Chapter 401 The Robust Imperial Consort 12 (2/2)

"I will make my point here today."

"From this day forward, anyone who dares to utter a single word about the future Imperial Consort, regardless of their status or background, will be considered to have disrespected the Imperial Family and will be punished by having their tongue pulled out."

Zi Xi narrowed her phoenix eyes, her killing intent palpable.

The four words were like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone's ears.

The faces of everyone inside the hall turned deathly pale, and they even held their breath.

Everyone could see that, judging from the Empress's doting attitude towards the First Princess, the First Princess's words were by no means a joke.

Lin Tian was caught off guard by this sudden and merciless counterattack, his face turning red and then pale.

He never expected that Zi Xi would be so unconventional and so forcefully defend Ling Siran.

Seeing that the Second Princess's request had failed, he was enraged and, blinded by anger, blurted out: "Your Highness is protecting someone...someone with such low fertility, someone of no benefit to the royal family. Could it be...could it be that Your Highness has no intention of inheriting the throne and only wants to live a carefree life, which is why you are so willful?!"

These words shocked the entire hall.

Is this person insane? Questioning the eldest princess's right to succession in front of Her Majesty the Queen?

To make irresponsible remarks about the royal succession is utterly treasonous!

Xiao Fengye, who had been sitting quietly observing with a faint smile on his lips, suddenly turned ashen-faced.

That idiot! She brought him in to annoy Xiao Zixi, not to drag her down with her!

"You idiot, this is utterly outrageous!"

Before Zi Xi or the Empress could speak, Xiao Fengye suddenly stood up and strode forward. To Lin Tian's astonishment, he raised his hand and slapped her.

A crisp, loud slap landed hard on Lin Tian's face, the force of which sent him staggering several steps, and half of his face instantly swelled up.

"You bastard!"

"Who gave you the audacity to speak so presumptuously about the imperial succession and slander my eldest sister's future husband?! Get out of here now!"

Xiao Fengye's eyebrows furrowed, she shouted sharply, her eyes as cold as knives.

He was just repeating what his sister said: how dare this woman hit him!

Lin Tian was stunned by the beating, his face burning with pain. Coupled with the undisguised contemptuous looks from the nobles around him, the anger that had been suppressed for so long since his transmigration finally erupted.

"You dare hit me?!"

"You! You bullying women! This deformed world shouldn't exist! Why should men be subservient to others! I'm not wrong! I'm stating the truth! It's you..."

He covered his face with bloodshot eyes, pointing at Xiao Fengye as if he were insane, then at Zi Xi and Ling Siran.

"Gag him! Drag him out!"

Xiao Fengye felt cold sweat pour down his back. Before he could utter any more treasonous words, he sternly ordered the guards.

Several fierce guards immediately stepped forward, ignoring Lin Tian's struggles and foul language, roughly covered his mouth, and dragged him out of the hall like a dead dog.

The vile curses gradually faded away and eventually disappeared.

The farce seemed to have come to an abrupt end.

The atmosphere inside the hall was eerie, and no one dared to utter a sound.

Zi Xi's gaze never changed from beginning to end; she simply slowly relaxed the hand that was around Ling Siran's shoulder.

"It's alright now."

She turned her head and glanced at Ling Siran, who was still in shock and confusion, and patted his back softly.