Chapter 929: Chapter 929: eting Xue Wanjun
Lian Hua raised her eyes, filled with emotion, and nodded vigorously: “Brother Zhao, next ti I won’t be so reckless. I will take care and grow old with you.”
The Emperor pinched her cheek, leaned in to kiss her, and responded with a smile: “Alright.”
The two reconciled, appearing particularly intimate, especially Lian Hua, who affectionately called him Brother Zhao at every turn.
She recounted to the Emperor the stories from the Imperial Garden, about Xiao Linzi’s peril, about her ordering people to beat Ye Ying and Master Wu, and about the unavoidable encounters between her and the grey hawk.
After narrating, Lian Hua summarized her experience: “Brother Zhao, I’ve thought it through carefully. If anything like this happens again, I should find you first, then you can send those flying n in black. Without being a burden like , they can move faster and it’s better than going.”
The Emperor tapped her nose and said aningfully: “Such things will not happen again.”
After this incident, the culprits were completely eliminated, and the entire harem would be thoroughly cleansed. In the future, his Little Concubine can go anywhere she likes, and he would no longer have to confine anyone in Canglan Court.
It was ti to et Xue Wanjun.
At the thought of that person, the Emperor’s eyes turned cold.
Although it was his sche to invite the enemy into the trap, intending to use Xue Wanjun to eradicate the remaining hidden spies and dead soldiers in the harem, he still rembered their youthful friendship.
As long as Xue Wanjun did not act rashly, even though the Xue family was exterminated for treason, he would not implicate Xue Wanjun. In the future, he would only let Xue Wanjun ditate with a green lamp and Buddhist scriptures to atone for past sins.
But Xue Wanjun ultimately disappointed him, unexpectedly having such a vicious and fierce temperant, willing to destroy everything.
Then don’t bla him for being ruthless!
In Huaqing Palace, Xue Wanjun was wearing her heavy robes, leaning against the door and looking expectantly in the direction of the approaching figure.
“He will co. Even if it’s for the Forr Empress Dowager’s sake, he will co to see one last ti. After all, I was once the appointed Crown Princess Consort…”
Without seeing the Emperor, how could she resign herself to die?
The Xue family was gone, the noble position was gone, even her forr number one enemy Liu Lingyi was dead. Old acquaintances and past events were buried in dust, and she no longer wanted to live, but she still wanted to see him and ask if he ever had genuine feelings for her.
From sunrise, getting up, dressing up and making up, she waited till the setting sun in the sky. Xue Wanjun firmly believed the Emperor would co.
Huaqing Palace was filled with an atmosphere of desolation, with the eunuchs and palace maids lifelessly and numbly waiting everywhere for death. Cai Xia tried to rush out a few tis only to hit a wall, becoming eccentric and hysterical, sotis crying, sotis laughing, wandering around Huaqing Palace like a wandering soul, except not daring to go into the Main Hall.
Only Cai Qin silently stayed by Xue Wanjun’s side, standing with her head lowered, expressionless as she slowly awaited the mont of death.
“Cai Qin, should I beg him to spare you?” Xue Wanjun suddenly asked, turning her head to look at the palace maid who had stayed loyal to her.
Cai Qin responded without the slightest fluctuation: “Miss, there’s no need to worry about anymore. From the mont you saved and my brother, my life has been yours. I said I would stay by your side and I will not break my word.” Why still test ?
Xue Wanjun felt an unusual warmth for a mont, just a mont, as she refocused on the direction of the incoming figure: “If there is a next life, I will compensate you.”
Cai Qin’s lips curled into a mocking smile. In the next life, would she still serve the ungrateful Miss Xue like a cow or a horse? Then she must have been a terrible person for ten lifetis to lose her life this way and still have to seek pardon in the next.
She whispered: “Miss Xue, I’m afraid you will soon hate to your bones, wishing you could kill with your own hands.”
“Hmm? What did you say?” Xue Wanjun asked without turning her head, not having heard clearly due to her light voice. At this mont, her spirit was entirely focused outside, leaving no attention for the girl who had accompanied her for over a decade.
There ca a commotion outside, soone seed to be loudly saluting.
Xue Wanjun’s spirits rose, her eyes bright with anticipation, staring unwaveringly at the doorway. Soon, a figure appeared in her line of sight, and she was montarily dazed as if she had returned to her youth at fourteen or fifteen, her heart fluttering at a re glimpse from the carriage.
The Emperor strode vigorously into the main gate of Huaqing Palace, walking forward. Seeing Xue Wanjun waiting at the Main Hall entrance, his eyes narrowed slightly before returning to calm.
As he drew near, Xue Wanjun gathered her senses, gracefully bowed: “Greetings, Your Majesty.”
The Emperor bypassed her, stepped over the Main Hall threshold, entered the hall, took a chair and placed it in the middle, lifted his robe and sat down, saying indifferently: “Rise.”
“Yes.” Xue Wanjun stood up and turned to look at the Emperor, her eyes slightly heated. Thousands of words choked in her throat, and for a mont she couldn’t speak.
Cai Qin bowed her head and quietly exited, standing with the people of Star Palace outside to prevent anyone from approaching.
The two in the hall faced each other silently.
Looking at the handso man in front of her, Xue Wanjun couldn’t help but say: “Doesn’t Your Majesty have anything to say to ?”
The Emperor remained silent, for between intelligent people there was no need for many words. He and Xue Wanjun had no common language to begin with, and at this point there was even less to discuss.
Before coming, he was angry at her wickedness, but seeing her now, the Emperor’s heart was unexpectedly calm, without anger at her actions nor pity for her desolate abandonnt. It seed like his subconscious had always known Xue Wanjun was a ruthless and unscrupulous person, never expecting anything else from her.
Xue Wanjun’s eyes welled with tears; she was still so heartless. Was there not even a word of reproach for her? How utterly tragic.
She swallowed down the words stuck in her throat, smiled gracefully, and slowly asked: “Your Majesty, am I this beautiful?”
The Emperor quietly watched her and replied: “You have always been extrely beautiful.”
Xue Wanjun lowered her head with a sorrowful smile: “But what use is beauty? It cannot stir the heart of the one in my heart, nor win his favor. Ha, such beauty, what use is it to …”
She stepped closer, dragging her heavy robes, raised her hand to touch the phoenix crown on her hair, and looked at the Emperor, asking again: “Your Majesty, am I this beautiful?”
The Emperor knew what she was referring to and replied calmly, “It doesn’t belong to you.”
These words pricked Xue Wanjun’s heart with pain, her face montarily contorted in anger as she retorted without regard for her image: “It originally was mine, mine, only taken by that confused daughter of a low-ranking official. I was ant to be the Crown Princess Consort, the Empress, your rightful wife!”
Thinking of all the past and the bitterness of unrequited love, tears rolled down her cheeks, lanting her misfortune and cursing fate’s injustice.
The Emperor looked at this woman blinded by ambition and desire, silent for a mont before speaking: “Lady Xue, as long as your father is like that, you could never beco the Empress.”
Xue Wanjun was startled: “Why?”
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