I've Decided To Be This Tyrant's Dark Moonlight - Chapter 6

Wei Ying cursed the dog emperor countless times in her heart, reluctantly taking off her outer robe.

The young woman’s back was delicate, her muscles and bones well-proportioned. Her slightly pale skin seemed to glow in the dim room, like a flawless piece of jade.

Yun Shao’s heart skipped a beat. Thump-thump.

She was a little annoyed that Fu Shou had closed the door on his way out, making the room even darker, but then she felt the dim light was just right. It was as perfect as the two shallow dimples on the young woman’s waist—adding an inch would be too much, taking away an inch would be too little.

Thump-thump.

She pressed a hand to her chest.

Wei Ying, with her back to the emperor, couldn’t see what he was doing, but his intense gaze made her feel tense and as if she were on fire.

Dog emperor, he’s obviously a pervert, she thought. Aren’t three thousand concubines enough for him?

Wei Ying cursed a few more times, then suddenly couldn’t help but cough softly, her body trembling slightly. She glanced around the room and took out a ‘Seeing Color and Having Lust’ card. If the dog emperor tried anything, she wouldn’t mind making him go do something with an object.

The Palace Fighting System shivered, watching its host’s gaze fall on the incense burner with its curling smoke, and felt a strong urge to light a stick of incense for the emperor.

“Host, you… you need to calm down!”

So Wei Ying’s gaze shifted to the brazier.

Palace Fighting System: …

Fortunately, the emperor slightly closed her eyes and said faintly, “Alright, put it on.”

She quickly put on her clothes, wrapping herself up tightly, and lowered her head.

The dog emperor likes beautiful, spirited women like Xiao Qianxue, she thought. As long as I act like a frail, sickly weakling, he probably won’t like me.

As expected, the emperor didn’t look at her again. She turned and reclined on the couch, closing her eyes. “You can leave now.”

Wei Ying curtsied politely and then ran out the door as fast as she could.

As the young woman turned to leave, Yun Shao opened her eyes and let out a soft laugh. Running pretty fast, is she really that scared of me?

Just the other night she was calling me ‘Lady Ghost,’ and ‘Ghost-Hearted and Devoted,’ with a silver tongue and sweet words. And today…

An expression of interest appeared in Yun Shao’s eyes. “Wait.”

Wei Ying was already on the threshold, and she desperately wanted to just slip away, but the emperor was right behind her, so she had to obediently turn around and bow weakly. “What is it, Your Majesty?”

Yun Shao tilted her head. “That maid framed you just now. How do you want to handle it? Should I have her eyes gouged out and sent to you?”

Wei Ying: What a pervert!

Who would want bloody eyeballs?

With a pale face, she pretended to be frightened, her shoulders trembling slightly. “Please… please, Your Majesty, calm your anger.”

Yun Shao’s finger tapped the dark sandalwood table, the dark wood highlighting her slender, jade-white fingers. She rested her chin on her hand, staring at the young woman without speaking.

The young woman’s body trembled slightly, her eyes gradually turning red. She suddenly knelt down, her legs giving way, and said softly, “Please, Your Majesty, spare the maid’s life.”

Yun Shao smiled. “I only said I wanted her nose and eyes, not her life. How did you get to her life? Do you want her to die?”

Wei Ying inwardly scoffed, That’s some next-level interpretation.

But she had to maintain her weak persona, so she said with a trembling voice, “No… no, I’m begging Your Majesty not to punish the maid.”

Yun Shao: “Why are you keeping your head down? Look up.”

Wei Ying reluctantly raised her head, her tear-filled eyes glancing at the emperor. The dog emperor was reclined on the couch, a black prayer bead bracelet on her slender white wrist. The golden censer’s smoke curled, and the gold-threaded dragon seemed to come to life, soaring through the clouds.

Wei Ying quickly lowered her gaze, staring vaguely at the ground.

The emperor chuckled softly. “So timid? Just like a little sparrow.”

Chirping on the branches when no one is around, but as soon as it sees a stranger, it gets scared and flies down, hiding in its nest.

Wei Ying affected a theatrical, delicate voice. “Yingying loves little sparrows the most.”

…Ugh, dog emperor, let’s see if you get disgusted.

The emperor was silent for a moment, then said, “You don’t blame that maid? Aren’t you afraid she’ll trip you up again in the future?”

Wei Ying blurted out the classic lines of a silly, sweet protagonist. “I don’t blame her, I forgive her. To err is human, but to correct the mistake is a great good. If the maid can correct her mistake in the future, that would be for the best.”

Since the dog emperor likes the quick, revengeful nature of the female lead, she definitely won’t like me, this timid, silly-sweet type.

As expected, the emperor frowned slightly upon hearing this. Her intense gaze fell on the young woman’s face, as if trying to see through her disguise. But the young woman shrank back slightly, as if she were genuinely trembling with fear. Despite her fear, she was still pleading for the maid who had just harmed her.

The emperor disliked such overly benevolent people, and her frown deepened, looking a bit impatient.

Wei Ying’s acting bug was biting. Her eyes filled with hot tears. “Even if Your Majesty wants to take her eyes and nose, please let me take her place. All I’ll lose are my eyes, but the maid will lose her chance to live out her golden years!”

Emperor: ???

Palace Fighting System: “Host, you never cease to amaze me.”

Wei Ying took out a small handkerchief, trembling and coughing. As she coughed, two clear lines of tears streamed down her face. “Blame me, Yingying. If I weren’t so outstanding and a target for jealousy, the maid wouldn’t have resorted to this to frame me.”

The gold-embroidered dragon seemed to pass by her, and then with a bang, the door opened.

The emperor walked out in silence, closing the two doors heavily behind her.

Wei Ying rubbed her sore knees, sighing with relief in her heart. I finally managed to disgust this dog emperor and get rid of her. If she hadn’t left, I would have thrown up.

Palace Fighting System: Host, at least the other person is your target… Can you please take this palace fighting seriously?

Perhaps she had truly disgusted the dog emperor, because the emperor left Yujing Pavilion in a hurry, so repulsed that she even forgot to go back to the palace with Xiao Qianxue.

Wei Ying stretched her joints and used her new lottery chance, as usual choosing the shiny gold box.

Her luck was still bad this time, and she only drew two green cards. One was called ‘Dream Lover,’ and the other was called ‘Playing the Ghost.’

Palace Fighting System sighed deeply. “Host, can we please stop picking the gold box next time?”

Wei Ying ignored it, slowly walked out the door, and when she returned to Yujing Pavilion, she noticed the other concubines looking at her differently.

Before, the concubines’ attention was drawn to Gong Beinu and Xiao Qianxue. No one noticed the sickly weakling following Xiao Qianxue. Even if they occasionally glanced over, surprised by her frail beauty, they would quickly look away.

She was just a pretty, sickly weakling. She would spit blood if the wind blew on her, she had no power or influence, and she posed no threat in the deep palace.

She couldn’t compare to Xiao Qianxue or Gong Beinu.

This was the persona Wei Ying had worked so hard to maintain. Based on her years of experience as a task-doer, being an unnoticed, transparent person or a cannon fodder extra who could be sacrificed at any time was the profession with the highest survival rate in terrifying task worlds.

But her hard work had been completely undone by the dog emperor.

Would a transparent person receive the emperor’s favor? No. Would an extra be alone in a room with the emperor? No. Could cannon fodder drink the emperor’s sweet fermented rice with osmanthus? No.

Facing those speculative, scrutinizing gazes, Wei Ying’s mind was filled with only four words: I will kill the incompetent ruler.

She quietly asked, “System, where is the dog emperor now?”

The Palace Fighting System was inexplicably nervous, its voice trembling. “Ho-host, what are you trying to do?”

Wei Ying held the ‘Seeing Color and Having Lust’ card and sneered. “Make her have relations with a dog.”

The emperor was already about to leave Yujing Pavilion when she suddenly remembered something. She turned to Fu Shou and asked, “Send her a bowl of sweet fermented rice with osmanthus later.” After a pause, remembering Xiao Qianxue, she added, “Make it two bowls.”

Fu Shou: “Your Majesty, that bowl of sweet fermented rice with osmanthus wasn’t made by the imperial kitchen. Concubine Shu made it herself and sent it over.”

And then the emperor just gave it away to a concubine.

The emperor paused slightly, her brows furrowed. “Did she poison it?”

Fu Shou: …

The old eunuch nervously rubbed his hands. “Your Majesty, you’re joking. How could Concubine Shu poison it? I’ll have the imperial kitchen make a few bowls of sweet fermented rice right away. I heard that Concubine Shu’s sister is also staying with that young woman. Should we send a bowl to her too?”

Emperor: “Whatever you want.”

Finally, with the Palace Fighting System’s incessant nagging, Wei Ying gave up on the dangerous idea of making the emperor have relations with a dog.

She felt the hostility in many people’s gazes and covered her mouth, coughing softly. Xiao Qianxue quickly ran over to support her.

“Yingying,” Xiao Qianxue’s voice was anxious. “Are you not feeling well?”

Wei Ying’s face was pale. She lowered her head and nestled into the female lead’s neck, saying weakly, “I want to go back and rest.”

Xiao Qianxue half-supported, half-carried the sickly beauty to the bed. She tucked the quilt in for Wei Ying. “Get some good sleep, don’t think too much.”

Perhaps it was because she had caught a slight chill when she took off her clothes, but Wei Ying felt dizzy and lightheaded. She buried her head in the quilt, curled up, and a taste of rust rose in her throat.

It’s all the dog emperor’s fault, she thought, clutching the quilt and cursing him in her heart.

Xiao Qianxue reached out and felt the young woman’s forehead. She frowned, her worry growing stronger. After a long hesitation, she couldn’t help but ask, “Yingying, did His Majesty… favor you?”

Otherwise, why would Yingying have a fever as soon as she came out?

“Favor me?”

Wei Ying nodded, speaking in broken sentences. “I took off my clothes, and she favored me.”

After all, whether there was a fist-sized mole on her back could be seen at a glance.

Xiao Qianxue clenched her fists and couldn’t help but curse, “What a beast.”

She saw that Yingying was this sick, and she still went ahead? Even if they entered the palace to become the emperor’s women, couldn’t she at least wait until the person was better before favoring her?

Wei Ying agreed in her heart and tried to chime in, but a series of broken coughs came out instead. Her pale fingers pressed against her lips, and a few drops of red in the uncertain twilight looked even more shocking.

Xiao Qianxue was startled by the sight. As if she had made up her mind, she covered Wei Ying with the quilt. “Yingying, wait for me, I’ll be right back.”

Wei Ying was groggy with fever. She clutched the corner of the quilt, feeling a little better after loudly cursing the dog emperor in her mind. She pressed a handkerchief to her lips, coughed up some blood, and felt a little more comfortable. She managed to sit up, her voice hoarse as she called out to the female lead twice.

The female lead didn’t answer.

In the dim room, a single lamp flickered like a bean.

Two bowls of sweet fermented rice with osmanthus sat on the table, already ice cold.

Wei Ying’s face was wan and weary. She poked the wick to make the light a little brighter and asked the system, “System, where’s the female lead?”

Palace Fighting System: “The female lead went to get a royal physician for you, host!”

To get the female lead’s loyalty so quickly, worthy of the host.

Wei Ying coughed with every step, getting up with a crippled but determined spirit, and put on a thick cloak.

“Map out a route for me, I’m going to find Xiao Qianxue.”

Palace Fighting System hesitated. “It’s so cold outside…”

Wei Ying: “Xiao Qianxue and the dog emperor have definitely run into each other again by now. I need to go get some cards.”

Following the clichéd plot of this palace fighting novel, no matter where the female lead went, she would inevitably run into the emperor. For example, this time, she had the script all ready. Xiao Qianxue bravely went to the Imperial Medical Institute to save her friend, was refused, and luckily ran into the dog emperor. The emperor thought this woman was fresh, refined, and damnably sweet, so she ordered the most senior royal physician to follow the female lead back.

The script was perfect.

Palace Fighting System: Host, you really know your stuff.

Why does the host know so much?

Wei Ying pushed open the door.

The moonlight shone on her pale, bloodless face. Her long, ink-black hair was loose on both sides. Paired with her plain white cloak, at first glance…

Whether at first glance, a second glance, or a long, hard look, she looked just like a female ghost wandering in the night!

And Wei Ying was practically half-blind at night, so she had to grope her way around the courtyard.

So when a piercing scream of “Ghost!” once again erupted in the silent night, her footsteps paused slightly. Unfazed, she stepped over the screaming Gong Beinu, pulled her sleeves together, and continued to walk out.

Gong Beinu finally recognized her, clutching her chest, her heart pounding wildly as if it were about to jump out. “You… you’re pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night, are you sick?!”

The young woman’s voice was sharp and shrill, making Wei Ying’s chest ache again.

Gong Beinu wouldn’t give up. “If you’re sick, don’t walk around in the middle of the night, okay?! You’ll scare people to death! Where are you going? Didn’t you hear me talking to you? You’re not allowed to leave, stop right now!”

Wei Ying stopped, pulled her sleeves together, swallowed the blood in her throat, and squinted with a smile.

The Palace Fighting System had a bad feeling: When the host smiles, life and death are uncertain!

Wei Ying: “So annoying. Let’s see how that new card I got today works.”

She held the ‘Playing the Ghost’ card and, obediently, turned around as Gong Beinu had told her to.

Gong Beinu was aggressive. She was already unhappy about the small trick she’d tried during the day being exposed by the emperor. Today, she had been scolded by her sister in the palace, which made her even more displeased. Full of resentment, she couldn’t help but vent when she saw Wei Ying.

If it weren’t for this person and that Xiao Qianxue, she wouldn’t have been scolded by her sister!

This sickly weakling even ate the sweet fermented rice with osmanthus that her sister made for the emperor. She should know her place. Is Concubine Shu’s food something she can eat?

Gong Beinu hated Xiao Qianxue, so she already had a poor impression of Wei Ying, who was with her. Today, Wei Ying and the emperor were alone in a room, and rumors were spreading outside that the emperor had favored this sickly beauty, which made Gong Beinu even angrier. She couldn’t help but yell at her:

“You consumptive ghost, you won’t live for many days, so why did you even enter the palace? Aren’t you afraid of infecting us? I’m telling you, don’t think you’re so great just because you had some kind of encounter with His Majesty today. Look at who you are. What makes you think you can compete with me?”

“Hey, why aren’t you turning around? Don’t you even know that much etiquette?”

The pale, skinny figure on the other side moved slightly and actually obediently turned around.

Gong Beinu snorted coldly. After getting a clear look at her front, her eyes suddenly widened, and her face turned ashen.

The young woman had her back to her, with long hair reaching her waist. When she turned around, what faced her was also a head of ink-black long hair.

Gong Beinu’s whole body trembled, and she remembered the rumors of ghosts in the palace.

This thing isn’t Wei Ying. What… what was she just yelling at?

The long-haired female ghost drifted towards her, the white cloak swaying gently in the wind, making it look even more terrifying.

It raised its hands and floated straight towards Gong Beinu, its deep black hair swaying slightly.

Drip-drip.

Like raindrops hitting the ground.

Gong Beinu subconsciously looked down and saw a winding trail of blood dripping from the female ghost’s plain white dress. The dark red blood snaked across the ground.

She finally couldn’t take it anymore, let out a terrified scream, and her eyes rolled back as she fainted.

Wei Ying: …What a coward.

It hasn’t even been ten seconds!

She suddenly heard Xiao Qianxue’s excited voice. “Yingying, I’ve brought a royal physician to see you!”

Wei Ying subconsciously turned her head, and there was another figure with long, flowing hair.

Thump.

Xiao Qianxue didn’t even have time to scream before she fainted to the ground.

Wei Ying looked at the only person still standing.

The pitiful old royal physician, with his white hair and beard, had to confront a female ghost in the middle of the night. He was trembling, calling out, “Spare me, the one who poisoned it wasn’t me, it was—”

Wei Ying took a step forward.

The old royal physician’s eyes rolled back, and he also fainted to the ground with a thump.

Wei Ying: …

Three living people fainted on the ground, lying neatly like corpses.

Oh, this is a bit difficult. With my weak little body, how am I supposed to carry them inside?

Palace Fighting System: “In ancient times, they said ‘one stone, three birds.’ Today, we have ‘one card, three people.’ My host is so amazing.”

Wei Ying: Well, just a normal performance, I guess.

Too bad the dog emperor isn’t here.

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