The villain queen eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and won't let me lie down?

"Or what else?"

"A corrupt ruler! A treacherous official! Infuriating!"

This noble directly spat blood and fainted from anger.

The other nobles were also infuriated by Roger's matter-of-course, unashamed, and even proud appearance.

Good heavens, you two shameless people are openly treating the empire's official positions as a game to be rewarded at will, aren't you?

Where is the solemnity? Where is the sanctity? Where is the authority?

The scene began to completely spiral out of control.

The nobles' target of attack shifted from Roger to the Eternal Night Empress.

The Eternal Night Empress instructed Margaret to quietly take note of the list, and those who had cursed the Empress would be dealt with afterward depending on the situation.

Cursing Roger was at most improper behavior, but cursing the Empress was a different matter altogether.

However, the Eternal Night Empress overestimated her tolerance and underestimated the language skills of these nobles; she could not smile through everything.

An old noble stood up and said with great grief, "Your Majesty is ruining the country because of lust, causing chaos in the harem, and employing male favorites. It really chills the hearts of us old officials. A corrupt ruler, a corrupt ruler..."

Upon hearing this, the Eternal Night Empress was greatly ashamed and angry, and used a mage hand to lift the old noble upside down into the air.

As the saying goes, don't hit someone in the face, and don't expose their shortcomings when scolding them.

I haven't even passed the confession stage yet, so even if I wanted to cause chaos, I wouldn't have the chance, okay?

Now that you say the words "male favorite(面首: male favorites)" so casually, as if they are readily available, doesn't that make me seem incompetent?

In other words, the Eternal Night Empress was triggered and her defense was broken.

Roger's expression was inevitably a little awkward.

He thought he was holding the script of Cao Cao or Dong Zhuo, with the eighteen princes uniting to launch a punitive expedition.

Now he realized that he had the script of Da Ji or Yang Guifei, with Mawei Slope ahead, and everyone wanting to send the lady on her way!

How can you nobles slander people's innocence so plainly?

Margaret was also angry.

In her eyes, the Empress was sacred, pure, and more noble than a goddess.

How could our Empress possibly like a mortal?

She inevitably had some secret intelligence that others didn't know.

The mixed-blood little devil walked to the upside-down noble, a sinister smile on her beautiful little face: "Grand Duke Fergus, how was the taste of that giantess slave you bought a week ago? It's a pity that the child is only five years old..."

The old noble's face turned red, and he struggled violently in the air: "You little devil are talking nonsense and slandering!"

But everyone wasn't a three-year-old child either, and seeing his reaction, they understood that what Margaret said was true.

A five-year-old giantess...calculating, she should be tall and long-legged, but still have the tenderness of a loli; this old guy really knows how to play!

Margaret leaned back tactically: "Is that fake? Then let me tell everyone about you playing the right of first night in your territory, and then intercepting and killing the complaining residents?"

Hearing this, the nobles around the old noble subconsciously distanced themselves from the old guy.

Although we also like to play, we really don't play as well as you; we can't accept it, can't accept it!

The old noble became furious: "I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"

He's getting anxious, he's getting anxious!

The little devil scratched her head and said with embarrassment: "Then I can only talk about the affair between you and your daughter-in-law..."

"Shut up--" The old noble directly spat out a mouthful of old blood and fainted.

"Dad!" A young noble rushed up, green light flashing above his head from anger.

Next to him, an older noble turned pale and pointed at Grand Duke Fergus, angrily scolding: "You bastard old thing! Why are you so careless in your actions?"

This was the relative by marriage, the father of that daughter-in-law.

Although it is common knowledge that the relationships between nobles are chaotic, it is not good to be put on the table!

"That's it?" Margaret put her hands on her small waist, her eyes scanning the "noble united front", looking for who cursed the Empress the second most fiercely, preparing to report his black history as well.

Suddenly, some nobles who originally wanted to retreat, clutched their stomachs and shouted: "Make way, make way, I might have eaten too many bananas..."

He relied on this trick of escape due to bowel movement to rush out of the venue.

The nobles looked at each other, but immediately followed suit, finding various reasons to disperse and end this farce.

If the Eternal Night Empress threatened the entire noble class, everyone could still band together to resist the imperial power.

Then Margaret was a social death-type precision strike against individuals; no one wanted to be targeted by her.

This little devil is a real devil!

"Margaret did a good job." The corners of the Eternal Night Empress's mouth rose, and she really didn't expect tonight to end like this.

"It is because Your Majesty's leadership is effective!" Margaret bowed, her little tail wagging happily.

Your Majesty praised me!

As those nobles left the stage, their children and family members also left, and suddenly the entire venue seemed empty.

Those noble families loyal to her did not leave, but obviously they no longer had the mood to continue drinking, feasting, and dancing.

The conflict between the imperial power and the noble class became apparent, and if not handled properly, the empire would have no small turmoil.

It was clearly a triumphal celebration, a happy and relaxing night, but in the end, it turned into this.

Even though the Empress will eventually be the final victor, seeing the vassals who once fought side by side unite to oppose her, placing their families before the empire, she suddenly felt a little emotional.

My charm has its limits after all...

People's hearts are like white clouds and gray dogs, and people drop out on every journey. How many people will continue to explore with me?

"Tonight has spoiled everyone's fun, all my beloved subjects, please help yourselves." The Eternal Night Empress sighed and waved her hand.

"May Your Majesty be safe and sound." Everyone retreated in turn.

The fireworks display in the city has reached its final curtain call, with clusters of flowers covering the sky, obscuring the light of the stars and moon.

Roger walked at the end, suddenly turned his head to look at the Eternal Night Empress.

She was as beautiful as the moment she appeared, standing proudly above all living beings, but also had a loneliness more profound than all living beings.

In the empty venue, only she was left alone, solitarily watching over this vast empire.

Roger inexplicably felt sorry for her, and his mouth was faster than his brain: "Your Majesty, the night is long, why not take a walk in the city together?"

The Eternal Night Empress looked up at him, her eyes filled with some disinterest.

"I think, Aodu is so big, there must be a place suitable for dancing, right?" Roger bowed and saluted, very gentlemanly extending his hand, his eyes shifting to his feet, "And Your Majesty cursed me, you have to be responsible for the aftermath, right?"

"Then...okay."

The Eternal Night Empress thought for a while, stepped forward, landed next to him, and took the hand that was offered.

This time, he finally made the first move.

The monarch and subject teleported to the still lively outer city, joining the crowd of revelers.

Chapter 108 She Went for the Attack

Group 4⑧87④97⑨9

The petty infighting that occurred in Xinghan Palace was too far removed from the lives of ordinary people in Aodu, the City of Secrets.

Even if there was, the impact would have to fly for a while.

This night, for the citizens of Aodu, was a rare moment of rest and indulgence, a time to be proud of the empire and the Empress.

The Eternal Night Empress and Roger disguised themselves, put on clothing at the level of ordinary wealthy families, and walked side by side in the night market.

Roger saw the Empress's tense expression show signs of melting, and couldn't help but smile and ask: "Seeing the empire you built with your own eyes, it's always different, right?"

"There's nothing particularly different." The Eternal Night Empress snorted, turned her face away, not wanting him to discover the corners of her mouth turning up.

Although the city-protecting magic array can monitor the city's vague emotions, personally integrating into such unrestrained revelry, feeling the ordinary citizens' straightforward expressions completely different from the nobles' red tape, even the lazy men drunk on the street didn't seem so glaring.

The Qingteng Empire is peaceful and stable, and moving towards prosperity and strength, so they can enjoy life so much.

Things that nobles take for granted may be a pleasure that these ordinary people only see once in their lives.

Roger didn't say much, knowing that he had taken the right step.

Although the Eternal Night Empress has entered the path of extreme self, she will also have emotional ups and downs.

Tonight, she seemed to be playing those nobles in the palm of her hand, but those nobles who spoke grandly against her were also followers who once fought side by side and defended Qingteng.

It is easy to share hardship, but difficult to share wealth.

Even if she is the final winner who controls the situation, she still feels that it would have been more perfect without this scene.

If the empire can smoothly transition from feudalism to centralism, with the Eternal Night Empress's character, she will definitely not mistreat those nobles.

Their power will be constrained, but their quality of life will never decline, and they will still have wealth that ordinary people cannot spend in hundreds of years.

It's just that people's hearts are insufficient, and some greed is far beyond what reason can estimate.

If someone wants to court death, there is really no stopping them.

However, the Eternal Night Empress has seen many big storms, and after a moment of sentimentality, she walked out of the oppressive palace and saw the simple happiness of the citizens outside. She knew that her hard work was not without meaning, and the light of Qingteng would eventually shine on more people.

Gradually, she also saw it.

The sky is big and the earth is big, without nobles, I still have 400 million people.

They will prove that my path is not wrong!

Roger followed the Eternal Night Empress into a tavern in the dock area.

A dwarf bard was obviously drunk, standing on the table, hoarsely singing: "It is the Empress who gives me bread to fill my stomach, it is the Empress who gives me linen clothes to ward off the cold, it is the Empress who gives me this wonderful night~~~"

His own third-rate lyrics and music were not pleasing to the ear, but the advantage was that the melody was simple and he sang with true feelings.

This led a group of sailors and laborers who made a living in the docks to sing along with him, the cheapest ale in their hands colliding together.

"Ale is always not enough to drink!" After the bard finished singing, he blinked his goblin-like eyes and bowed to everyone in the tavern.

This was the reward-seeking part after the performance.

The Eternal Night Empress found it interesting and flicked a gold coin to the tavern owner: "Treat him to a drink!"

The tavern owner was a kind person, and felt that the gold coin was too hot to handle: "You have too much, it will cause him trouble."

The Eternal Night Empress looked puzzled, and Roger explained from the side: "A gold coin can buy hundreds of glasses of ale. If he drinks too much tonight and doesn't know restraint, how much you reward him, he will dare to drink, and drink himself to death."

"But this is only one gold coin." The Eternal Night Empress meant that she didn't have smaller denominations of money on her.

A noble's meal may cost dozens of gold coins, who would have thought that one gold coin could make a commoner live and die in a dream?

Roger smiled and said to the tavern owner for her: "This lady invites everyone to have a drink, and the rest will be used to treat this poet."

The tavern owner praised: "The guest is generous."

"Thank you, beautiful lady!" The coolies and sailors also raised their glasses to the Eternal Night Empress when they heard the news.

The dress and temperament of these two people surpassed too many levels in this area, and no one with bad eyes would come to provoke them.

If there were any petty thieves, even if they couldn't control their hands, the bartender would teach them how to behave.

The boss ordered the pretty waitress to clean up a table in a quiet place on the second floor, and served two glasses of ale and a few plates of snacks, all from that one gold coin.

The more ancient and backward the era, the greater the gap between rich and poor.

The Eternal Night Empress didn't know what was going on in her little head, and some of the people who came from the end picked up their glasses and took a sip.

Immediately, she frowned greatly and almost spit it out.

Seeing those men below drinking so lively and enjoying it so much, she thought it was such a good wine.

Only when she tasted it did she realize that it was bitter and turbid, and impurities from which step were floating in it. The storage process was not attentive, and the miscellaneous flavors almost covered up the taste of the wine.

Roger was not surprised by the Eternal Night Empress's performance.

She hasn't reached the point of 'why don't they eat meat porridge', but she is also a little princess who eats fine food and wears fine clothes. Where can she experience this kind of finding joy in hardship?