mtl008 Chapter 567 I feel so miserable
Chapter 567 I feel so miserable
Emperor Shenwu had thought that since Lan Qingwu was so resistant, he might as well just let her go. But after Lin Shaojie entered the Imperial City, Emperor Shenwu became jealous! He was mad with jealousy! How could a nobody like him be worthy of Lan Qingwu?
And Lan Qingwu actually chose to marry such a person! Why can't he call her into the harem? Why can't he possess the woman who should belong to him!
He watched Lan Qingwu desperate, and another imperial decree summoned her into the harem. From then on, their fates would be entangled forever! This was their destiny!
Emperor Shenwu suppressed his rage, carried Lan Qingwu to the bed, and said one last thing: "You stay here well!"
The Shenwu Emperor finally left Fengqi Palace, and Lan Qingwu burst into tears. She had saved everyone, temporarily. She had won this gamble. She had exploited the emperor's guilt and his reluctance to part with her, forcing him, a king of his stature, to swallow what he considered a profound humiliation! It seemed she had won, but she knew they had both lost! They had each other's weak spots, knowing just where to poke them to force compromise and inflict the most pain!
When Lan Qingwu said those words, his heart was aching!
Lan Qingwu wept and murmured, "Retribution! This is my retribution! Retribution for my insistence on monopolizing all the love of an emperor!"
The incense in the dormitory was burning in the air, and Lan Qingwu had fallen into a deep sleep without knowing when.
After being locked in the room, Nie Wushuang kept listening to the noise outside. When the dull noise sounded, he nervously pressed against the crack of the door and faintly heard the sound of wooden boards hitting each other. Nie Wushuang was anxious and angry, but his heart was extremely cold. It seemed that the Queen Mother failed to convince His Majesty, and his life would soon be in danger!
But after a moment, the noise stopped. Nie Wushuang didn't dare relax. He pressed his ear against the crack of the door, listening intently. After an unknown amount of time, he faintly heard the footsteps of a group of people leaving. Then, there was no more movement. Nie Wushuang slowly slid down the door panel and breathed a silent sigh of relief! Two more months of life!
But he immediately sat up. He couldn't just sit there and wait for death. He had to find a way to contact his master, exchange information, and solve the mystery of the Empress's pulse! His Majesty didn't necessarily know he was talking nonsense, but he still gave the Empress two months! So he had to do his utmost to find the secret of this slippery pulse!
At this moment, Nie Wushuang could only trust the Empress, both because of her character and because of a lingering doubt in his heart. Ultimately, as long as he could prove that the slippery pulse was an illusion, all problems would be solved!
In the Qianzheng Hall, the pent-up rage of the Shenwu Emperor finally erupted. The hall was empty except for him, and with a frantic look on his face, he destroyed everything within his reach! In an instant, memorials were scattered all over the floor, and the treasure pavilion decorations and vases were all reduced to dust. He was like a powerful, wounded beast, destroying everything within his reach! No one could approach him, no one could comfort him!
The incomparably solid red sandalwood imperial table was also split in half by the sword of the Shenwu Emperor. He looked mad, his eyes bloodshot, and roared angrily: "Retribution! Retribution! This is my retribution!"
"I have violated two imperial laws. This is God's retribution!"
Emperor Shenwu smashed things like crazy and felt a slight pain in his right hand. He raised his right hand and saw that it had touched something and was bleeding.
Emperor Shenwu looked at his bloody hand sadly. Suddenly, all his strength disappeared. He half-lay on the steps, looking at his bleeding right hand. "Father, it was your son who didn't listen to your advice! It was me who insisted on giving my heart to a woman! And in the end—"
The result was that he was covered in blood and bruises!
"I got my retribution!" What's even more ridiculous is that he still can't bear to leave Lan Qingwu! He can't bear to see her get hurt, to see her be wronged! Even more so, he can't bear to let her leave him!
Through the void, the Shenwu Emperor saw himself, still a crown prince, listening to the late emperor's teachings for the last time: "Heng'er, I heard that you are very cold and indifferent to the women in your backyard. You have no preferences, no favoritism, and are impartial. This is the quality that an emperor must possess! The art of emperorship says that only when an emperor is not trapped by love can he gallop across the world and control the court! Heng'er, if you have that person in your heart, then she is existing in a way that goes against the will of heaven!"
"I have only one request of you—you must not give your heart to any woman! If a woman gains your heart, she will have the weapon to hurt you! You will be at her mercy, covered in wounds and unable to fight back!"
Emperor Shenwu fell to the ground, feeling his heart was already broken: "Father, this is my retribution!"
A sudden sharp pain arose in his heart, causing cold sweat to break out on Emperor Shenwu's forehead, "Ah!——"
Emperor Shenwu roared in pain, he covered his chest tightly, feeling the pain was excruciating and he wanted to die!