His wife is truly wonderful.

She was so cruel to herself.

So, she had been lying to herself all along.

I have absolutely no trust in him.

Seeing his joy and anticipation for this child, doesn't it seem like he's watching a fool while secretly enjoying himself?

They faced each other day and night, and slept together every night.

She has countless opportunities to be honest with him if she wants to.

He might very well support her and help her resolve the issue more effectively.

But.

She didn't say anything.

Instead, he chose to end the lie by harming himself.

Choose to stab Li Rong in the heart again when he is being killed.

She didn't pity him at all.

Not even a little bit.

Lu Xingjian was completely numb.

The coroner quickly came up with the results from Steward Li's side.

Lu Xingjian assigned Zhang Zhong from the internal affairs office to take over the case.

He didn't linger; once Su Wanwan's bleeding stopped, he took her back to Kunning Palace.

Lu Xingjian sat in front of Su Wanwan's bed, staring blankly at her extremely pale face.

She seems to have fallen asleep.

His brow furrowed, as if he were enduring some pain.

Lu Xingjian wiped his face.

He silently swallowed back the questions churning in his mind.

No matter what I do, you won't believe me, will you?

I am so worthless.

So pathetic that he can't even compare to a lowly guard?

He should have realized this much earlier.

She always maintained a sense of distance from herself.

No matter what method he used, it seemed he couldn't break down this invisible barrier.

Even when she says "I love you" with a smile, he doesn't know if she means it from the bottom of her heart or if she's just being perfunctory to appease him.

She's always been good at pretending and lying.

She managed to hide her perfectly good biological son, Yan Ge'er, from him for over three years.

Even if he is the child's father.

Even though he overcame all difficulties to marry her and make her his empress, she was the only woman in his harem.

Her sincerity remains as unattainable as the snow lotus on the mountaintop.

What good would it do for him to force her to stay by his side?

He is destined to remain a lonely man.

Lu Xingjian sat stiffly in front of the bed.

Even though she was right in front of him, he felt an unprecedented loneliness.

His gaze fell on her, carefully tracing her delicate features.

Her skin was so pale, and her breathing was barely perceptible, as if life was slipping away from her.

Li Rong is dead.

She made herself look like this.

They didn't consider at all whether he could handle it.

But can he blame her or resent her?

He was too greedy.

He wanted to keep her by his side, yet he was asking for too much.

The harder you try to hold onto something, the faster and more you seem to lose it.

He can't continue like this.

He has to quit her.

Wanwan, I want to love you a little less each day.

Until one day, I can live without you.

He silently hardened his heart, constantly reminding himself of this.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Wanwan suddenly stirred, showing signs of waking up.

Lu Xingjian instinctively rushed over to check, and asked nervously, "Wanwan?"

Her hands were cold, unlike the warmth when she held his in the morning.

She didn't even open her eyes.

His voice was so hoarse that he could only make a few breathy sounds.

Lu Xingjian lowered his head helplessly.

He's so useless.

Suddenly realizing something, he mumbled a curse, stood up, and hurriedly left the room.

He Ying had returned, carrying the freshly brewed medicine, and watched Lu Xingjian leave.

For some reason, she inexplicably felt that the Emperor's steps carried a hint of panic.

It's the middle of the night, and the Empress hasn't woken up yet. Where is the Emperor going?

...

When Su Wanwan woke up, it was pitch black all around, with only a lamp lit by the bedside.

He Ying was sitting on the edge of the bed, dozing off with her head propped up with her hand. She rushed over when she heard the noise.

Su Wanwan looked around with difficulty, but did not see the person she was looking for.

"Where is the Emperor?" she asked weakly.

She still remembered his scarlet eyes.

Even while unconscious, she kept trying to wake up and comfort him, telling him not to be too sad.

With the death of Manager Li, the loss of his "child," and his own serious illness, he must be going through a very difficult time.

She actually couldn't bear to see him too sad.

He Ying's eyes reddened slightly as she tucked the blanket around Su Wanwan.

"The Emperor just left not long ago, in the middle of the night, and we don't know where he went."

Whether a man can be relied upon is revealed in such crucial moments.

The Empress suffered a miscarriage and is extremely weak; she must be feeling immense grief.

The emperor not only failed to offer any comfort, but also turned and left.

How heartless and ungrateful!

Su Wanwan was a little disappointed.

When she felt weak and unwell, she actually wished he could be by her side, just like he had gently accompanied her every night in the past.

She thought he might have gone to deal with the assassination attempt on Steward Li.

He was the emperor, and there were many things waiting for him to do outside. How could he possibly have much energy to devote to her?

She was being immature.

Like a child, they crave care and love.

Su Wanwan tried to distract herself.

"Have you notified Liu Qi?"

He Ying nodded: "Yes, he is a shrewd person and should know what to do."

Su Wanwan slowly closed her eyes.

He Ying patted his chest in lingering fear.

"It was Her Majesty who had foresight and advised Liu Qi to send his family away early on."

"Otherwise, he really can't escape his fate."

Su Wanwan is too tired.

There's no time to worry about Liu Qi and the others right now.

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