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In those days, what happened became the deepest and most unforgettable nightmare of my life. Yet, from beginning to end, I never uttered a word about it nor told anyone of its existence. No one knew what had truly transpired.
I draped a Moonlight White Robe over my blood-stained white garment. In fact, she had me groomed in the back hall; I did not understand why she would do such a thing, and she merely sighed softly. She wanted to know if, until today, the Emperor still held me in his heart.
It was a foolish wager. She was betting on my weight and status in the Emperor's heart. I had already been branded with the crime of treason; would he still care for me? Moreover, she naturally could not let him know that she had employed Vigilante Justice. The marks she left on me were concealed beneath the disguise of that long robe.
I looked at the person in the mirror, my face adorned with heavy makeup, starkly different from my usual fresh-faced appearance. The makeup was bold, featuring Phoenix Eye Makeup with a touch of Crimson Rouge. The corners of my eyes were enhanced with a light Smoky effect, making me irresistibly enchanting and alluring.
Beneath layers of splendid imagery lay my scars and profound sorrow.
I raised a Seductive Smile, charming and graceful, with bright eyes full of longing; I still possessed a Flourishing face that was unparalleled. I remained that extraordinary person, still bearing an indomitable spirit. I stood proudly amidst any gaze, like a rare gem untouched by the world.
With an extraordinary spirit and unmatched beauty, adorned in resplendent attire, my complexion reflected the snow—like a Dream, a celestial being.
The sounds of silk and bamboo filled the air; the music from the zither was soft and ethereal under the orange moonlight, as shadows danced gracefully.
Step by step, I approached; above me was prepared the Crescent Moon Zither. However, unexpectedly among the crowd, I spotted Xiao Quanzi, who should have been at Jun Jin Villa. He was holding a peculiar instrument. Upon seeing that familiar guitar, my eyes suddenly welled up with tears.
He walked over and handed me the guitar, tears glistening in his eyes as he said, "My lord, I'm sorry; I couldn't bear to leave you. Xiao Quanzi wants to be by your side at all times."
I took it from him and smiled gently. "Why are you so foolish, Xiao Quanzi? You just need to wait there obediently. Haven't I told you that I would come looking for you soon?"
Finally, tears streamed down Xiao Quanzi's face: "I'm afraid my lord will go too far and won't find the way back to look for Xiao Quanzi."
"Fool," I gently chided him, my eyes filled with affection.
"Master, what happened to your hand?" Xiao Quanzi finally noticed and hurriedly trembled as he reached out to take my hands for a closer look.
"I'm fine." I suppressed the beads of sweat that had already formed on my forehead. Compared to the pain of the Soul Severing Pill, this was nothing. My hand bones felt nearly shattered, leaving me with no strength to lift anything. I had wrapped my hands in layers of gauze, each layer almost supporting all my fingers. It was difficult, but I wouldn't let Consort Wang see the performance unfold. I couldn't please her; it was I who had disappointed her.
"Xiao Quanzi, come here." I leaned close to his ear and whispered some instructions before sending him off to take care of things.
"It's all up to you, Xiao Quanzi. Since you're here, stay with him. It's good for you to keep him company."
Xiao Quanzi nodded heavily at me, but upon hearing my next words, he choked back tears. "Does Master not want Xiao Quanzi anymore?"
I shook my head and used the back of my hand to wipe away his tears. "Fool, you've given me too much. Xiao Quanzi, as long as you're here, I can rest easy. He will treat you well."
With that, I embraced my guitar and stepped onto the desolate stage of Loneliness.
The hall was originally filled with the sounds of Zhongqing's long notes and the music of rituals. The deep and distant chime echoed almost to the heavens.
Suddenly, from one side emerged a woman in flowing sleeves, dressed in pure white that seemed untouched by dust. She was ethereal and otherworldly, exuding an indescribable aura of cold solitude.
The woman was enchanting and alluring, breathtakingly beautiful like a spirit of the dark night that arrived quietly, capturing everyone's gaze.
Her long hair flowed like seaweed around her shoulders. In her arms, she cradled a peculiar instrument resembling a pipa, though anyone knowledgeable about music would recognize it was not a pipa at all.
The woman completely disregarded the gazes and whispers of the crowd, sitting down on the ground by herself.
"Mother—" Sima Shao, seated at the feast, exclaimed upon seeing this familiar yet somewhat distant figure. He immediately stood up, ready to rush toward the person who seemed as serene as a trickle of water in the sky.
"Your Highness, calm down," Li Jiu said, timely grabbing his leaning body and lowering his voice. "Now is not the right time to rescue the Empress. Acting impulsively will surely anger the Emperor, making it even harder to save her."
"I don't care." Sima Shao's demeanor changed completely when it came to her, becoming like any child concerned for their mother, losing all semblance of his usual composure and maturity. "Father has been shut away in his chambers, refusing to see anyone. If it weren't for today's gathering of officials for the feast, he wouldn't have shown his face at all."
Li Jiu also found it strange, but he still trusted his instincts. "Trust me, the Emperor cares about her." Although she was imprisoned, she likely hadn't suffered too much hardship. They needed to wait until the Emperor calmed down before they could persuade him; saying anything now would only add fuel to the fire and worsen his anger.
He had a knot in his heart that needed time to unravel.
The Emperor had never intended to kill her. That was why he had vanished when all the officials petitioned for her execution, staying hidden for days and nights without stepping out of the palace, leaving those old men and other families who wished to eliminate the Xie Family without an answer. However, it was said that he had gone to that place—the only forbidden area within this palace where intruders were mercilessly killed.
That place. Even he had never entered it. No one in this palace had ever been there. Those who had were all dead.
Still, he believed that Firefly would not rebel; how could someone who proposed strategies to repel enemies possibly turn against them? He was confident that soon, the Emperor would understand as well.
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