Chapter 56: Romance and Love, Where Is There No Melodrama (3)

This prince, a Prince of the Realm!

With an ethereal, demonic visage and a breathtaking, rebellion-defying crimson robe.

In a single instant, Shangguan Cheng recalled a single person.

A person who remained like a thorn lodged in the throat of his master, Prince Chen, Zongzheng Moyin, even now as the latter held absolute power in his hands.

"You..." Shangguan Cheng's face had already turned completely purple. In the grasp of Feng Shang, he was evidently in a state where death would be a mercy, yet survival was impossible.

Even someone as hard-hearted as Changge Yue could not help but think: *You psycho, just put this brute out of his misery already.*

Yet unexpectedly, Feng Shang suddenly turned his head, fixing his gaze upon Changge Yue.

Changge Yue instinctively shrank her neck.

Could this fellow possibly think that holding a man with both hands left his third hand feeling unoccupied?!

And therefore, he intended to strangle her into this same half-dead state as well?!

Initially, as Feng Shang met Changge Yue's bright, spirited eyes, a trace of warmth bloomed within his heart. Then, her gaze shifted slightly, filling with things he could not quite fathom.

Yet those things were decidedly not good.

Feng Shang let out a soft hum of faint displeasure. Forcibly suppressing the sensation, his voice turned cold, tinged with a hint of awkwardness. "How do you want him to die?"

***

Changge Yue stood in a slight daze, only snapping back to reality when Feng Shang revealed a trace of impatience.

Was this fellow actually asking for her opinion?

Changge Yue pursed her lips, staring at Feng Shang for a long time before she realized he might genuinely be asking what she thought.

The corners of her mouth twitched. Sensing Feng Shang's mounting impatience, she spoke softly, "Well, um... I—I think it's actually pretty great just watching you hold him up like this right now."

He was exhaling far more than he was inhaling, yet simply refused to die.

Living was a torment, but death was out of reach.

And on top of that, he had to live in the terrifying suspense of knowing he might drop dead at literally any second.

Was there any form of psychological torture more vicious than this?

None!

At this thought, Changge Yue felt a shred of admiration for Feng Shang. A scheme this ruthless, venomous, and devious could probably only be dreamed up by a lunatic like him.

Yet if she could, she truly wanted to ask timidly: *Old friend, aren't your arms getting tired from holding him up this high all this time?*

If Feng Shang had known that his awkward hesitation—stemming merely from not knowing how to broach asking for Changge Yue's opinion—had been warped and twisted by her wild imagination to such an extent, he might very well have hoisted her up right alongside the other man.

Upon hearing Changge Yue's reply, Feng Shang let out a muffled hum. "Then I'll just kill him outright."

***

Changge Yue frowned slightly. "Don't!" Killing him outright would just be granting him a release!

When Shangguan Cheng had first heard Feng Shang's words, terror had reached its absolute zenith within his heart.

He was a favored minister of His Highness Prince Chen, with a glorious future awaiting him; was he truly going to die here just like this?

He was utterly unreconciled!

Yet never could he have imagined that Changge Yue would actually intercede on his behalf.

For a moment, the look Shangguan Cheng directed toward Changge Yue shifted slightly. If he managed to walk out of this alive, he would grant her the status of a concubine!

Naturally, Changge Yue had no inkling of Shangguan Cheng's thoughts; had she known, she certainly would have wanted to retort: *Thank your late ancestors!*

Stealing a sideways glance at Feng Shang, she pressed her lips together. Making sure that Feng Shang really had refrained from instantly snapping Shangguan Cheng's neck simply because of her two words, she cautiously suggested, "Just killing him directly is so boring. Look at how diverse... how creative your ideas were when you locked up that old bastard from the Poison Sect!"

Feng Shang raised an eyebrow and let out a low grunt. Even with his limited understanding of women, he knew this slippery, eel-like creature of a woman was certainly not praising him!

As for Shangguan Cheng, upon hearing Changge Yue's words, he was so infuriated he nearly passed away on the spot!

Gazing at Shangguan Cheng's liver-colored face, Changge Yue pondered for a moment...