Scalding tears rolled, she whimpered, her open lips tasting the bitter flavor of tears. Cold spread like vines, silently creeping, freezing and enveloping her heart.
And now, just because the other side was more useful to him, he couldn’t offend them, couldn’t damage the relationship. So Mo Yi could abandon her, right?
Isn’t that right? She asked herself.
Pain, such pain. Excruciating pain spread through her entire body, gradually blurring her consciousness. She tried to keep her eyes open, but it was futile. Her vision blurred with liquid, blood dripping from her fingertips.
That ground of debris stained blood-red, not tears falling silently, but pain, heartache.
And that shattered hairpin, shattered, a heart that could never be restored.
Then, her inner world became blank, left only with bone-piercing, flesh-tearing agony, the chief judge’s wild laughter, and Mo Yi’s… cold gaze.
Then someone walked over, reached out to wipe her tears. He said, “Gift, don’t cry. Let’s get revenge, okay?”
She wanted to place her hand on his, but found he was getting further and further away, until the gentleness and indulgence at his lips transformed into a dismissive sneer.
“Trust you? How can I trust you?”
“I advise you, stop being obsessed!”
“That won’t do you any good!”
“Do you want to add more crimes?”
“Mei Kai Ye!”
That final call, accompanied by cold liquid pouring down, drenched her entire body, also breaking her heart.
Heartbroken, numb to the point of losing sensation.
The jailers lowered Mei Kai Ye from the wooden stake, throwing her on the ground, splashing her with cold water to wake her. She tried to crawl up, but the needles in her fingers hadn’t been removed. Moving caused excruciating pain.
It turned out, everything was fake.
— He said, I’ll give you endless love.
— He said, you are my woman!
— He said, even if I imprison you, I won’t let you go!
Thoughts swirled, her heart breaking. His light laughter, furrowed brow, exasperation—everything so clear, unforgettable.
— He said, I, the emperor of Great Zhao, was overwhelmed by you… losing all face.
— He said, you must take responsibility for me.
Tender feelings, soft words, intimate whispers… she realized deep down, she had long harbored feelings for this ruler she never dared to love.
But everything was fake.
