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Moments later, the Imperial Guards surrounded the Third Prince's Mansion like a tide.
I sat motionless on the ground, cradling the already cold body of Ye Zixing.
The officials who entered to announce the edict were all taken aback at the sight.
Before his death, the Emperor had issued a decree, naming his fourth son, Ye Yuchen, as the new Emperor, to ascend the throne immediately.
Ye Zixing and his consort, Wen Yan, were sentenced to lifelong imprisonment and demoted to commoners for their crimes against their father and brothers.
With a calm expression, I said, "I want to see Wen Qing."
The officials gathered together and deliberated for a long time before sending someone to relay my request.
After a while, Wen Qing appeared, dressed in pure white mourning attire, walking gracefully towards me.
"Everything is hidden in my old purse, isn't it?" Wen Qing looked down at me with her chin raised, her eyes once again revealing that familiar look of pity. "As I always said, fate has its own plans. There will come a day when I watch you cry with a smile."
The blood of Ye Zixing had gradually begun to congeal. I gritted my teeth, bit my finger until it bled, and continued to write on the ground: "I send you one last grand gift. Your mother did not die of illness; she was killed by Madam's staff. Wen Qing, what I owe you from our past life is now settled."
Qin Ruanyu was never one to accept her circumstances. With such a mother, Wen Qing would forever be haunted by an unshakeable nightmare; thus, she had to die.
Moreover, the the Chancellor’s Residence's influence was too great, with powerful ministers overshadowing the ruler. Wen Qing would need a reason to curb the power of her maternal relatives; targeting Madam from the Chancellor’s Residence would undoubtedly be the best choice.
Having said that, I slowly curled my lips into a smile that I hadn't worn in fifteen years.
Wen Qing suddenly froze and then widened her eyes in shock, exclaiming without thinking: "San... Shao... Yan Liubai?!"
I am Yan Liubai, the most proud Third Young Master of the Yan Family.
Since my birth, I have retained the memories of my past life, and I still clearly remember the woman who sacrificed her life for me.
At that time, I stood before her grave and vowed to love her well in my next life.
Yet fate played a cruel trick; in this life, she became my half-sister. The memories of a man have been reborn in the body of a woman, and I can no longer repay this debt of love.
But at the very least, I want to ensure that she lives without worry for her entire life.
Therefore, I did not expose Qin Ruanyu; instead, I allowed Wen Qing to continue growing up as the legitimate daughter, enjoying the greatest affection in the world.
Now, she desires this kingdom. I will marry Ye Zixing to gain his trust and gather all evidence of his dealings with the ministers, which I will keep safe for her.
Now that everything has settled, I thought I had cleared all debts, yet I feel an overwhelming fatigue.
However, despite all my calculations, I ultimately overlooked one thing: Ye Zixing's feelings.
I found a White Jade Pendant in his possession; it was what he had just mentioned wanting to show me.
I still remember that night when he came to me on the wind and placed this White Jade Pendant in my hand, smiling as he said, "This is our token of love, Wen Yan. Wait for me to come marry you."
I have repaid one person's feelings but have incurred another's heart.
Yet I no longer dare to make promises lightly. It turns out that even the fearless Third Young Master of the Yan Family has moments of trepidation.
"Then, Ye Zixing, in this life, I will repay the debt of love I owe you with my life. Is that acceptable?"
Long before the Imperial Guards arrived, I had drenched the area around the house in oil. With just a spark, everything would turn to ashes, and I would no longer owe anyone anything.
Wen Qing was already in tears. This woman, who had once been willing to sacrifice her life for me in a previous life, I hoped that after this, she could truly grow. Even if no one would shield her from the storm in the future, she would be strong enough to hold up a sky of her own.
The fire blazed fiercely, engulfing the entire house in an instant.
Under the protection of the soldiers, Wen Qing shouted hoarsely.
Meanwhile, I quietly held Ye Zixing's lifeless body, tightly clutching the White Jade Pendant in my hand.
If there is truly a next life, I only wish to owe no one anything ever again.
On October 19th, the new emperor ascended the throne and changed the name of the country to Yan. Wen Xiang's second daughter, Wen Qing, was honored as empress.
On October 27th, the truth about the empress's origins was uncovered, revealing the circumstances surrounding her mother Qin Ruanyu's death.
As a result, Wen Xiang's wife was found guilty and stripped of her title, reduced to commoner status.
Wen Siyuan then submitted a request stating that his old illness had relapsed and asked to return home. The new emperor granted his request.
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