After the once downtrodden prince suddenly became the ruler of the world, he began to treat his wife, who had shared his joys and sorrows, with a cold eye. The most heartbreaking thing about this was that -
The Queen Mother once had a prince.
He died the day before he was made crown prince.
Perhaps it was the fickleness of life, and the drastic emotional fluctuations that caused this originally gentle woman who devoted her husband to be her life to change to the other extreme.
Fu Yao did not tell Jiang Jiang these things because he was different from the previous emperor.
"You should have heard about the flood in Chuzhou."
He suddenly changed the subject.
Jiang Jiang nodded. These days, Fu Yao would sometimes move memorials to the side hall to review them, and he was not shy about telling her. Moreover, this matter was currently attracting nationwide attention, and there were rumors even in the harem.
"The imperial court colluded with the other clans, embezzling disaster relief funds and causing great harm to the victims." Fu Yao's voice was as cold as ice, but his hand, which he held, felt scorching hot. "And the Jiang family... is the ringleader."
"Your Majesty is going to take action against the Jiang family, right?"
"yes."
Fu Yao frankly said, "It was because the late emperor wanted to attack the Jiang family that the Queen Mother chose to cooperate with me. Now I am going to follow his path, and now you can also choose to kill me."
The blade was still against his heart, but Fu Yao seemed completely unafraid. Instead, he took a half step forward and said, "I have already made a will. If I die, you can choose a child from the royal family to adopt as your successor. From then on, you will be the empress dowager, and you can enjoy wealth and glory even without me."
Looking at the woman in front of him, the love in Fu Yao's heart almost overflowed. Death was just an ordinary thing to him, but the moment he thought that his death was caused by her——
It will make him feel a kind of piety as if he is sacrificing himself for his lover.
He even longed to die, to keep his love at this moment forever, to let Fu Yao love and protect Jiang Jiang forever, to let him die in her hands in the most gorgeous manner, and to become a mark that she would never forget.
There was an almost fanatical devotion in his eyes as he held her wrist and moved closer.
The tip of the knife pierced the skin, and hot blood oozed out instantly, and a dark red flower bloomed on the yellow fabric.
Far from making him flinch, the slight sting seemed to ignite a certain madness in his blood, causing his whole body to tremble slightly and the sickly blush on his face to deepen.
Death has now become the most sacred ritual in his eyes, an eternal contract that is twisted to the extreme and dedicated to the one he loves.
He desperately wanted to end it in her hands, so as to carve his most passionate and crazy love into her life forever and indelibly.
But a sigh stopped all his crazy thoughts.
"but."
Fu Yao lowered his head in shock and looked at her.
"...But I'm not the Queen Mother, and you're not the late Emperor."
Jiang Jiang didn't know where he got the strength from, but he snatched the dagger from his hand and threw it to the ground with a dull thud. The blood beads on the tip of the sharp blade spread out on the blanket, but no one paid attention to it.
"I won't pin my hopes of survival on anyone other than myself." Jiang Jiang said seriously, "I don't need you to prove anything with your death."
"I know what you're thinking, but if, as you say, time will change the feelings between two people, how can you be sure that I won't forget you after you die?"
Fu Yao suddenly hugged her tightly, murmuring "No".
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