Jiang Yanxi's pupils trembled, and she bit her lip and said, "Your Majesty, why do you suddenly ask this?"
Feng Shiyan suddenly opened his eyes. He was so thin that his eye sockets were sunken. When he stared at someone, it was creepy.
He forced himself to sit up from the bed, his eyes full of mockery: "How long are you going to pretend?"
The bright yellow brocade quilt slipped off his body, and he was wearing the same bright yellow silk pajamas, but underneath the clothes he felt empty, as if only a skeleton was left. He raised one of his hands with great effort.
Because he was so thin, his fingers looked particularly slender, and the skin on the back of his hands was wrinkled and stuck to his bones. There was no sign that they were a pair of hands that could once draw a bow or wield a sword.
"In my life, I never thought that I would become this half-human, half-ghost appearance one day." He sneered: "I have prepared the poison and medicine, but I still drink those medicines every day to prolong my life, just thinking that I can see you one day more..."
“Who would have thought that the one who most hoped for my death was you, the princess of the previous dynasty.” Feng Shiyan laughed so hard that tears were about to come out, and the corners of his eyes were bloodshot.
"How do you feel watching me being tortured by snake venom? Are you satisfied?" He tried to move his body closer to her, with hatred and sorrow in his eyes: "If you have a heart, even if you are a piece of stone, I should warm you up."
"Jiang Yanxi, you often scold me for being heartless. You are the one who is truly heartless, right?" The mockery in his eyes became even stronger: "You should have just stabbed me directly, that would have been more satisfying..."
When Jiang Yanxi called out the words "Princess of the previous dynasty", her hands and feet felt cold, her ears were buzzing, and she couldn't hear what Feng Shuo said next.
Just when Feng Shiyan tried to get up and approach her, he fell on the couch due to exhaustion. But when he wanted to crawl towards her, he took a few steps back and fell to the ground.
She looked at Feng Shiyan, opened her mouth and wanted to cry but no sound came out, only tears fell down.
The bed was some distance off the ground, and most of Feng Shiyan's body was sticking out of the dragon bed. He lost balance and fell to the ground. His bones, which were not covered with much flesh, fell to the ground, but the pain in his joints was not as great as the pain in his heart.
He smiled at Jiang Yanxi, his broken eyes full of paranoia: "I love you so much, I will pick all the stars in the sky for you..."
"I have let everyone in the world down in my life, but I have never let you down!"
As he spoke, blood began to flow out of his mouth: "Jiang Yanxi, you have such a cruel heart!"
Jiang Yanxi didn't dare to approach him, she just broke down and cried: "What do you want from me? My parents died at the hands of your father, and your Feng family's throne was also seized from the previous dynasty! I have the blood of the royal family of the previous dynasty flowing in my veins. Apart from revenge, is there any other way for me to go?"
"No! My whole life has been like a puppet in a shadow play. I have never been able to choose anything!"
"I was treated as a concubine's daughter, was mistreated by the mistress, and was bullied by the family's direct descendants. When I thought I could resist, I learned that this identity was fake! I don't even have the right to hate the grievances of more than ten years! God left all the injustice to me! I can't hate the people I hate, and I can't love the people I love. Tell me, what can I do in this life?"
After talking everything out, Jiang Yanxi was no longer afraid of the ending.
The water in her eyes had not yet dried, but there was only a dead despair in her eyes: "Feng Shiyan, we were wrong from the moment we met."
If there were no such entanglements, even if I later knew that he was my enemy, it would not be so painful to kill him or be killed by him.
"Ah," Feng Shiyan's bloody mouth curled up high, and tears seemed to flash in his eyes.
He has never cried since he could remember. It is not easy to be the master of the Eastern Palace, not to mention that he is just the orphan of the crown prince. Every step he takes over the years has been like walking on the edge of a knife.
Who born in the palace can’t act
Every word he said and every expression on his face were carefully considered.
There is no mercy in power politics, nor is there anything so-called uprightness.
The layer of bones piled at the bottom of the throne are the fools who still dream of being upright in the midst of power struggles.
Whoever has more brains and more ruthless means can climb higher.
Before he met Jiang Yanxi, he had always done well, and he thought he would always be hard-hearted.
But now, it was too late. She was suffering from bone-eating poison, and he was already terminally ill.
Feng Shiyan's eyes were bloodshot, and the whites of his eyes were densely covered with bloodshot, a scarlet color.
He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he staggered to his feet with the help of Gao Ji, pulled out the Longquan Sword hanging in front of the dragon bed, pointed the sharp sword directly at Jiang Yanxi's neck, and said in a hoarse voice: "I was wrong, I should have killed you long ago."
He had not tied his hair since he had been bedridden. Now his hair was scattered all over his body in a mess, some of it was stained with the blood he had vomited. His face was pale and his eyes were cruel and crazy.
The palm of his other hand, hidden under his wide sleeves, was already covered in blood from being scratched. There was even blood flowing out from the gaps between his clenched knuckles and dripping onto the dark blue floor tiles.
Jiang Yanxi was frightened by his appearance, tears streaming down her face, and she subconsciously used her hands to support herself and backed away.
Feng Shiyan's hand holding the sword was shaking, and there was a look of despair in his eyes. He lifted Jiang Yanxi's chin with the tip of the sword.
"Jiang Yanxi, have you ever loved me?"
The voice was hoarse and trembling, as if he was crying.
Why is Feng Shiyan crying
The murderous tyrant.
For a moment, Jiang Yanxi thought that her idea was ridiculous, but when she raised her eyes and saw tears welling up in Feng Shiyan's scarlet eyes, she felt as if something was tugging at her heart.
It turns out that Feng Shiyan can cry too.
He has never had a weak spot in his life, except for her.
Jiang Yanxi only felt a severe pain in her heart, and the pain spread all the way to her throat, as if her flesh and blood were being torn apart alive, making her tears flow even more violently, and everything in front of her eyes became blurred.
"No," she heard herself say.
Having come to this point, it would be ridiculous to talk about love.
Not all emotions need a name.
Feng Shiyan's hand holding the sword was shaking badly. He smiled with some paranoia: "You lied to me. You said that you would be with me in the next life."
Jiang Yanxi choked up and tried to smile at him: "Feng Shiyan, you also know that I was lying to you."
This was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. A fierce look flashed across Feng Shiyan's eyes. "No one has ever dared to fool me like this!"
When Jiang Yanxi raised the sword in his hand and swung it down with force, he subconsciously closed his eyes.
However, the expected pain did not come. Instead, her tortoise-shell headdress was cut off by the sword and fell to the ground, along with a strand of hair. Her long hair was no longer bound and fell down in disarray.
Jiang Yanyi was shaking all over. When she opened her eyes again, tears started to fall. This time, they were not out of sadness, but out of her body's instinctive fear.
Feng Shiyan still held the Longquan Sword in his hand. He turned his face away coldly and spat out a few words from his thin lips: "Get lost, and never let me see you again!"
When Jiang Yanxi came out of the Yangxin Palace, his mind was still blank.
Feng Shiyan knew her identity and must also know their plan to escape tonight.
Now I let her go...
Jiang Yanxi looked back in the direction of the Yangxin Palace, covered her mouth with her hands, tears streaming down her face. She was in so much pain that she couldn't even utter a sob.
The palace servants who met her along the way automatically made way for her. No one knew what had happened to her that caused her to look so miserable, and everyone had different expressions on their faces.
After Jiang Yanxi left the palace gate, Feng Shiyan could no longer hold on. He fell to his knees on the ground, leaning on his sword, vomiting blood. He picked up the strand of Jiang Yanxi's severed hair with his bloody hand, clenched it tightly in his palm, and pressed it against his chest. A laughter that was uglier than crying echoed throughout the lifeless bedroom.
*****
Although she left the palace an hour later than originally planned, Jiang Yanxi still disguised herself as a eunuch and walked towards the palace gate with her former subordinates. Her eyes were very red and swollen, and no matter how many layers of powder she put on, she couldn't hide the dishevelled and haggard look on her face.
The leading eunuch showed the guard his token at the palace gate and stuffed a bulging purse into his hand. The guard perfunctorily looked at the number of eunuchs and made a gesture to let them pass.
The palace's泔水桶 were sent out of the palace at these hours every day.
The former official dressed as a eunuch was about to leave the palace when a deep shout came from behind him: "Stop."
The eldest princess, dressed in a emerald palace dress, walked towards this side quickly. Her expression was uglier than ever before, and the look she cast on the team of eunuchs leaving the palace was like a sharp knife.
"Greetings to the Grand Princess." When the guard saw it was the Grand Princess, he quickly saluted.
Feng Shiyan has not attended court for several months. All matters in the court and the palace are handled by the Grand Princess alone. Naturally, the guards dare not offend the Grand Princess.
"Take all these people and put them in the Sky Prison!" If looks could kill, the Grand Princess would have cut these people into pieces.
The former dynasty's old men were all startled, and those who were good at martial arts had already reached for the weapons hidden on their bodies without making a sound.
The guards didn't know why the princess was so angry with the eunuchs who were transporting swill, but they were still prepared to obey orders.
When a fight was about to break out, the commander of the imperial guards came hurriedly with his men, clasped his fists towards the Grand Princess and said, "Grand Princess, His Majesty just coughed up blood, please go to the Yangxin Palace and take a look!"
The Grand Princess knew that Feng Shiyan's body was almost exhausted. She glanced at Jiang Yanxi, who was disguised as a eunuch in the crowd, with murderous intent in her eyes: "Then I'll trouble Commander Xiao to personally escort these slaves to the Heavenly Prison!"
From the moment she found out that Jiang Yanxi was a princess of the previous dynasty and that her former subordinates had planned to poison Feng Shiyan, she wanted to torture Jiang Yanxi to death.
Jiang Yanxi was trembling at the look of the Grand Princess. She lowered her head and dared not look over there. Deep down, she was terrified as to why the Grand Princess appeared here.
She naturally knew how much the Grand Princess hated her.
The commander of the imperial guards received the Grand Princess's order and clasped his fists in agreement.
The eldest princess did not go to the Palace of Tranquil Longevity immediately. Instead, she walked up to Jiang Yanxi step by step, pinched her cheeks hard so that she was forced to raise her head, and her carefully maintained sharp long nails almost pierced Jiang Yanxi's face.
Several former officials of the previous dynasty who were following Jiang Yanxi were planning to kidnap the Grand Princess, but before they could even draw their swords, they were beheaded by the Grand Princess's guards.
Everyone present gasped. Even the imperial guards who were used to seeing killings felt a little frightened when they suddenly saw the heads rolling to the ground.
The eldest princess and Jiang Yanxi were standing nearby, the spurting blood splashed onto their dresses and even their faces were stained with blood.
There was only fear in Jiang Yanxi's eyes, while the eyes of the Grand Princess were filled with a cruel and vicious look that wished to eat her alive.
"The beastly things done by the previous tyrant are worthy of you remnants clamoring for revenge? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Now that you have fallen into the hands of this princess, I will return to you double the suffering that Yan'er has endured from the snake venom!"
When she withdrew her hand, she took the handkerchief handed to her by the maid and wiped her hand carefully, as if it was stained with something dirty.
Jiang Yanxi's complexion was as white as milk, and the red marks on her face caused by fingernails were particularly noticeable.
Looking at the eldest princess's back as she walked away, she was shaking so much that she could hardly stand.
*****
When the eldest princess rushed to the Yangxin Palace, the imperial doctors had already left. Feng Shiyan was not lying on the dragon bed, but was sitting behind the dragon table, which was rare.
His complexion was obviously worse than before, but whenever he sat behind the dragon table, his back was straight.
A map of the mountains and rivers of the Great Xuan Dynasty was spread on the dragon table. Feng Shiyan was looking at it while carefully tracing something on the map with his slender fingers. His other hand was covering his lips, and he was coughing heart-wrenchingly.
The eldest princess looked at his figure under several rows of huge candles and couldn't help but tear up.
The eldest princess couldn't remember whether that figure looked more like her deceased brother or the late emperor when he was young.
Feng Shiyan grew up under her care. He was mature since childhood and his personality was very similar to that of the late emperor when he grew up. This was one of the reasons why the late emperor doted on him so much.
Feng Shiyan coughed so hard that he could hardly breathe. He dismissed the people who were waiting on him. After he coughed up blood again, the eldest princess came to her senses and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, shouting to the outside of the palace: "Someone, call the imperial physician!"
Feng Shiyan then realized that the Grand Princess was already in the palace. He looked at the map of mountains and rivers that was stained red by the blood he coughed up, and said with a smile: "Aunt, look, what a beautiful land."
The eldest princess tried hard to hold back her tears, but they finally burst out: "Yan'er!"
Feng Shiyan's eyes were somewhat desolate: "My life has ended up like this. I'm afraid I'll be laughed at a hundred years from now."
"I've said it before, she is a disaster! She has harmed you so much, and you want to let her leave the palace, Yan'er, how long will you continue to be stubborn and unrepentant?" The eldest princess said with great sorrow.
Feng Shiyan said: "I inherited the throne from my grandfather, so I should bear the consequences for him."
The eldest princess cried without saying a word. The previous emperor rebelled against the previous dynasty and massacred all the royal family members of the previous dynasty.
It is said that what goes around comes around, but even so, when this so-called retribution really falls on one's blood relatives, the feeling is indescribable.
Feng Shiyan slowly raised his head, looked at the eldest princess and said, "Aunt is the only relative I have in this world. When I am gone, I still hope that Aunt is well."
"The Huai Wang lineage has no foundation, so it is easy to control. However, after the Huai Wang crown prince ascends the throne, the whole court will be in a state of disarray. I'm afraid peace won't last long. As for the emperor's uncle... at this point, he will definitely not bow down."
"I have always been wary of my uncle, but I have to admit that this country can only be truly stable if it falls into his hands. This final contest is between me and him. Rather than waiting for me to lose... and my aunt to become a prisoner, if she now turns to my uncle, she can still prosper in this imperial city in the future."
He handed the imperial edict he had prepared early in the morning to the Grand Princess and smiled bitterly: "Aunt, this is all I can do for you."
In that imperial edict, Yunzhou was granted to the Grand Princess. If the Grand Princess brought Yunzhou to surrender to Feng Shuo, her glory would be even greater than it is now after the world is settled.
The Grand Princess held the imperial edict and burst into tears: "Silly child, what are you talking about?"
Feng Shiyan looked at her and said, "Aunt, I know everything about Chu Changping leaving Beijing."
This was the first time he had spoken out about this.
The eldest princess' eyes were filled with guilt, and she had so many words stuck in her throat that she could only say one sentence in the end: "I'm sorry, Yan'er..."
Feng Shiyan looked surprisingly calm: "You go find him. I will accompany the emperor's uncle to complete the rest of the game."
The Grand Princess shook her head, picked up the imperial edict, lit it over the candle flame, and threw it on the ground, as if she had burned all her previous delusions and unwillingness to ashes: "As long as this dynasty exists, I will still be the Grand Princess of Jingguo appointed by your Majesty. When your Majesty ascended the throne, I stood behind you, and now, I am still standing behind your Majesty."
The imperial edict burned to ashes, leaving only ashes under the jade steps.
She said, "People who didn't get along from the beginning will never get along in the future. Yan'er, aunt will only let you down once in this life."
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