"Yes, we have a child..." the woman said, adding, "It's not with Xuan Qiu, it's with that dog of an emperor."
"Can you say that out loud?" Cen Lizhui glanced around, then remembered that Fei Ying seemed to have dealt with quite a few of the Hidden Guards, so probably no one would be watching this desolate Cold Palace. This reassured him.
The woman let out a cold laugh, "Dog of an emperor! Filthy scum! Pfft!"
Cen Lizhui: "...Where is the child?"
"Xuan Jing was taken away by the dog emperor. I've lived till now just to confirm whether he's still alive," the woman spoke, her face growing increasingly cold. "If he's not alive, then I'll kill, kill, kill! Slaughter everyone in this Imperial Palace! If he's alive, then I'll—"
"Behave?"
"Kill, kill, kill! Slaughter them all, let Xuan Jing become the emperor!" the woman said viciously.
Cen Lizhui was somewhat speechless, "To sum it up with one word, kill?"
"Exactly!"
"What if your Xuan Jing doesn't want to be the emperor?"
