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After this incident, Fu Huaixu confined Xue Hanying to the palace. He also sent someone to bring me out of the Cold Palace and back to my original quarters to recuperate. From that day on, he came to see me every night. He didn't say much, just silently stared at me in a daze.
During this time, Tan Chen also visited many times. Fu Huaixu always looked at him with a gloomy expression and said, "I won't hold you accountable for your collusion with the Xue to deceive me for now. As long as you handle the current matter well, everything from the past will be wiped clean. But if you fail, watch your head!" Tan Chen nodded repeatedly. Unfortunately, it seemed that the National Master had not revealed anything about me to him. He could only recite scriptures and knew nothing about guiding souls into bodies or setting up formations...
Under his efforts, my condition worsened day by day. Fu Huaixu could no longer tolerate it and kicked him hard to the ground. "Useless, get out of my sight!"
That night, Fu Huaixu seemed to have drunk a lot. When he came to find me, I smelled a strong odor of alcohol. Speaking had already become quite difficult for me, but seeing him wanting to get closer, I quickly mustered all my strength and shouted, "Stop!"
"Don't move, just stand there. Don't come so close; I'm going to vomit." Fu Huaixu's expression showed a mix of hurt and confusion. After a while, he seemed unable to stand any longer and collapsed directly onto the floor.
At first, he silently hung his head. But at one moment, a faint sobbing sound suddenly echoed in the hall. I intended to pretend I didn't hear it. However, as Fu Huaixu cried, he suddenly called my name: "A Ling, did I mess things up? I'm really feeling terrible... Please don't leave me."
"Alright," I replied hoarsely. Fu Huaixu's crying abruptly stopped. In that instant, hope lit up his eyes like a bonfire. But before he could say anything further, I spoke again with a tone of mockery: "It all depends on whether you can keep me here."
Fu Huaixu's figure slumped down again.
The man was three parts drunk, performing until you were in tears. Just a few days ago, he was shouting for Xue Hanying to attack me, and now he wants to keep me here. Unfortunately, it's too late.
Perhaps my words inspired Fu Huaixu. He no longer placed all his hopes on Tan Chen but instead posted notices widely, bringing in a bunch of monks, Taoists, and practitioners from outside the palace. Even those famous folk shamans were summoned into the palace. The reward Fu Huaixu offered was simply too high. Everyone wanted to showcase their abilities to earn that money. My chamber had practically turned into a performance venue. However, among this group, there were indeed a few capable individuals. One of them had mastered Hypnosis to an extraordinary level. Fu Huaixu attempted to have him find out if I was hiding some secret that prevented anyone from coming up with a way to keep me here. Of course, I disagreed. That would be an invasion of my privacy.
However— I cast my gaze at Tan Chen in the corner. If Hypnosis could truly manipulate someone, I was quite curious about how Tan Chen, a monk, got entangled with Xue Hanying. So, I deliberately said to that person: "I'm not confident in your Hypnosis unless you first demonstrate it on him." Tan Chen's face turned pale instantly. He almost immediately knelt down, finding all sorts of excuses to refuse. But these excuses only intensified my curiosity and were of no use.
In the end, Tan Chen was still hypnotized. The Hypnotist acted swiftly; Tan Chen was still making excuses when he suddenly collapsed to the ground. After a long while, he slowly rose, eyes closed and sitting cross-legged. I also mustered the last bit of strength to sit up and asked him: "Why did you frame me and alter the message I sent to the palace maid?" "For A-Ying."
My companion, Fu Huaixu, almost immediately furrowed his brows and asked him, "A-Ying? What A-Ying? What is your relationship with the Xue to be so familiar?"
"When I was at the temple, A-Ying often came to find me in the middle of the night. I couldn't maintain my composure and broke the Buddhist Sect's rules, but I have no regrets..."
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became delicate.
Fu Huaixu's temples throbbed with anger as he shouted "Get out!" to everyone around. Instantly, everyone fled as if their lives depended on it.
Once the hall quieted down, I asked again, "Did Xue Hanying ever tell you her identity?"
"I knew her identity from the very beginning, and I also knew she saw me as a substitute. But I willingly accepted it; I am willing to give everything for her, even my life."
"Substitute?"
Fu Huaixu keenly caught those two words. He clenched his fists, his teeth grinding audibly.
"Whose substitute?"
"The Former Emperor."
The moment Tan Chen's words fell, Fu Huaixu nearly lost his balance. I watched him with a sense of schadenfreude. I never expected to witness such a vivid joke before leaving.
"Are you saying that the Xue loves the Former Emperor? Then why did he come into the palace with me?" Fu Huaixu's voice trembled slightly. It was hard to tell if it was from anger or pain.
"A-Ying said life outside the palace is hard, but life inside is joyful. She is the best woman in the world and deserves to live the happiest life..."
Fu Huaixu slammed his fist against a pillar, blood oozing from his knuckles.
It turned out—those encounters he thought were coincidences, those gifts from heaven he believed he had regained, were all part of Xue Hanying's scheme!
I watched as his chest heaved violently, nearly fainting, and inwardly thought, "He truly deserves this."
What began as a beautiful reunion turned into a disgusting trap; Fu Huaixu simply couldn't bear it. This time, he directly killed Tan Chen and sent Xue Hanying to the Cold Palace. And perhaps I really was about to leave. The decay of this body was accelerating rapidly.
Everyone who approached me seemed a bit afraid. Fu Huaixu, however, began to guard me day and night. He put up notices everywhere, seeking talented individuals from all over the world. Groups of people flowed into the palace like a stream, only to return empty-handed. Yet Fu Huaixu still refused to let go of any small opportunity.
Later on, as soon as someone mentioned "possibly," "maybe," or "there's a chance" to keep me, he would immediately offer a generous reward and urge that person to hurry up with their method. Among these people, some wanted to feed me elixirs, while others wanted me to drink talisman water. How could I possibly comply?
When they approached me with their items, I whispered, "Is there anything for the emperor to eat or drink? Otherwise, I'll pretend to be dead right away." "Aren't you all here for money? I can cooperate with you and pretend to be full of energy."
My words may have spread among these people. Eventually, more and more individuals began looking for ways through Fu Huaixu. Surprisingly, he had no doubts at all. He firmly believed that I came to this world because of him, and perhaps the key to keeping me lay with him...
How confident and yet how ridiculous! Thus, all those strange pills and various colored potions ended up in his stomach. Sometimes the remedies were so outrageous that as soon as Fu Huaixu swallowed them, he would vomit and have diarrhea, his eyes glazing over. At his worst moments, he would even faint.
In his dazed state, I couldn't tell what he was dreaming about. One moment he called out for his mother, and the next moment for A Ling. "Don't leave me; you're the only one who treats me well; you're the only one who is sincere with me..." "I'm begging you, don't leave me." "I don't want to be alone..."
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