A Fallen Matriarch Did Not Necessarily Have to Be Clever; She Could Also Be an Idiot

"A bunch of trash, trash!!!" Gu Liangli's expression turned ugly beyond compare. In barely a few months, the Da Ci Dynasty had lost half the country.

The people she had sent out had either died or surrendered. Now, there was not even a general left to use.

Every member of the Royal Family had claimed that if they personally took the battlefield, those rebels would surely kneel and beg for mercy. The outcome spoke for itself.

"No, I need to see the Otherworld Demon and have him avenge me."

After a bout of panic, Gu Liangli finally remembered that she had no independent power of her own—only the Otherworld Demon.

In her haste, she did not even bother maintaining her bearing as she went to see the Otherworld Demon.

"Something happened to me. I need your help." Gu Liangli adjusted her state of mind and put on a cold, lofty appearance. Her tone made it sound as though helping her was simply his honor.

Within the tall, clear, luxurious bronze mirror, the image of a handsome man appeared. Every feature was exactly to Gu Liangli's liking.

"Of course. Being able to help you is my honor." The Otherworld Demon's magnetic voice drifted over, making Gu Liangli's expression go dazed for an instant before she immediately recovered.

"Rebels have appeared in the Da Ci Dynasty. I would like to ask you to help me eliminate them." Gu Liangli found the words "ask" and "help" especially awkward, as though she were begging someone.

She was the Da Ci Empress. How could she possibly beg anyone, much less a man?

"Of course, that won't be a problem." The Otherworld Demon agreed without hesitation, then deliberately spoke with difficulty. "But you know that I was severely wounded ten thousand years ago and still have