"You think without the Imperial Jade Seal, what use is there for me to stay? Ning Xu would torment me to death doubly," Fat Queen said, "Rong Heng, as a man, you ought to keep your word, right?"
"The Imperial Jade Seal that I obtained with great difficulty, do you think I’d give it back so easily? Are you stupid?"
Unexpectedly, Yuan Yuan casually threw a handful of powder at him. By the time Rong Heng held his breath, it was already too late, and he turned his head with a darkened gaze.
"What have you done to me?"
"Give back the Imperial Jade Seal, and I will go with you."
Rong Heng scoffed disdainfully, "Do you think your brain is malfunctioning, you fatso? Am I keeping you around to warm my bed? Or to make a fortune?"
Yuan Yuan confidently raised her eyebrows, "Make a fortune, believe it?"
The more he thought about it, the more Rong Heng disdained, but Yuan Yuan was not annoyed and said unequivocally, "The reason you took the Jade Seal is to negotiate with Dongru Country and thereby gain more benefits for Nanling Country, right?"
"So what if it is? You think you’re worth the value of the Jade Seal?"
Yuan Yuan sneered coolly, "If you don’t try, how will you know if my value is not greater than that lifeless object?"
Rong Heng felt the drug taking effect, his body growing weaker. He noticed she was still dressed in her nightgown, hardly someone who seemed likely to conceal poison. When had she managed to hide the Soft Muscle Powder on her person?
The more he observed the Fat Queen, the more he felt her eyes concealed starlight. If he put himself in her shoes, it was not hard to guess why she would want to go with him.
Because she knew that even if he left her under the horse carriage, she could no longer survive in Dongru Country with the label of a traitor seeking glory; she would never be able to raise her head high in her life. Rather than that, it was better to truly leave forever or perhaps—did she have some unknown secrets?
"Merely a sentence cannot convince me to take you away; you need to prove to me that your value exceeds that of the Imperial Jade Seal for me to make a decision."
Rong Heng felt his breath becoming short. The power of the Soft Muscle Powder was formidable—how long had it been and he could already barely hold on?
Suddenly, Yuan Yuan turned around sharply with something in her hand, and ’bang,’ she fired it. In the next second, a guard who was poised to assassinate her instantly fell to the ground, emitting a painful grunt.
Right before his eyes, Rong Heng hadn’t even seen how she had moved. "What are you holding in your hand?"
Yuan Yuan casually twirled the black object to him, blowing on the place where the bullet had just been fired, then arched her eyebrows towards him.
"With what I can make, what do you think?"
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"Or do you think you did?"
It has to be said, Rong Heng was moved, staring intently at the thing in her hand. Yuan Yuan was generous, and after disengaging the safety, she handed it to him.
"You can look freely, touch freely; even if you fully understood it, without the bullets inside, you wouldn’t be able to hit anyone. This is called a gun, and there are other powerful weapons to accompany it. Returning the Imperial Jade Seal of Dongru Country is the last thing I am doing for Dongru Country. From this day on, I’m cutting all ties with this place, no more connections!"
Rong Heng rapidly weighed the pros and cons in his mind and eventually, it was the object called the gun that triumphed over the so-called Imperial Jade Seal.
So, when Ning Xu arrived with his men, on the stone table of Shili Pavilion, there lay only the Imperial Jade Seal, with no trace of Yuan Yuan, the Fat Queen...