ling Chunann said with a smile.

Ling Chunann had no experience in being an emperor, but managing a court wasn't much different from managing a large corporation. With Xiaohong Jing assisting him, being a good emperor was definitely achievable.

However, Ling Chunann never had any desire for the throne. He accepted the position only to complete a mission, so he lost interest once the situation stabilized.

"I don't want to be emperor anymore," Ling Chunann said to Xiaohong Jing after a court session one day.

"Alright," Xiaohong Jing always agreed with Ling Chunann's decisions. "But a country cannot be without a ruler. Who do you want to pass the throne to?"

"How about my father?" Ling Chunann asked.

"That's possible," Xiaohong Jing patted Ling Chunann's head. "King Anjing is of the legitimate royal bloodline. The ministers will surely have no objections, and there have been precedents for passing the throne to an elder. If you decide, I'll ask for his opinion."

Ling Chunann didn't know what King Anjing thought, but Xiaohong Jing was eager for Ling Chunann to abdicate. Being an emperor for only a few months had already taken a toll on him, and Xiaohong Jing was deeply concerned.

The day after Ling Chunann expressed his desire to abdicate, Xiaohong Jing went to King Anjing's mansion. What was discussed was unknown, but King Anjing agreed to take over as the next emperor and was ready to assume the role at any time.

Since Ling Chunann's ascension was quiet and not announced to the public, his abdication was merely announced to the ministers. Although there were objections, the majority voted in favor.

One of King Anjing's first actions as emperor was to confer a title on Xiaohong Jing, but the historians stopped him, "Your Majesty, this must not be done."

"Why not?" King Anjing asked.

"Sir Xiaohong's identity is that of the former Empress. According to ancestral rules, the Empress cannot be conferred a title," the historian replied.

"What?!" King Anjing almost fell off his throne. "Are you saying Qi'er made Uncle Jiu the Empress? When did this happen?"

The historian, knowing exactly whom the emperor was referring to, knelt and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty. Only a few in the palace are aware of this, but it's clearly recorded in the historical records and palace logs."

King Anjing paused, then called two guards, "Bring King An and Sir Xiaohong to me, tell them I have something to ask."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Half an hour later, the guard hurried back, "Your Majesty, King An and Sir Xiaohong left the city two hours ago. This is a letter King An left for you."

King Anjing opened the letter. The handwriting was beautiful, unlike any he remembered from An Zhiqi. It was a farewell letter. Holding the letter, he was momentarily lost in thought. "Understood, you may leave." It was time to let go. He should have seen it coming when Xiaohong Jing made a special trip to the mansion for Ling Chunann.

Wang Village was a small village surrounded by mountains, currently in the midst of the autumn harvest. The fields were golden, and the farmers were busy with joyful expressions of a bountiful harvest.

"Big brother, mom, dad, come home for lunch!" A five or six-year-old child stood on the ridge shouting to three people harvesting in the field.

"Xiao Bao, be good. Go back and tell grandma, we'll be back soon," the tall and honest man known as big brother smiled and replied.

Aunt Wang stopped her work and wiped sweat from her brow, "Ah Hu, your mother thinks that girl Yuanyu isn't suitable for you. I'll ask Zhang Dasha from the east to find another one for you, guaranteed to be beautiful. What do you think, dad?"

"Right, getting a wife isn't just about looks, but she should at least be presentable," Wang Er said, attaching his sickle to his waist. "Let's go home. Ah Hu, don't forget to carry the basket."

"Dad, mom, I only want Lan Yuanyu as my wife, no one else," Ah Hu said stubbornly.

"No, if mom says no, then it's no," Aunt Wang firmly opposed.

The three argued all the way home without coming to a conclusion. When they arrived, they found the house system mall and the only one that could be used on any character without restrictions, was called the "Primordial Pill." The condition for its effectiveness was that the character must not be an original character of the world. Essentially, using the Primordial Pill would reset the character's memory to the end of their first world.

Indeed, 098 wasn't wrong in its guess; Ling Chunann had indeed bought the Primordial Pill for his own use initially, but since it hadn't been needed then, it came in handy for his mission now.

As Ling Chunann and 098 were conversing, Lan Yuanyu suddenly woke up. She looked at Ling Chunann, blinked her eyes, and after realizing it wasn't an illusion, opened her mouth to speak. Before she could make a sound, Ling Chunann acted quickly, stuffing the luminescent pill into her mouth and then knocking her out with a slap.

The room fell into a momentary silence as Ling Chunann observed the unconscious Lan Yuanyu, reflecting on the lengths he had gone to fulfill his mission and pondering the consequences of his actions. With the Primordial Pill now administered, the next steps of his journey awaited, promising to reshape the destinies intertwined within this complex narrative.

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