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Is this the punishment for my life?
His indifference, his unbearable coldness, his neglect and forgetfulness, his...
The sky remains a dazzling blue, time flows on, and at both ends of separation, the Wild Rose quietly blooms and withers at the junction of time, leaving no trace behind. After being imprisoned in a dark dungeon for so long without seeing the sunlight, I was finally brought out for the first time. Unaccustomed to it, I closed my eyes briefly, and only after slowly adjusting did I gradually open my swollen eyes.
I looked at the sky today, particularly deep blue, almost purple, an eerie shade of blue. Amidst the shifting clouds and light, I seemed to see his warm and gentle smile from many years ago. Tears fell drop by drop against the light.
The scorching tears dripped onto my nearly ruined fingers, leaving an eternal mark. It cannot scab over, it cannot heal.
Why is there a place deep within my heart that keeps sinking, cracking open, bleeding continuously, and hurting endlessly? Why?
Desires entwined in sin ultimately transform into beauty and bones. I took a deep breath; yes, it has come to an end. The phoenix cries blood as it bathes in fire and is reborn. I am no longer who I was; you are no longer who you were.
I will never forget those hellish days in prison.
I will never forget how they drugged me until I lost all power, allowing them to manipulate and humiliate me.
I will never forget the pain they inflicted upon me; my flesh was already torn and bloody, even my ten fingers had been cruelly broken by them.
I will never forget the scar imprinted on my chest and collarbone by the red-hot iron, resembling a butterfly pattern.
I will never forget the cruel lashes that struck my body with a pain so sharp it felt like it was piercing my bones. Flesh torn apart again and again.
I will never forget how they made me wish for death to extract confessions from me during those days and nights of waking up from unconsciousness only to fall back into it.
And I will never forget those hands that reeked of foulness drifting over me, their lewd laughter echoing in the darkness.
I will also never forget how Feng Fei's radiance caused those people to suffer and die, turning into pools of blood while a cruel smile lingered at the corners of my mouth.
I will never forget the anger and malice of that woman who loved so crazily.
The days were like hell with no end in sight, and you never came to see me even once. I even doubt whether you knew about all this; whether this was your punishment for me. I suffered endlessly inside while you remained oblivious.
Several times I wished to die like this; death would be a relief. But they wouldn’t let me go so easily, just as you said when you left, that you wouldn’t allow me to die so easily. Thus, my mouth was bound with coarse cloth, leaving me powerless even to wish for death.
As they prepared to unleash their beastly desires upon my broken body, almost ready to violate me, a spark ignited within my seemingly lifeless form. My anger surged; my crimson eyes glowed like a demon, like a seductive devil thirsting for blood. I killed them; they all died.
When I finally lost consciousness after exhausting all my strength, I thought it was all over.
But it wasn’t. The nightmare did not release me.
My nearly mutilated body was mocked cruelly by her. I had thought she was merely a simple-minded woman who only understood how to vie for favor, but I underestimated her. She was a woman who had lost all reason in the throes of love, completely devoid of rational thought. A woman driven mad by her love for me.
My swollen eyes, battered beyond recognition, coldly regarded this deranged woman. I said coldly, “Consort Wang, you’d better kill me here. If I manage to survive and get out, I will repay today’s pain a thousandfold upon you.”
She laughed coldly and slapped me across the face; there was nowhere for me to dodge. Having killed those men in black had already drained too much of my strength, leaving me unable to resist against her now that I had awakened. My body felt limp. The pain of my body paled in comparison to the agony of my heart.
“Do you think the Emperor will come to save you? You’re mistaken. He has been gathering us favored consorts for nightly revelries and drunken dreams; he has long forgotten you,” she said with a crazed laugh.
She had loved the young and handsome Wang since childhood, doing everything she could to enter the palace and become his most favored consort. She yearned day and night for the Emperor to one day love her. But all of that had been shattered by this woman.
The Emperor loved her. She should not exist in this world; it was wrong!
Though the Emperor summoned us favored consorts each night, after drinking he always called out the name of this woman—the one who had remained quietly humble—Xie Weiying.
She deserved to die a thousand deaths! She should go to hell!
Thinking of this, looking at her disheveled and hideous form, Consort Wang smiled strangely. If he were to see her like this, then he would never love her again.
I didn’t know why she wanted to take me out of Sky Prison, but I suspected that whatever awaited me wouldn’t be good. My white garments had become soiled and tattered that they barely covered me; dark red bloodstains marred the once pristine fabric. My originally fair cheeks were now smeared with dirt and swollen from blows; my lips were parched, my vision blurred, and my hair was a tangled mess. Without anyone needing to remind me, I knew how wretched I looked.
I knew just how miserable I was now.
She led me into a garden where faint sounds of silk and bamboo music drifted through the air.
Konghou struck the board, and the sound of the pipa resonated. I could imagine how grand and magnificent the celebrations were, filled with extravagant and indulgent scenes.
Consort Wang cruelly smiled at her: "Did you hear? The Emperor specially held a banquet to celebrate the downfall of the Rebel Faction. I told him there would be a special performance today for all the lords to enjoy. Just think, a once exalted beauty, now reduced to a courtesan performing for those men—how thrilling that must be! Oh, by the way." She seemed to recall something, her beautiful brows slightly furrowing as if she were troubled. "I forgot your hands are broken. How will you perform? I know you'll find a way, won't you?" Her eyes sparkled with a cold and sinister light. I knew she intended to humiliate me thoroughly in front of everyone, to drag me down to the depths of hell, ensuring I would never rise again.
I closed my eyes in despair, looking at this pitiful and laughable woman, and said with difficulty, "Do I have any choice?" My throat felt like it was on fire, drying my lips and making my voice hoarse and unpleasant.
It reminded me of the voice of the High Priestess I had heard that day at the cliff.
She leaned closer to my ear and whispered, "Of course you do, especially if you want your beloved maid to stay safe."
Yun Ying?! I was startled.
"What have you done to her?" I asked tremulously.
She replied nonchalantly, "I haven't done anything to her yet, but soon... who knows?"
I closed my eyes again in despair and said, "Don't harm her. I promise you; I'll do whatever you ask."
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