Refusing to Serve Me? Then Off With Your Head!

Chapter 4 - The Frightening Last Meal Before Decapitation

I foolishly stood in front of the palace hall's gate. Deep in my heart, I loathed Yan Ping for not letting me bathe.

No matter the dynasty, an audience with his majesty the emperor naturally meant bathing and a change of clothes. Granted I am a prisoner, but stinking like this from head to toe, if his majesty the emperor suffocates, I'm afraid my blood will splash three feet on the spot. Originally, I wanted to use Yan Ping as a shield, throwing all the blame onto him....

Thinking and thinking, I could only brace myself and go in.

"Great Chen's martial general reporting to his majesty the emperor!"

These palace etiquettes haven't been practiced for a long time and have truly become rusty. Sure enough, to bow and bend at the knees requires a long period of training. This kneecap of mine has only not knelt for three years, yet today there is some rigidness.

Raising my head to look , the man before me had profound facial features, gorgeous and handsome to the point that one didn't dare to look at him straight-on. A pair of phoenix eyes coldly glanced over. "An Yi, you have such big nerves!"

"Many thanks for your majesty's praise! Your majesty is wise!"

Circumstances brings forth the hero. Circumstances also brings forth the coward. Occasionally being a coward isn't shameful. This is what my father has taught me!

The corner of his mouth trembled. Suddenly, an imperial case file was slapped down and with gritted teeth, "You're actually still alive?!"

I gave a cry of "Aiyo!" and immediately scooted my butt back, falling onto a thick imperial rug. "I have let your majesty down! An Yi is indeed still alive!" Resolving not to get up anymore, and with a fawning smile, "Your majesty is wise!" At the same time, I hid my toe-exposing straw sandals under my patched-up gown.

Actually, the situation can't be blamed on me. If you want to blame, blame my father.

He invited people to teach me how to read characters, to read books, to use the spear, to handle the cudgel, to read other's expression, and to flatter and fawn, but he never once taught me to be faithful, honest, and righteous, nor did he teach me the feminine arts, or how to bring along a useless Xiao Huang, farming, cooking, sewing, and doing laundry. That we are still alive today, without having died of freezing or starvation, can already be considered the gods' special favor!"

It's just, it seemed that even if I licked this boot for a long time, that person sitting high upon the imperial seat wasn't appreciative.

A few years without seeing him, this person has become scarier. He stretched his face taut, as though I was his biggest creditor. His gaze was like a knife, ready to fly over and stab me at any moment.

I trembled for a bit.

They say the ignorant are fearless and the young are the bravest. The older you get, the more fearful you become, fearing hardships, fearing strain, and fearing pain. Could it be that I have grown old?

On the journey here, although I had embraced the fact that I will have to die, seeing this face of Feng Zhao Wen, I sincerely wished I had died on the road!

Living a life worse than death was much more miserable than dying to one's content.

I sat dead on the floor, refusing to rise. His face seemed to increasingly worsen. Wrinkling his brows and obviously using a great amount of effort to restrain his anger, "An Yi, can you get up to talk?"