Chapter 183
A long, long time ago, the world was divided and finally unified after hundreds of years.
The last nation to be destroyed was a mysterious nation nestled deep in the mountains and dense forests, far from the Central Plains. Upon entering the capital, the army was surprised to discover a land of prosperity and beauty. The people were even more educated and courteous than those in the Central Plains, and were no less dignified than the great Central Plains nation. It was far from the barbaric nation rumored.
The army entered the magnificent and exquisite palace. It was May, the peak blooming season for roses. The palace was full of red roses, and everywhere was bright red like blood.
People asked why there were so many red roses in the palace.
People in the palace said that because Empress Huixian loved this flower the most, the emperor planted this flower all over the palace to please her. Today is the day when the country was destroyed, and it has been exactly one hundred years since Empress Huixian passed away.
There is a palace in the palace, the walls of which are covered with red roses, making it a rose house. The room is full of portraits of the deceased queen, and this is where they once lived.
When the princess entered the room and saw the woman's face in the portrait, she couldn't help but say, "She is so beautiful!"
People said, "It's more than just beautiful. Shi Jia said that if she hadn't died early, the world would have been unified and who would have won."
The princess said, "Her husband must love her very much."
Someone else said, "After her death, the emperor was overwhelmed with grief and died soon after."
The princess liked the house very much. She sat on the stone steps and looked at the beautiful scenery in the yard. She fell asleep unknowingly.
In her dream, she saw a woman in red clothes, holding a red rose in her hair. She seemed to have seen her somewhere before. After thinking for a long time, she finally remembered that it looked like the portrait in the palace. But she was a thousand times more beautiful than the portrait. To say that she was peerless and stunningly beautiful would be an insult to her.
She walked out of the palace and turned back to say, "You don't love me, and I don't love you anymore. Don't ever think about seeing me again."
The girl came from humble beginnings, her parents both dissolute and shameless, later becoming prostitutes. They had her in their teens, but soon fell out, viewing her as a burden. Her father sold her into a brothel at age five, escaping at seven. Her beauty, evident from a young age as a divine being, earned her admission to a mysterious and vast institution. But later, people were astonished to discover that her beauty was merely the least of her luster; her astonishing intelligence and talent could overturn the world.
She was only eighteen years old when she set out on her mission. Several powerful countries were willing to entrust their entire countries to her, but she chose a weak border country far away from the Central Plains and isolated from the world. Since then, there has been no news from her.
She always thought that he liked her. Although he was already engaged, his actions made her think that he liked her very much.
He loved talking to her. Even after finishing his official duties, he still loved sharing a lot of irrelevant things with her. He loved being with her. Even if there was nothing else to do, he loved just being by her side and watching her quietly. If they had to be apart, even for just two or three days, he would write to her. He would write to her if a flower bloomed, if a kitten was sick, or if he saw a silk flower and thought she would like it very much, he would write to her.
She always thought that he would marry her, but one day, he announced to the world that he was going to get married with his childhood sweetheart.
He said that he had always liked the childhood sweetheart that his parents had arranged for him. A person only loves once in his life, and he had never loved and would never love her.
She had only used a few tricks to seduce him into submission. Zhuma was enraged, and no matter how he tried to win her back, it was futile. In revenge, Zhuma quickly committed herself to the man she had long sought, and they soon married.
His childhood sweetheart told him that she didn't love that man at all, but she had to marry him and make him suffer for the rest of his life.
He used to be so good to her, but after losing his childhood sweetheart, he became furious and terrible. He beat her, scolded her, humiliated her and tortured her crazily.
He said she was of low birth, the daughter of a prostitute; he said she was shameless, lowly, and despicable. He allowed even the lowest palace maids to disrespect her. To make her sad, he took his childhood sweetheart's four younger sisters into the harem and doted on them.
Even though she helped him accomplish so many great things, he still tortured and humiliated her as always.
He even asked her to drink a medicine that would make her infertile, so that she would not get pregnant no matter how much he abused her.
But she just endured it silently, and once she told him for the first time, because she loved him.
He said to her: "You fool, you don't know what love is."
By the time I'd finished writing, it was already daybreak. Wang Jiazhi turned off the desk lamp, and the rose, still wet from last night's rain, bathed in the morning light.
She yawned and counted, and found that she had written almost twenty pages in one night.
She was feeling a surge of inspiration and wanted to continue, but she was too tired. She felt unsatisfied, but that would have to wait until she had recovered.
She woke up at noon and heard the aunt on the second floor knocking on the door.
The auntie was holding a calico kitten in her arms and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you go out for several days."
The aunt was let into the house and asked her if she would like to adopt the kitten.
"Someone else's cat gave birth to a litter of cats, and it was too big. They insisted that I bring one home. I don't have the energy to do that. I don't know if you'd be willing to do that."
Wang Jiazhi touched the kitten a few times. The kitten was really cute, but she had limited energy and didn't plan to keep it.
"I'm sick every day, and I can't take care of myself."
The auntie tried to persuade her, but she still refused to keep the kitten. But then she thought, if she didn't want the kitten, the auntie would just throw it away, and she would be doomed.
There's no way, there's an extra cat in the house.
Wang Jiazhi asked her aunt if she could get milk and mandarin fish from her younger sisters.
The aunt hurriedly said yes, as if everything would be fine if she was willing to keep the kitten.
The next day she sent milk and a big mandarin fish.
After staying there for a night, the cat was still very obedient and didn't make any trouble. She thought that it could help her deal with leftovers in the future.
This cat has the same color as Xiaolan's calico friend. I wonder how Xiaolan is doing.
What would become of the house after she left? It was probably empty now. Xiaolan wondered if anyone would take care of it.
Wang Jiazhi recalled the day she left. She tried hard to act no different from the past, as if it was just an ordinary outing.
You can't carry too many things with you, so as not to arouse suspicion.
The only thing she took away from him was a copy of "Chu Ci" which he often read, a postcard he gave her, and the sequel to "Border Town" which he wrote, which she liked very much and took away all of them.
At that time, he had not been back for two days, and she was very grateful. If he came back, she was afraid that she would waver the next day.
What else can I do if I don't leave? Then I will be completely dead.
Although I tried to hold it back when I left the house, I still looked back and felt like my heart was being taken away.
At that time, when he asked her to move in, it was also a tormenting pain.
She remembered Li Ping'er saying that she would be willing to die even if she could only stay for one night.
She packed her things, feeling reluctant in her heart. How could she bear to move in if she really did? It was better not to move in.
But when Kuang Yumin told her he had to start, she was so heartbroken that she hadn't even lived there for a single day and could have packed up her things in a few days.
She knew this wasn't home. For a long time after moving in, she didn't dare even say the word "home." It certainly wasn't his home either. Even though he rarely went back to the main house, that was his home. But he kept talking about "going home," he always said that, and she eventually did, too.
What's the point of understanding those principles in this life? Because even if you know that the principles are principles, they are still useless. It's better not to know them, so that you can suffer less.
She had wondered countless times why this was happening. Did she commit sins in her previous life? It wasn't enough that others had ruined her in this life, she had to destroy everything she wanted with her own hands.
Kuang Yumin said that Huang Lei and Lai Xiujin were in great pain because they could no longer see the people they loved. She was very happy to hear that.
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