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It was over; I had somehow become a bullet shield.
After hearing the lewd man's words, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning. I was actually… a traitor, someone who had crossed over to help others take bullets.
The imposing and fierce man before me was none other than the legendary king of the Xiongnu—Mao Dun Chanyu. He had killed his father and mother, and his methods were ruthless. If I fell into his hands, would I even have a complete corpse left?
Even if I survived, according to the development of romance novels, he would torment me both physically and emotionally, only to inevitably… fall in love with me.
But the tall man frowned at me for what felt like an eternity. His gaze held pain, understanding, and a multitude of complex emotions that I couldn't decipher.
Seeing such a grim face, my heart sank completely. Was he going to torture me or not? Come on, just give me a clear answer; it could be life or death!
As I anxiously waited, he suddenly drew a curved knife from his waist with deliberate slowness. His fingers danced lightly along the blade's edge, and a mocking smile crept onto his lips.
"To let the Han Emperor go—what a grave sin that is! It would take at least ten executions to atone for it..." He paused for a moment before continuing, "But… that order just happened to be issued by me!"
Without warning, the curved knife flew out. Before two attendants could even react, they were struck down.
Warm blood splattered across my face, and I was too terrified to touch it with my hands; I could only tremble uncontrollably.
Alongside me trembled the Short Fat Man, who suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, desperately bowing his head. "Lord Chanyu, I was ignorant; I saw nothing!"
Mao Dun reached out and gently wiped the blood from my face. His gaze burned into my astonished eyes as he softly said, "Qing Shui, no one can hurt you."
I finally regained my composure after a period of intense anxiety. It turns out that Mao Dun Chanyu is the male lead, and I am merely the Grand Empress who let Liu Bang escape.
Amitabha, I am not some consort cast into the cold palace. Judging by his earlier attitude towards Qing Shui, my current identity is most likely that of the favored Empress cherished by Chanyu.
I can finally calm down and enjoy my butter cake again, while also thinking of ways to make up for my foolish mistake and secure Lord Chanyu's heart firmly in my grasp.
“Qing Shui, what are you laughing at?” Mao Dun asked, eyeing the smirk at the corner of my mouth with curiosity.
I quickly suppressed my smile and looked at him nervously.
It was a guarded expression; I could not afford to let my guard down until I understood the past between this Qing Shui and Lord Chanyu.
How could I be so foolish as to forget everything upon seeing the handsome Mao Dun Chanyu?!
He indeed set aside his suspicions and affectionately wrapped his arm around my shoulders, whispering in my ear, “It’s nothing. I just haven’t seen you smile in a long time.”
In his embrace, filled with strong hormones, I secretly grimaced and touched my chin: it seems this Qing Shui is quite expressionless. This… this will surely be exposed sooner or later!
Years later, my mother often pointed at the chaotic mess of my doghouse and shouted hoarsely, “You heartless debt collector! You sleep so soundly even in a pigsty!”
I scoffed at her words; my adaptability is remarkably strong.
Take for instance my frequent mountain adventures with a couple of friends. When we’re utterly exhausted, even raw meat and wild vegetables or muddy stones are fair game for eating and sleeping. If I were that particular, I would have died hundreds of times by now!
So, I won't wait for the sky to thunder and strike me back. Even if I live in the barren land of Xiongnu, I will be a happy Empress. I said it, but when I saw the live sheep, lying on their backs and roasting on the fire, I still wiped my tears hypocritically. My fellow hikers, when have they ever eaten such an original roasted whole lamb? What a pity! All I could see was the crispy and yellow lamb, sizzling with oil, making me salivate and wanting to pounce on it and take a bite. "Chanyu knows that Empress doesn't like meat, so I have prepared vegetarian dishes. I will serve them to you." The maid beside me came over, removed the fragrant roasted whole lamb, and brought a plate of green vegetables. My two lines of tears could not help but slide down my face. The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but that you are right in front of me, but I can't eat it. Forget it, just think of it as losing weight.
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