Rebirth: The Two-Faced Cook Meets the Cold-Faced King Qin

Concubine Yao sat alone in front of the bronze mirror in her bedroom, her fingers gently stroking her once beautiful face.

The reflection in the mirror was blurry yet real, reflecting her past glory and present misery.

Her heart was filled with endless sorrow and memories. Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed by like a ghost, bringing with it a gloomy aura.

Concubine Yao felt the icy chill and turned around abruptly, only to see Lord Ming, the ruthless leader of the Netherworld Sect, standing behind her.

He was dressed in a black robe as dark as ink and his eyes were as cold as a knife.

An inexplicable fear surged in Yaopin's heart. She immediately leaned forward and called out in a trembling voice:

"Mingjun."

However, the Lord of Hell did not respond, but only looked at Concubine Yao up and down with his cold eyes.

It's like looking at a damaged product.

"Your face is so horrible." The voice of Lord Ming was cold and majestic. He slowly walked to the front of Concubine Yao.

“I warned you long ago to be careful.

The way you look now really brings shame to our Netherworld Sect."

Concubine Yao's body trembled under the pressure of the Lord of Hell, and she felt a huge fear enveloping herself.

Lord Ming lifted up Lady Yao's face with her cold hands and continued, "But I can heal you."

When Concubine Yao heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes. However, Lord Ming's next words made her wary.

"But," the Lord of Hell paused.

He stared at Concubine Yao with a dagger-like gaze, "Now that I have cured you, please don't make such a low-level mistake again.

You actually had your face ruined. How can you get close to the emperor in the future?"

Concubine Yao's heart trembled, she understood what Lord Ming meant.

In this palace struggle, her appearance is the key to her approaching the emperor and her capital in the fight for power. Now that her face is destroyed, her position is in jeopardy.

"Yes, Lord Ming." Yaopin bowed her head and answered respectfully, "I will be careful and will not make the same mistake again."

Lord Ming nodded, a gleam of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

The Lord of Hell looked stern, and she continued:

"You stay in your bedroom for the next few days and don't go anywhere.

Don't cause me any more trouble.

Remember, don't do anything, just rest and relax. Wait until I heal your face, then you can do what you want to do. "

She paused, her voice low but with unquestionable majesty:

“Also, Concubine Xuan is pregnant, which is a big threat to us.

After I cure you, you must act as soon as possible to regain the emperor's favor and fight for your own position, do you understand?"

Yaopin was deeply shocked by the words of the Lord of Hell. She nodded repeatedly, her voice trembling a little:

"Yes, yes, Lord Ming, I understand. I will wait patiently.

Concubine Yao will definitely follow your instructions and regain the emperor's favor as soon as possible."

Lord Ming nodded, a gleam of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

He looked at Concubine Yao deeply, then turned and left, leaving Concubine Yao alone in her bedroom to ponder.

Yaopin thought to herself, "In the days ahead, I must not make any mistakes.

Concubine Xuan's pregnancy is a huge challenge for me. After I recover, I must act as soon as possible.

Concubine Xuan, I will make you pay back a hundred, a thousand times."

Time flies, and a week has passed in the blink of an eye.

During these seven days, Concubine Yao stayed in the palace, hoping to restore her appearance.

Every night, the King of Hell would come as scheduled and give her careful treatment.

Whenever night falls, the mysterious and profound medical skills of the Lord of Hell are performed on Concubine Yao's face.

Repairing her appearance bit by bit.

Today is the last day of treatment, and the Lord of Hell untied the bandage on Concubine Yao’s face.

Concubine Yao couldn't wait to look through the mirror and see her beautiful self again.

Her eyes were shining with excitement and gratitude. She looked radiant in the mirror, as if she had been reborn.

The gratitude in Yaopin's heart was beyond words. She fell to her knees, clasped her hands together, and choked with sobs:

“Thank you, Lord Mingjun, for returning my appearance to me and allowing me to regain my beauty.

In this life, Yaopin is willing to go through fire and water for you, without hesitation! "

Lord Ming stared coldly at Concubine Yao, a cruel arc appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her voice revealed an unquestionable coldness:

"Princess Yao, listen carefully, this treatment is your last chance.

I will not continue to tolerate your weakness."

Concubine Yao felt the cold aura emanating from Lord Ming and her heart trembled.

She bit her lower lip, trying to stay calm, and lowered her head to answer:

"Yes, Lord Mingjun. Concubine Yao understands."

The Lord of Hell snorted coldly, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes:

"I understand. From tomorrow on, don't let me see you in such a depressed state again.

Do what you have to do, otherwise, you will suffer the consequences.”

There was a cruel pleasure in her voice, as if warning Concubine Yao that any behavior that went against her will would be severely punished.

Yaopin's body trembled slightly, but she did not dare to refute at all.

The Lord of Hell turned and left.

As soon as the Lord of Hell left, Concubine Yao leaned lazily on the carved sandalwood chair. Her eyes were deep and charming, flashing with a strange light.

She gently raised her slender fingers and called softly to the youngest palace maid beside her, Xiao Shitou.

"Little Stone, come here." Concubine Yao's voice was soft and seductive, as if it carried an irresistible magic.

Little Stone walked to the side of Concubine Yao tremblingly, even though she had been with Concubine Yao for a long time.

But every time she faced this beautiful and crazy master, she always felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Yaopin smiled slightly, and there was a hint of weirdness and charm in that smile:

"Little Stone, I have a small task for you."

Little Stone lowered his head, waiting cautiously for what was to come.

"Go find a reliable imperial physician and a maidservant of Concubine Xuan.

Whatever they ask, you must satisfy them.”

Concubine Yao's tone was gentle but firm, as if she was talking about something very ordinary.

Xiao Shitou's heart tightened. She knew Concubine Yao's character very well. She seemed gentle and weak, but in fact she was crazy and unpredictable.

"Remember," Yaopin suddenly moved closer to Xiao Shitou, "I want absolute control, at any cost.

If they are greedy, I will give them more. I will make them completely my pawns."

Little Stone felt the crazy aura emanating from Concubine Yao, which was an irresistible charm.

It is also a force that strikes fear into people’s hearts.

She bowed deeply and replied in a trembling voice, "Yes, Madam, I understand."

Yaopin nodded with satisfaction, and that sickly and crazy smile appeared on her face again.

There was a sneer on Concubine Yao's lips, and her eyes flashed with determination and coldness.

She murmured to herself in a cold tone:

"Princess Xuan, I want you to experience the consequences of bullying me." Her words revealed a threat that could not be ignored, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

As she finished speaking, Concubine Yao began to hum a little tune softly.

The tune was gentle and melodious, yet it carried a hint of sorrow and determination, as if expressing her dissatisfaction and determination to fight back.