Chapter 3 – Poisoned Wine (3)
“Why did you let them kill , Mo Rongzhan? Why didn’t you keep your promise? Why didn’t you co to see , even for once?” Ye Zhen asked, but no one could hear her.
Mo Rhongzhan’s eyes fell coldly on Lu Lingzhi’s figure in front of him. “Is Ye Zhen dead?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
There was a mont of silence. For a mont, Ye Zhen thought that she would see a glimpse of sorrow or regret in his eyes, but there was none.
“If an insignificant person dies, then let it be.” He didn’t want her inside the palace, but he made sure that all of her needs were taken care of. Food, clothes-she had it all. If she wanted to die, she might as well die, he thought.
Lu Lingzhi’s eyes flashed. “Yes, I agree.”
“Go on. Tomorrow, I’ll make Shuang’er the Imperial Concubine. If Shuang’er hadn’t saved , I wouldn’t be here today,” Mo Rongzhan said. Although she didn’t rember the secret words, it was normal for she was only seven years old at that ti. It’s possible that she wouldn’t be able to rember such an old mory.
Ye Zhen suddenly had an impulse to laugh loudly. She waited all her life for his affection but all she got was a cup of poisoned wine and the apathetic words from his mouth saying that she was nothing to him at all. An insignificant woman.
The bitter thing was, she didn’t even know the truth until she died.
She scread out of anger, out of despair, “Mo Rongzhan, if there is an afterlife, I, Ye Zhen would surely have revenge!”
Having enough of what she’d seen, she turned to flee the palace. She wanted to visit her deceased family’s abode, but no matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free. It was like there was an invisible force that held her captive inside the palace.
This went on for two more years.
She beca a soul, floating and walking unseen in the palace halls. She was able to hear every rumor from the maids in the pantry, had seen guards lousily guarding at night when everyone was asleep and most of all, she had seen how Lu Wushuang filled the emperor’s head with her lies.
“Your Majesty, do you still rember this jade pendant?” Lu Wushuang, who took Ye Zhen’s place and beca Wang Fei, took out a piece of stone with a charming smile and asked him.
Mo Rongzhan glanced at it, smiling, “This,” He took ahold of the stone. “-is what I gave you to et . It’s a pity that I waited for you for how many days, but you didn’t show up.”
Lu Wushuang reclined in his arms and didn’t know what to say.
It was the exact jade pendant Ye Zhen gave to Lu Lingzhi. It turns out, he did not give it to Mo Rongzhan, but instead, he handed it to her sister, Lu Wushuang, to let her take Ye Zhen’s place.
Ye Zhen never knew there was more hatred than what she felt at this mont.
“This emperor wants you to keep this.”
Lu Wushuang stretched out her hand to grab the jade pendant from the emperor when suddenly, it gave off a fla which seed to be invisible to their eyes, only not to Ye Zhen’s. It imdiately made Lu Wushuang feel a searing pain on her palm.
“Ahh!” Lu Wushuang exclaid, and the jade pendant fell to the ground, suddenly breaking into half.
As the invisible fla gradually disappeared, the soul of Ye Zhen finally broke free from the palace.
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