As time went by, the impact of Lingxi's slaughter of officials became more and more severe. Many people privately discussed and even cursed her, calling her cruel and heartless, a true tyrant who was unworthy of being a ruler.
The people even formed a rebellion army, preparing to overthrow Lingxi, with soldiers from the Shuowang Empire joining their cause. In their hearts, the rightful ruler should be a descendant of the Cecilia Royal Family, not the sudden appearance of a blood vampire like Lingxi.
Iris did not stop this, but instead allowed the news to spread and develop.
At this moment, Iris sat on the main seat in the hall, looking like she hadn't slept well.
"Mother..." Baixi, with a worried expression, walked up to Lingxi and tugged at her clothes a few times.
"It's okay, just focus on supervising the two little ones' studies. I can handle it," Iris waved her hand, yawned and said.
"But..." Baixi hesitated, clearly wanting to persuade Lingxi.
"Enough, no 'buts'. If you try to persuade me again, I will punish you," Iris warned with narrowed eyes.
"Yes." Baixi saluted and stepped back.
...
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it had been half a month since Lingxi ascended to the throne.
During this time, turmoil erupted in the Shuowang Empire, and the people were filled with anger and resentment.
On this evening, outside the city of Nevernight, banners fluttered, and the shouts shook the sky.
"We are going to rise up and overthrow that bloody regime, overthrow the cruel Empress!"
A crowd, holding up the "rebellion flag," gathered under the city walls of Shuowang City, shouting at the guards on the city tower.
"Yes, we will overthrow this tyrant."
Some people from within the city also stood up, holding up their own signs and shouting loudly.
"Yes, rise up."
"Overthrow the tyrant's rule!"
...
The guards on the city tower shouted angrily, their momentum surging, deafening.
Although their shouts were not overly powerful, they were still resounding, spreading throughout the entire Nevernight City.
"We will rise up and overthrow the tyrant!"
"We will rise up and overthrow the tyrant!"
Both the crowds inside and outside the city shouted together, their voices deafening, their momentum majestic, reaching into the sky, lasting and refusing to quiet down.
The blood vampire soldiers defending the city were infected by the atmosphere, standing up one by one, raising their weapons, and shouting, "We will rise up and overthrow the tyrant's rule!"
"Overthrow the tyrant's rule!"
"Overthrow the tyrant's rule!"
After a moment, the city gate was opened, and the rebel army flooded into Nevernight City like a tide.
"Your Majesty, there is a gathering of rebel forces outside, and they want to overthrow the Shuowang Empire and your rule. Should we use force to suppress them?" A black-armored demon came to Iris and reported with a bow.
"They are all my subjects. There is no need to use force to suppress them. Let them in," Iris said calmly, with an infinitely confident tone, as if everything was under her control, without a trace of fear.
"Yes!" The black-armored demon received the order and quickly disappeared.
The black-armored demons who received the order quickly withdrew, guarding Iris to prevent any unexpected situations.
Iris sat on the Your Majesty's seat, closing her eyes to rest.
Victor stood on one side, waiting quietly for Iris's orders.
Candace carried a pot of tea and came to Iris's side.
"Your Majesty, here is the tea," Candace placed the tea cup on Iris's desk and said.
"Well, put it down." Iris opened her eyes, took the tea cup, and took a sip of tea.
Candace couldn't understand why Lingxi was so calm and not afraid of the rebel forces outside overturning her palace?
After all, there were tens of thousands of rebel soldiers outside.
Was she not afraid at all?
At this time, Baiying and Yingling were reviewing the words taught by Candace, unaware of what was happening outside.
All they knew was that if they made a mistake in dictation, they would be punished. So they dared not waste a moment, desperately memorizing the pronunciation and spelling of the words.
...
The rebellious army marched towards the imperial palace in an imposing and spectacular manner.
The leader of the rebel army is named Ferdinand, a young man in his thirties. He wears a red robe and has a long Scar on his face. His eyes are sharp and piercing like that of an eagle.
He is the son of the chief minister and bears deep resentment in his heart because his father was killed. He seeks revenge and wants to overthrow the tyrant's rule and tear that damn Lingxi apart.
Ferdinand leads the rebel army and advances towards the palace.
At this moment, Lingxi is drinking tea, looking calm and relaxed. In her heart, she secretly admires the tea brewed by Candace the most. It tastes fragrant, sweet, and refreshing, truly an exceptional tea.
In no time, Ferdinand and his men arrive outside the palace gates. He stands at the gate, lifts his head, and gazes up at the magnificent golden plaque above the palace, a sinister look flashing in his eyes. He shouts loudly, "We will rise and overthrow the tyrant's rule!"
"We will overthrow the tyrant's rule!" The rebel army follows Ferdinand's lead and shouts in unison.
When several rebels charge into the main hall, they are instantly subdued by the black-armored demons. Their faces turn pale, and their bodies tremble in fear.
"Let them go, they are just misguided subjects influenced by demonic words." Iris stands up and calmly says, a faint smile appearing on her face.
"Yes!" The black-armored demons obey the order and release the captured rebels.
"Why did you rebel, and in whose name?" Iris looks at the rebel leaders in front of her and asks.
"Of course, it's for the Cesilia royal family. You've executed the officials and seized the throne. You are a tyrant." One rebel leader grits his teeth and speaks bitterly.
"Heh, do you even know why I had to eliminate the officials?" Iris says lightly.
"Hmph, isn't it obvious? Because you're a tyrant." Another rebel leader scoffs.
"A tyrant? I'm merely clearing out some fence-sitters. You claim to rebel in the name of Cesilia, but your forefathers surrendered and conspired with traitors during Cesilia's most perilous times. I have not exterminated your clans, which already shows my kindness. Do you think you can overthrow me? You're just delusional." Iris sneers.
"Hahaha." Hearing Iris's words, the rebel leaders burst into arrogant laughter. "What nonsense. You are not even a true descendant of the Cesilia royal family. Why should we listen to your words?"
"Indeed, you are nothing more than an incompetent ruler who seized the throne without knowing how to govern. You are not worthy of being a country's monarch."
"Hahaha!"
The rest of the rebel army joins in, mocking Iris without restraint.
But Iris takes out a vial of fading potion from her pocket. She smears it on her black hair, and it immediately turns white.
"I am the legitimate heir of the Cesilia royal family. Are you still going to rebel under my name?" Iris looks at the rebel army, asking calmly.
"Do you really think we will believe this trick? Even though the Cesilia royals have white hair, you might have dyed yours. Only the blood flame can..."
Before a rebel leader could finish his sentence, a blood flame ignites on Iris's right hand. (The Cesilia inherited ability)
Flames rise and illuminate Iris's eyes. Her golden-red pupils are remarkably dazzling, exuding awe-inspiring authority.
"It's impossible, how is this possible..."
The rebel leader's face changes drastically, shaking his head in disbelief.
"It's an illusion, it must be an illusion! You are pretending to be a member of the Cesilia royal family!" The rest of the rebels are also shocked by this sudden turn of events, some refusing to believe it, shouting loudly.
"Just because my appearance doesn't resemble that of the Cesilia royal family, you can't recognize me?" Iris looks at the rebel leaders coldly.
"How could we not recognize you? This is just a disguise. You are a fake!" One rebel leader exclaims angrily.
Then, the blood flame in Iris's hand gradually transforms into black flame as she looks at that rebel leader with a mocking expression.
On the side, Candace is stunned to witness all this. She never expected the missing princess to return.
Her mouth hangs open, unable to close for a while.
"My true name is Iris Cesilia. I am the legitimate bloodline of the Cesilia royal family. Why can't I assume the position of Your Majesty?" Iris's voice is not loud, but it feels like a thunderbolt that strikes into the ears of every rebel.
Eighty percent of them joined the uprising in response to the call of the Cecilia royal family. The girl in front of them is the direct descendant of the Cecilia royal family and is the most qualified person to inherit the throne.
There is only one user of the Blood Flame and the Dark Flame in the world, and that is Iris Cecilia. Now they are using the name of Cecilia, but they want to overthrow the legitimate royal family. Isn't that a huge joke?
At this moment, the leaders of the uprising were all stunned, with an embarrassed expression on their faces.
They saw that eighty percent of the uprising army knelt down and bowed to Iris, saying, "We pay homage to Her Majesty the Queen!"
The rest of the uprising army, seeing this situation, also knelt down and bowed together.
At this moment, seeing that the situation was hopeless, the sons of the officials also hurriedly knelt down and paid their respects to the Queen, hoping that she would spare their lives.
Iris did not speak, sitting silently in her chair, without uttering a word.
The rest of the uprising army dared not speak either, kneeling on the ground, waiting for the Queen's judgment.
After a while, Iris finally spoke.
Her voice was cold and ruthless, without any warmth. "The sons of the officials who plotted to seize the throne are unforgivable. According to the law, they should be executed along with their nine generations. As for the remaining soldiers of the uprising army, as you have responded to the royal family, you will be spared. But you must be loyal to the royal family from now on, forever serving the royal family. If you betray, you will be killed."
Hearing Iris's words, the soldiers of the uprising army were overjoyed.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your forgiveness."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your forgiveness."
Everyone thanked her one after another, feeling relieved that they were not put to death. It was really a relief.
As the sentencing came to an end, Ferdinand couldn't accept this result and kept roaring, "It's impossible, it's impossible. Your despicable tricks cannot fool me. This is clearly a fraud."
"I'm a little tired today. Victor, I'll leave the rest to you," Iris waved her hand and said to Victor.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Victor respectfully said.
With that, a bloody massacre began.
The sons of the officials were beheaded on the spot, and Victor led the soldiers to massacre their families.
The massacre lasted for a whole night until the east started to turn white before it finally ended.
As a result, the treasury received a huge amount of wealth.
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