“Murong You Xue, I will make you understand the price of offending me.” With wild hair and a disdainful smile, Murong You Xue, sitting on the throne, still exuded nobility in her purple imperial robe. The Emperor of Canglong would not break his word; she was not afraid of Wang Xie’s threats.
“To the four great elders, I will never admit my wrongs; I have never been wrong.” Surprisingly, Murong You Xue was unusually respectful towards the four elders below.
“Murong, that was a feud from a thousand years ago, why cling to it?”
“You killed Young Master Bai Hua. Not only will the goddess not forgive you, but even the divine realm will hold you accountable. Is the throne really that important? It’s been so many years. When the Empress left, she handed over the throne to you, gave you a third of her powers, and granted you eternal youth. Aren’t you satisfied?”
A sigh echoed long in the empty hall.
“I will never forgive her. She actually went mad for that man; I despise her.”
Just as her words fell, the door was kicked open with a “bang,” and three figures appeared before everyone. A woman in a luxurious gold dress with white hair loosely scattered around her waist, fixed with two cherry blossom-shaped gold hairpins, was so noble that one dared not look directly at her. With her arrival, cherry blossoms filled the air.
“Is that so? In your view, Empress, what would be worth my heartbreak?”
“Would it be for this throne, this robe, this supreme power, worth my heartbreak?”
Her words were sharp, a stark contrast to her former frail self. Now, Ai Xiao Tu had everyone’s attention. It seemed she had overcome her inner demons, the heart disease of “Bai Hua’s Soul Flight.”
Seeing Ai Xiao Tu like this, Murong You Xue felt a hint of fear.
“You wanted to kill me, but you didn’t succeed. Instead, you killed my husband. Are you angry? Do you still want to kill me?”
Her words were firm and decisive, clearly holding back her anger.
“Yes, I wanted to kill you, and even after thousands of years, I won’t change. Even after ten thousand years, I won’t change.” Each word was sharp. What exactly made her hate her so deeply, to the bone?
With a flick of her sleeve, a small white snake flew out from Murong You Xue’s sleeve towards Xiao Tu.
Chapter 45: Sinful Deeds
“Smack,” she flicked her sleeve, knocking the little white snake to the ground. Unexpectedly, the snake darted into her sleeve, shocking everyone.
“Murong You Xue, heaven might forgive, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable.” She raised her hand, and the small white snake was in her grip. With a pinch, she used several layers of her power to fling the snake back at Murong You Xue.
