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Chapter 5: Regret
Perhaps it was the heavens' mercy, but Wen Qingyu survived, albeit severely weakened.
She fell into a deep sleep, and in her dreams, she saw her father and mother. She knelt before them, saying, "Father, Mother, Qing'er misses you so much. Qing'er will come to serve you soon."
Minister Wen trembled with anger, telling her to roll away; the Wen family had no unfilial daughter like her.
Wen Qingyu woke up crying, a mocking voice coming from above her.
"Consort Yu wakes up just in time; I was about to issue an order to hunt down Wen Zhao."
That voice pierced her heart...
Wen Qingyu suddenly opened her eyes, the bright sunlight outside shining on Yan Zhi Xi's handsome face, causing her heart to ache sharply.
Eight years ago, she entered the palace with her father and got lost while playing. In the Imperial Garden, she saw Yan Zhi Xi sitting in a Pavilion reading poetry and ancient texts. He pointed the way for her from afar, smiling gently in the spring light.
But the Yan Zhi Xi of now was no longer that young boy.
Wen Qingyu turned her head away and closed her eyes again.
"Do you really not want to see me?" Yan Zhi Xi grasped her chin forcefully, turning her face toward him. "You knew that Minister Wen conspired with the Crown Prince to harm me, and you knew I had someone I loved. Yet you insisted on marrying me. Now you put on this act for whom?"
She stared at him numbly, each word dripping with blood: "Now I regret it!"
Yan Zhi Xi's anger was ignited to the extreme by Wen Qingyu. It had always been women trying to please him in every way; what right did this insignificant woman have to regret?
"Too late!" He suddenly exerted force with his hands, laughing like a hellish demon: "You created this sin, so bear it well."
Wen Qingyu felt as if her heart had been stabbed several times.
Yan Zhi Xi disdainfully pushed her away. "Peach Blossom, take good care of your master. The medicinal baths must not stop for even a day."
"Wait."
Wen Qingyu called out to the man in the ornate clothing who was turning to leave.
Yan Zhi Xi turned back, a mocking smile curling at the corners of his mouth: "What? Do you want to use your frailty to escape the medicinal baths?"
"No." Wen Qingyu propped herself up and knelt down with a thud, enduring humiliation as she pleaded, "I will not seek death; I will exchange my life for Consort X's. But I wish to implore Your Majesty, if next time I encounter an accident during the blood exchange... and die, I only ask that Your Majesty spares my younger brother."
Yan Zhi Xi's expression shifted unpredictably.
"What right do you have to negotiate with me?" Yan Zhi Xi said coldly: "If you want to save your younger brother, then do your utmost to live well."
With that, Yan Zhi Xi swept away, leaving Wen Qingyu kneeling motionless on the ground, her tightly bitten lips oozing traces of blood.
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