You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts-Chapter 454 - 222: Lian Hongyin: Stay With Me Tonight_3
Subsequently, some nearby nobles took a closer look at Ye Qingzhou’s profile: "Hey, hey, do you think he looks like someone?"
"Like who?"
"The Queen’s consort."
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"Could it be that all humans look similar?"
"No, the two of them really look alike. I’ve seen the Queen’s consort several times, I wouldn’t mistake it."
After the coronation ceremony was over, Lian Hongyin returned and took Ye Qingzhou’s hand: "Accompany me to the palace banquet tonight."
"Alright."
Ye Qingzhou looked unwilling, but unfortunately, he couldn’t refuse the request of the patron.
At night, the palace walls of the Royal Capital were brightly lit, shining brilliantly with the starlight above, a beauty that took one’s breath away.
In contrast, the slums on the outskirts of the Royal Capital were silent in darkness, with only the pungent stench occasionally drifting around with the evening wind.
The magnificent palace had immaculate snow-white walls.
Just approaching it, Ye Qingzhou could smell a strong scent of milk and sweetness through the carriage curtains.
Lian Hongyin looked at the majestic palace walls ahead and said to Ye Qingzhou in a mocking tone: "You must find it hard to imagine that this royal city was built during a year of widespread famine, where the ground was littered with the starved dead. The palace walls are snow-white and flawless because they are coated with dye made from milk, lime, honey, and sugar, layer by layer, over years."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingzhou suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
Using milk, honey, and sugar to paint palace walls during a famine when people were starving to death?
What kind of madness is this!
In the prisons of Dongji Kingdom, those heinous criminals sentenced to death seemed like harmless babies compared to the nobles of the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom.
And what life did the people of the Rakshasa Race live in such a country, it’s simply unimaginable.
The fact that they managed to survive to today could only be described as a biological miracle.
Many members of the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom’s royal family often liked to use the "white wall" as a boastful capital, using it to demonstrate how dignified the royal family members are.
Only Lian Hongyin found it nauseating and vomit-inducing.
On the snow-white palace walls, what was poured was not milk and honey?
Clearly, it was the piled bones of the Rakshasa people!
"I don’t understand, but I’m greatly shocked."
The white wall before him made Ye Qingzhou feel as though his soul had been "cleansed" in some way, his brain nearly going into overload.
Lian Hongyin looked at Ye Qingzhou, her tone wistful: "Every Rakshasa noble who comes to the Royal Capital from their fiefs would come here for pilgrimage, which is why this white palace wall is called the ’Holy Wall’ by them, believing it represents the purity and nobility of our Rakshasa Race. What do you think?"
"I see no purity or nobility..."
Ye Qingzhou sighed and then shook his head with emotion: "The sweetness of milk and honey is intoxicating, but in this flawless white, I only see two words—cannibalism."
The so-called Holy Wall before us is neither pure nor noble; in fact, it shouldn’t even be white, but dyed a blood-red to fit the scene.
Because it is built upon the bones of the Rakshasa people, piled by devouring the flesh and blood of innumerable Rakshasa citizens.
Cannibalism is not a rhetorical device, but a realistic description.
In the extremely underdeveloped Rakshasa Woman Kingdom, using milk, honey, and sugar to construct this six-meter-high, twelve-mile-long white palace wall...
Without treating millions of skeletons as "fuel," this grand spectacle could never have been realized.
Originally, Ye Qingzhou thought that stirring internal strife in the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom was already a great evil, but compared to the royal family and nobles of the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom, he realized he was still too naive.
This group of inhumane bastards deserved to be overthrown.
Ye Qingzhou looked at Lian Hongyin: "Do you want to change the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom?"
"I don’t know."
Lian Hongyin, though a Martial God, still showed some confusion at this moment: "I just feel that such a world is wrong."
She had once witnessed a three-month-old baby starved to death because of malnutrition.
She had seen a group of Rakshasa farmers, fighting to protect their family land, being tossed into the flames by arrogant nobles, burned alive.
She had encountered too much injustice, which is why the Red Lotus Karmic Fire burned in her heart, birthing the desire for a purged world.
But even a Martial God cannot eradicate all the world’s filth, because once the old filth is removed, new filth will still be born.
Just like at the founding of the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom, there was no distinction between nobles and civilians, everyone was equal, even the first Monarch was a distressed member of the Rakshasa Royal Family, fleeing to the Kunlun Grotto Heaven, living in constant fear.
Until the Queen Mother extended a helping hand, welcoming the Rakshasa people who were about to be annihilated, which led to the establishment of the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom.
At the beginning, everyone was striving for survival.
Farmers grew grains, herdsmen raised livestock, craftsmen made weapons and armor, while nobles had to go into battle to kill the enemy, to open up new territory for the nascent kingdom.
At that time, in the Kunlun Grotto Heaven, demons and monsters roamed rampant, attacking villages, preying on people, constantly threatening the safety of the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom.
In the end, it was the royal family who stood up, leading the courageous Rakshasa nobles in a bloody battle, finally wiping out these bloodthirsty creatures.
But after demons and monsters disappeared, who knows how many years passed, the once nationwide united atmosphere faded away, replaced by the cruel oppression of the royal family and nobles.
As a child in her mother’s arms, Lian Hongyin listened to the sacred teachings of the ancestors and witnessed their greatness. She naturally yearned for all this, imagining how she would write her own epic in the future.
However, when she grew up, the things she saw and heard during her travels in the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom were completely different from the books.
