Why?
Two lines of tears silently rolled down Chi’er’s cheeks, and she couldn’t help but cry out in her heart: Why?
What magic does that woman possess to make him act this way?
He is the Emperor! The supreme ruler of the Tianba Kingdom!
What on earth does that woman have going for her?
Worth him giving up everything, humbling himself to this extent?
Heh…hehe…
Chi’er couldn’t help but smile wryly in her heart. Over the years, she had poured her heart out to him, but he pretended not to see because he didn’t like it.
And yet, there are those who have almost ripped his heart out, and he still pretends not to feel the pain because he loves, he enjoys it.
And her? She clearly knew all these years he had always been this way, his heart only holding himself and that woman. What was she still expecting?
As the current chieftain of the Western Regions Evil Clan, she had lived her life to become the very image she once despised. And now, laughing as she did, she had transformed into a figure of ridicule.
She gave the emperor a deep look, made up her mind, and turned to leave.
The emperor, having finally seen the person he had longed for, wouldn’t let her leave easily.
The moment the emperor saw Zhi’er retreat, he immediately sprang out of bed in a panic, rushing towards her. He didn’t care if the people in front of him would vanish instantly because of his reckless behavior, all he cared about was not letting her leave.
Zhi’er was quickly seized by his hand on the wrist, seeming afraid she might suddenly disappear.
She stared intently at the emperor, watching his expression as though he had grasped a lifeline. A chill ran through her heart. Despite the turmoil within, she forced herself to speak in a low, controlled voice:
“Your Majesty, can you see clearly who the woman standing before you at this moment is?”
The emperor nodded repeatedly, “I know, I know, of course I know. I beg you, don’t leave, please stay with me a little longer.”
“…”
His tone and attitude, where does he know?
He probably forgot who Chi-er was a long time ago, and only remembered that woman. So even at this moment, whenever he sees anyone, if they resemble that woman in any way, he will imagine them to be her.
Ah…Zhi’er sneered in her heart, looked down at the place where she was grabbed, and still unwillingly asked, “Your Majesty, do you still remember who Zhi’er is?”
The emperor didn’t expect the person in front of him to be willing to talk to him so much. Ever since she was banished to the cold palace, no matter when he went to see her, she had never looked at him directly and had hardly spoken a word to him.
So now, hearing this clearly, he realized she was really talking to him. He couldn’t quite believe it, staring blankly at Chi-er.
Zier’s whole body was cold and stiff. She really didn’t want to see him looking at her like that anymore, treating her as that woman. After a moment of silence, she asked again, “Do you still remember who Zier is?”
The emperor came to his senses and thought about it carefully. He knew Zhi’er well, and he almost blurted out, “I remember, but don’t be angry, she’s just a stand-in for you, I… I won’t give her any title, don’t be mad at me.”
“!”
Chi’er’s heart sank. She knew in her heart what the truth was, but hearing him say it out loud was a completely different matter.
Of course, she was a joke from beginning to end. Even though she thought she was wonderful in every way, better than that other woman, he would never see it. Because he never had eyes big enough to contain her.
Zier, whose emotions instantly crumbled, grabbed the emperor’s arm and squeezed it tightly. “Open your eyes and look at me clearly,” she said. “Who am I?”
The emperor’s attention was solely on the fact that his beloved had taken hold of his arm, even though he felt pain, his entire face couldn’t contain his excitement. He immediately wanted to embrace Zhi’er.
She was on the verge of a mental breakdown, wishing she could strangle him with her bare hands right now. But she couldn’t bring herself to do it, so she gritted her teeth and said:
“Look at me closely, I’m not her, not that woman! I am Zhi’er! Zhi’er! I come from the Western Regions! I’m not the woman who only knows how to hate you!”
If she weren’t afraid her voice would alert the Imperial Guard outside the palace, she would roar right now, wanting nothing more than to wake him up!
She is Chi’er, the current head of the prestigious Xiyu Demon Clan. She is not anyone’s stand-in, and she certainly won’t be a replacement for that woman.
But even though she’s completely broken now, the emperor still hasn’t realized. He’s still stubbornly convinced he’s still dreaming and believes without a doubt that the woman he’s touching is her!
Chi’er chuckled coldly, feeling that if she stayed any longer, she really couldn’t help but do something.
Gazing into the emperor’s ‘deeply affectionate’ eyes for a moment, Zhi’er finally made her move, directly striking him on the back of the neck with a palm.
The emperor instantly lost consciousness and fell towards her.
In the end, she couldn’t bear to let him fall to the ground. She reached out and hugged him, carefully placing him back on the bed.
At close range, Chi’er immediately noticed his deep-set eyes, a clear testament to the toll insomnia had taken on him.
His complexion also looked as though he was ill.
He hesitated for a moment, staring at his face, but ultimately decided to take his pulse.
At first, she thought he was just getting older and that the many troubles he’d faced over the past year had taken a toll on his health, causing him to develop various ailments.
But after she had finished examining his pulse, her face instantly turned gloomy.
He wasn’t ill, he was poisoned.
Or perhaps it is a toxin unique to the evil Xiyu tribe.
Those poisoned will not die immediately, but their memory will slowly deteriorate until they become completely senile.
When severe, he would forget things that happened just a moment ago.
After two years of being poisoned, his time is running out. By then, even an antidote wouldn’t be able to save him.
But their Western Regions Evil Clan’s poisons generally wouldn’t be sold easily.
Unless it is someone extremely trusted by the family, no one else can obtain the poisons exclusive to the Xiyu Evil Clan.
And besides, who among the Xirong people doesn’t know about the Emperor and her relationship?
So, how could this poison have been used on the emperor?
Who dares to use the poison of her Western Regions tribe to harm her man?
Unless…
Zhier didn’t know what she was thinking about. She clenched her fists, glanced at the emperor, then hurried away.
……
At this point, all the lamps had been put away for sleep, but as soon as he lay down, he smelled a scent of killing intent. However, the person carrying that killing intent also wore a familiar fragrance.
He instantly knew who the visitor was.
Before he could even figure out how Chi’er had come to possess such heavy killing intent and resentment, Chi’er was already at his bedside.
The sword in her hand was even pressed directly against his neck. With just a little more force, she could have easily beheaded him with one swift strike, leaving him dead without a doubt.