TVWFTBS 13

【013】Rather Than Wear Myself Down, I’d Rather Drive Others Mad!

“Yao’er, be good! From this moment on, forget everything from before and stay far away from Li Luoluo!”

“Listen to your father—she’s not a good person. All along, she’s been playing every one of us in the palm of her hand.”

“We were clearly about to succeed, yet she turned the tables on us.”

“You ended up in that situation, and even with your father helping you, you still couldn’t walk away unscathed.”

“Yao’er, do you understand what I mean?”

Chen Lie knew very well how capable Li Yaoyao truly was—and wasn’t. Now that reality had struck him hard, he feared that if Li Yaoyao continued to fight Li Luoluo for the throne, she would lose her life. So he quickly tried to persuade her.

Li Yaoyao’s rage surged, and the disappointment in her eyes was as sharp as a blade, stabbing straight into Chen Lie’s heart. Yet the words she spoke next instantly tore him apart.

“Father, you’re truly useless! Between me and that cheap wench Li Luoluo—who is actually your daughter?!”

“No one who wants that throne has clean hands.”

“Back then, didn’t Mother Empress bathe the entire Imperial Capital in blood just to ascend the throne? Didn’t she kill her own elder sister, Li Yingjin?”

“Li Luoluo is debauched, indulgent, reckless—what gives her the right to sit on that throne?”

She staggered backward, her body slamming into the rockery behind her. The stabbing pain in her back couldn’t even compare to the pain in her heart.

Chen Lie wanted to keep persuading her, but she suddenly drew out the newly made barbed whip and lashed it onto the ground. The impact cracked the stone floor before him—and shattered his heart along with it.

Immediately after, Li Yaoyao swung the barbed whip wildly, striking everything around her.

The next second, she dashed out like a madwoman.

Chen Lie hurriedly chased after her, but he was old, and could not catch up at all.

Right now, Li Yaoyao wanted only one thing: to kill Li Luoluo. She believed that with Mother Empress’s love for her, even if she did kill Li Luoluo, Mother Empress wouldn’t punish her harshly.

At this moment—

Li Luoluo and Beiming Ye had gone wild again and again until she finally exhausted herself and fainted.

Beiming Ye carried her into the bath, and during the process, tormented her again until she died and came back to life—and only then did he bring her into sweet sleep.

Meanwhile, Hua Qingcheng, Tuoba Jinghao, Huo Sijian, and Zhonghua had each prepared their best dishes, intending to check on the Crown Princess.

Instead, they ran right into the furious Li Yaoyao.

Just then, the originally sleeping‑soundly Li Luoluo suddenly snapped her eyes open and looked at Beiming Ye.

“A‑Ye, someone has intruded into Xiaoyao Palace.”

She trusted her apocalypse‑honed instincts—they never lied. And she felt only malice toward whoever had entered.

Anyone who disturbed her sleep… deserved death.

Her principle was simple:

Rather than drain myself, I’d rather drive others mad.

Tonight, Xiaoyao Palace would be full of entertainment.

“Luo’er, it’s Li Yaoyao. Just rest—leave this to me.”

Beiming Ye knew well that the matter was tricky. In the Blue Star Empire—no, in the entire interstellar world—because males outnumbered females, females were the most precious beings.

Even someone as noble as him had become the Crown Princess’s toy.

Yet instinctively, he was willing to do anything for Li Luoluo. He didn’t understand why—he only knew his heart told him to treat her unconditionally well.

Just then, the Snake Clan’s distress signal flashed before Beiming Ye’s eyes. His expression changed instantly.

“Not good—the Snake Clan is in danger! Luo’er, how about coming back to the Snake Clan with me for a while?”

He was stretched thin and didn’t want to leave Li Luoluo in the dangerous palace. Anxiety filled his eyes.

“A‑Ye, they’re not capable of hurting me.”

“Go handle your clan’s matters. Nothing will happen here—trust me, alright?”

Li Luoluo’s cat‑like pupils gleamed with danger, killing intent slowly rising within them.

Beiming Ye stared in shock. Even someone as powerful as him felt the urge to submit under her overwhelming aura.

“…Alright. Luo’er, wait for me. I’ll return as soon as I can. If there’s danger, send me a signal.”

He handed her a white jade pendant, explaining that if she pressed the red gem, he would instantly teleport to her side. Only then did he disappear in a flash.

After watching him leave, Li Luoluo quickly changed into black clothes, hiding in the darkness like a night demon. A bloodthirsty glint flashed in her eyes as she appeared silently behind Hua Qingcheng and the others.

She wanted to see—when faced with their “white moonlight,” Li Yaoyao—would they protect her? Or protect Li Yaoyao?

After all, in the original plot, they had joined forces with Li Yaoyao to push Li Luoluo into despair—betrayed and hunted, dying without peace.

“Brother Cheng, Brother Hao, Brother Nian, Brother Hua… it’s all because I was useless.”

“My sister treated you so cruelly, yet I couldn’t protect you.”

“While she’s busy favoring Beiming Ye, why don’t I take you out of the palace and give you your freedom?”

“Or… we can work together and kill my sister. Then you can become my beast‑husbands, and we’ll eliminate future trouble. How does that sound?”

Li Yaoyao spoke earnestly. Under the lights, she looked pitifully delicate—tears like rain, making anyone feel sympathy.

To win them over, she first used freedom as bait, then used power and herself as the reward—pressuring them to choose.

Hua Qingcheng’s expression darkened. His charming fox eyes lifted slightly.

“Second Princess, thank you for your kindness. But I have already chosen Her Highness, the Crown Princess.”

“For her, I—Hua Qingcheng—swear here: I would rather betray the world than ever betray her.”

Just thinking about Li Luoluo—wild, fierce, and breathtaking—made his beast blood burn. He wanted nothing more than to immediately receive her favor and become her rightful beast‑husband.

Tuoba Jinghao added lightly, “Same for me.”

Huo Sijian: “Me too.”

Zhonghua: “Me too.”

For the first time, they were perfectly in sync, and all they could think of was Li Luoluo’s unrivaled beauty and her proud, domineering aura.

Li Yaoyao never imagined it.

These men had once promised her—said they were willing to be beaten by Li Luoluo for her sake, willing to cooperate from the inside to destroy Li Luoluo and help her ascend.

Yet now, they had all betrayed her.

Who could tell her—
what kind of spell that wretched Li Luoluo had cast on them?!

How could they be so loyal to her?!

In that instant, Li Yaoyao’s hatred reached its peak. She swung the barbed whip violently toward Hua Qingcheng, Tuoba Jinghao, Huo Sijian, and Zhonghua’s faces.

At the very moment the barbed whip was about to ruin their faces—

Another whip struck from mid‑air like a living serpent, instantly wrapping around the barbed whip!

The barbed whip froze, as if someone had seized its lifeline. Then it was yanked away, swung up into the air, and ruthlessly whipped straight toward Li Yaoyao’s face!