Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 330 - Untitled

Chapter 330: Untitled

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

That woman, with her bloodstained hands, was actually very lucky.

Because she had Epsilon.

ng Fuyao sighed and turned to leave. Epsilon looked up suddenly and smiled at her.

“Thank you,” he said.

ng Fuyao froze and then witnessed Epsilon quietly collapse.

He died.

Without any warning, the fourth in the Top Ten, the renowned Epsilon, had chosen to end his life after personally ending the life of his lover.

Perhaps he cut his own ridians, or perhaps, it was just the end of his natural life span. He had spent the latter half of his life living for her. Her death would an the end of his purpose.

The last sentence he had said in his lifeti, was a ‘thank you’ to ng Fuyao, the perpetrator that had destroyed his reputation completely.

To thank her for fulfilling his dreams.

He had stayed by the Empress’ side, never once thinking of taking her for himself. But when he had finally done so, he had finally felt that his life had not been in vain.

A lifeti of glory and admiration from others could not hold a candle to this final and last brilliance.

As ng Fuyao ca out from the Tenth Princess’ mansion, ng Fuyao ordered her subordinates to cremate the Xuanji Empress together with Epsilon, according to the will the Epsilon had left behind.

At the entrance, she t the waiting Tang Yi Zhong. He had arrived with Zhangsun Wuji in order to take control over Tenth Princess’ 3,000 guards. Zhangsun Wuji had a discussion with him a couple of days ago. While ng Fuyao had no inkling as to what had gone on in the discussion, Tang Yi’s actions today explained everything.

When he heard of Xuanji Empress’ death, his jaw dropped in shock. Upon hearing the news that she was to be cremated together with Epsilon, his jaw hit the ground.

“Are you crazy?! Aren’t you shaming the Xuanji imperial family? She is, after all, still the Empress! She will be buried in the mausoleum!”

“I have already shad more than one, I do not care about shaming another one,” ng Fuyao replied casually.

“But… But you can’t cremate her with Epsilon,” Tang Yi Zhong stuttered. “Won’t it be fulfilling her… wishes?”

“You’re wrong,” ng Fuyao said calmly. “I am fulfilling Epsilon’s wishes, not hers. For a woman like her, her dream is to be buried in the mausoleum after her death, to enjoy the prayers of her royal descendants for eternity. Then, I will do the exact opposite.”

Beside her, Zong Yue, who had been silent ever since Xuanji Empress’ death, trembled slightly.

ng Fuyao noticed but did not say anything. Instead, she turned to Tang Yi Zhong and said, “It is high ti for the cat to be let out of the bag. Sir Tang, please make your choice. It is either you lend your army of 100,000 soldiers to help settle the issue, or I use Da Han’s army to settle the issue. Your choice.”

“What else is there to say.” Tang Yi Zhong shrugged. “I will listen to whoever has the Imperial Jade Seal.”

“Oh?” ng Fuyao gave him a side glance. “What about the imperial edict?”

“Imperial edict?” Tang Yi Zhong laughed. ” The seal hasn’t be placed on the imperial edict!”

“Very well then, let’s go,” ng Fuyao said simply and left on her horse. She did not bother to check if the two followed along.

Her not chasing them away was already a big step forward. The two would not mind her attitude.

From Tenth Princess’ mansion to the palace, it was the closest to go by the northern palace. To enter from that door, they would first have to pass by the northwest corner of the palace.

ng Fuyao headed straight for the palace’s main hall. But suddenly, she stopped at a crossroads.

She tilted her head and looked towards the direction with a cluster of short trees.

Behind that thicket, was a wall that was sealed up. Behind that wall, it contained the mories of palace life.

ng Fuyao stood there and suddenly recalled the experience of finding out this palace. The realization hit her, and then she turned to ask, “Zhangsun Wuji, that night, the black figure that guided us here, was it arranged by you?”

Behind her, Zhangsun Wuji nodded. “Yes.”

ng Fuyao laughed. ‘He wanted to know how much I rembered, huh? But then, afterward, he dragged away… Zhangsun Wuji, a man who has been decisive all his life, was so conflicted over this…’

She sighed and decided to pry the bushes apart, walking straight through.

Zhangsun Wuji followed suit, but Zong Yue stood frozen outside.

Zhangsun Wuji turned back and glanced at him. “There are so things that beco more painful the more you hide it. To treat the root of the illness or to let it slowly kill you, you decide for yourself.” Zhangsun Wuji told him.

Zong Yue closed his eyes, and then quietly made his way across the thicket.

ng Fuyao had already strode over the wall, pushed open the doors and made her way into the floor covered in dust. One could still spot footsteps that were left by them the other day.

The last footprint was right outside the tiny room, underneath the window. She saw the cupboard from the corner of her eyes and imdiately blocked out her mories.

ng Fuyao walked over. Her footsteps overlapped with the footprints made that day. She stood calmly in front of the window and then made her way into the room.

She saw the cupboard at first glance.

A black, aged cupboard stood there, with 14 years worth of dust piling upon it.

The cupboard was half-covered by a curtain, the exact replica of Old Lu’s second painting.

ng Fuyao squatted down in front of the cupboard. The lock on the cupboard was long gone as the cupboard door hung loosely on its hinges, half-opened. A crack ran through the roof of the cupboard, and inside, there were pieces of cloth and black cotton wadding. These were made into a nest by the rats, giving off an unbearable strong stench.

Zhangsun Wuji suddenly turned away.

Zong Yue leaned against the extrely filthy door fra covered in dust and cobwebs. But yet, he himself seed oblivious to it as he sank into his own thoughts.

ng Fuyao suddenly wedged herself into the cupboard.

She cramd herself into, shrinking her bones into the size of a child. She gently closed the door from the inside and observed her surroundings from a silt in the cupboard door.

She stared at the bed.

Zhangsun Wuji stumbled a little. He paused and then took a step forward as if he wanted to pull her out of that place. He reached his hand out but sohow, he dropped it down to his side silently.

Zong Yue’s face was getting paler by the second. He leaned against the door fra as if wanting to put all his weight on that frail, brittle structure.

ng Fuyao looked at the bed.

The candle was lit, flickering vulnerably in the wind.

ng Fuyao started recalling…

She waited for her mother in the cupboard. Old Lu had already scurried away. Just as he was touching her, she suddenly rembered that she could move, so she retaliated, biting down his finger with all her might. Old Lu shrieked and darted away to find himself so dication and bandage.

Then, she could hear a racket from outside as a large group of people rushed in. Every part of the room was packed with people as countless legs paced around in front of her. The room quieted down and what followed was the sound of tinkling ornants as a lady strolled in.

A luxurious, golden-red dress brushed past the floor. As if afraid that the floor would contaminate her long dress, two maids held the bottom of the dress up with their back hunched over.

That dress stopped in front of the cupboard. She hugged her knees tighter, afraid that this cupboard would be opened for the third ti today. But instead, the owner of the dress snorted coldly and turned over.

Then, a piercing, sharp voice could be heard. “Bring Xu Wan that bitch here!”

Her eyes widened in fear. She could hear the muffled cries for help. It was the voice that she was very familiar with. It was the voice of her mother that had chatted with her every night. It was a voice she could recognize even if she only heard it for a split second.

But she could not see her feet. Those cloth shoes that were making their way over belonged to the eunuchs.

Then, she heard the sound of soone being thrown on the bed. “Strip this bitch! Let see what body did she use to seduce the emperor!” a woman shrilled.

Amongst the sound of tearing fabric, she closed her eyes and bit her lip.

Suddenly, the air seed to be more humid and warm. A servant had moved a bucket of burning water over, accompanied by the quiet clanking of tallic items.

“With this body?” That woman laughed sinisterly. “I wonder if I were to strip you of your skin, leaving nothing but white bones, would you still be able to seduce His Majesty?”

Whoosh!

The sound of hot water being splashed seed to burn her heart. She trembled. In the warm room, her heart was frozen with fear. The struggle on the bed intensified as the muffled cries of pain got louder and louder. Yet, that woman was laughing. “Remove the cloth in her mouth. I want to hear this bitch cry. I wonder if she cried the sa way in bed?”

Once the cloth was removed, Xu Wan’s raw, piercing screams erupted, seemingly shaking the whole palace to its core.

“Comb! Comb it thoroughly!” that woman ordered viciously. “Let this shaless bitch that seduced His Majesty take a good look at her rotten at!”

“Vicious woman—” Xu Wan spat. Her body was completely burned, and amidst the rotten at, she glared at that woman and cursed, “You will die in sha one day!”

“Oh? Unfortunately for you, you cannot let die in sha. No one can.” That woman laughed coldly. Suddenly, she turned her head and said, “Such an interesting show. How can we not let the most important audience see it? Here, crack open the top part of the cupboard.”

With a flash, a crack opened on the cupboard, giving her full view of the situation.

ng Fuyao shivered.

What’s on the bed…

A pool of blood… A bundle of at… A skeleton taking shape… The iron comb being landed on the skin… Bringing with it pieces of at as it was lifted back up… The blood dyeing the entire mattress red, seeping into the grains of the wood… Xu Wan’s miserable shrieks that told of her intense pain…

Grooming… Grooming… The cruelest torture thod, one that she had heard of in her previous life, was happening to the woman that protected her for the past five years!

And she was in that dark corner, witnessing everything that happened!

She squatted in that cupboard, leaning against the cold wood. It was as though she was leaning against an icy mountain that was so cold, so cold. In that darkness, blood and at seed to rain down, suffocating her. It felt as though her intestines were being torn apart into many pieces…

“Ah… Look at the ti. His Majesty is probably looking for .” In that dimly lit room, the won with a headful of jewelry adorned turned and looked in the direction of the cupboard, unhappy that she could not continue.

A handso young man in white, pure and untainted, was initially blocked by the woman. He walked over and politely bowed. “Aunty, leave it to .”

“Mhm.” The Xuanji Empress patted his back. “Don’t let that woman die too quickly. Prolong her life, let her have a good taste of what it is to seduce my man. Oh, and don’t forget to get to the root of it.”