Xiao Nanhui opened his eyes and saw a face with soft features but too cold.
His eyes were as deep as the endless abyss and dry well in a dream, sucking away all the light around them, leaving only the world where he and she existed.
She opened her mouth to say something, but no sound came out.
The corners of my eyes were sore and swollen from crying, and there was a wet spot around my ears.
Her mouth and nose were breathing, her heart was beating, she felt like she was still alive, yet she also felt like she was dead.
It is said that only when you wake up from a dream can you realize that it was just a dream.
But now she realized that her life in the past twenty years was just a dream. After waking up, she was still alone, and nothing had changed.
Her expression was numb, but tears kept falling uncontrollably.
She closed her eyes again.
"Your Majesty, please let me sleep a little longer."
"Okay." His lips and teeth were pried open by slightly cool fingers, and a pearl-sized pill was stuffed into his mouth. "But you have to survive first."
She pressed the tip of her tongue against the pill, feeling the bitter taste gradually spread, and she hardly moved.
She didn't want a drug that would keep her alive, she wanted a drug that would allow her to fall asleep. Or perhaps a drug that would wake her from a dream.
When she wanted to open her eyes, someone told her that it was all fake and everything she had experienced was just a nightmare.
"What? Don't you want to live anymore?"
His voice was still cold and indifferent, with no emotion in it, but it seemed as if the cold reality was knocking at her.
He has always been like this. No matter what happens, it can't disturb his mood in the slightest.
If it were usual, she would feel wronged and would want to argue out of anger, but now her heart was filled with endless fatigue.
"How could that be?"
Her voice was very soft, and she stumbled several times in the empty darkness before finally settling down.
After a long time, his voice sounded again.
"Then why did you bury the things I entrusted to you with your maidservant?"
The figure curled up on the stone couch stiffened, then shrank into an even smaller ball.
Xiao Nanhui expected that the other party would not let her go easily, but she did not expect that he would approach her so quickly, not even giving her a moment to breathe and heal.
She finally struggled to sit up, looked at the profile of the face that was vaguely visible in the darkness, and whispered.
"She's not a maid. She's my..."
She is her relative, she is her friend, she is the most inconspicuous yet most important person in her life.
But she is gone.
She remained forever on the overgrown and rocky hillside of Douchen Ridge, and only she and the moonlight remembered her last appearance.
A feeling of bitterness welled up in her eyes again, and she sniffed to suppress it, her voice sounding strangely deliberate and cheerful.
"The situation was urgent, and I wasn't sure I could protect myself. I didn't dare carry the thing His Majesty entrusted to me, so I left it in a safe place. I marked it when I buried it. Your Majesty is kind and will definitely not abandon it when he finds it. I can finally rest assured..."
"What a relief." His voice was colder than ever, and his sarcasm was not concealed. "It's a pity that I can't bear the word kindness you say, and I'm not in the mood to deal with the body of a maid."
She was silent for a moment, then shook her head.
"You won't..."
"What makes you think I won't?" His voice suddenly approached, echoing off the walls with an urgent urgency. "If you die, your hatred and your worries will all be placed on these fleeting and intangible human hearts. And you must know that the most unreliable thing in this world is the human heart."
She smiled bitterly, not knowing whether it was to cover up or to mock herself.
"So what? Your Majesty's heart is much more reliable than mine. I thought I could do many things, I thought my fate could be reversed, I thought from the day I took up arms, I would never again be bullied or powerless to resist. But what happened? I can't even protect those closest to me."
In the darkness there was the gurgling sound of boiling water being poured into a vessel, and then the sound of a clay pot being set aside.
"Whether a man is powerful or not does not depend on whether he holds a weapon in his hand."
Is that so? Perhaps. But so what? Born an orphan, adrift in this world, there are few ways to change your fate. If you could, who would want to live on the edge of a knife, licking blood?
She was angry, and the sadness and anger that had been suppressed in her chest for a long time poured out at this moment.
"Your Majesty was born to stand on the peaks of the mountains. The vast lands of the world lie at your feet. Even if you hold only a string of Buddhist beads, no one can harm you in the slightest. But I was born ordinary. How could Your Majesty understand the hardships and joys of ordinary people?!"
Her injuries had not yet healed, and when she got angry, she felt a tightness in her chest and blacking out in front of her eyes.
The man's cool fingers stroked her cheek, gently wiping away the sweat from her forehead. His gentleness showed no trace of anger, but instead carried the tenderness of a lover.
"So, you've just now realized that everything in this world is inherently unequal and unfair? So, just because your life is ordinary and humble, you can easily give up? Is this true for you, and for your deceased maid as well?"
"you......!"
She couldn't win the fight or argue with him, so she could only clench her fists fiercely and retreat back to her last refuge in the darkness.
"Even if I don't want to live anymore, Your Majesty, please don't worry about me."
He remained calm and unmoved, and delivered the final blow to defeat her.
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