Chapter 38
The last to enter were Du Shaofeng and Yuan Yang. The two were instantly shocked by the scene inside the room. Although they had prepared a foolproof plan to kill Prince Yu, when they actually saw Prince Yu's corpse, they both felt it was so unreal, like a dream.
Especially since the other party committed suicide, all for... a woman...
The tall Prince Yu held the woman tightly in his arms, unwilling to let go even in death, his long sword piercing his chest in a shocking sight.
His clothes were soaked and turned red with blood, as were the woman in his arms.
Blocked by Prince Yu's body, Du Shaofeng could not see the woman's face clearly. He could only see that her half-undone clothes revealed her fair shoulders and a small datura flower on her chest, which seemed redder and more vibrant than the blood on her body.
The light was so bright it almost burned his eyes.
Her jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and seemed to sway in the breeze.
What a poignant scene! Du Shaofeng stared intently at it, feeling as if a real-life version of Farewell My Concubine was unfolding before his eyes.
In a daze, Yuan Yang cried out in alarm. Du Shaofeng turned his head and saw that Yuan Wu had suddenly raised his hand and slammed a palm down on his head, killing him instantly.
Another lunatic!
The thought had barely formed when Du Shaoqun roared from behind.
"I kill you!"
Yuan Yang hurriedly stepped forward and blocked Du Shaoqun's fist.
Du Shaofeng did not turn around, but stepped forward on his own, wanting to confirm whether Prince Yu was really dead.
However, when he got closer and saw the person in Prince Yu's arms, he suddenly froze, and his blood seemed to freeze.
The thick fog instantly dissipated, everything gradually became clear, and all the doubts were answered.
Then came the sharp pains from my heart, which became more and more intense and frequent, seemingly mixed with a deep sense of regret, and even more so with the pain of having lost what I should have had.
The beauty has passed away, separated by life and death...
Du Shaofeng wanted to laugh, but soon felt a splitting headache as a large number of images suddenly appeared.
Each and every picture, frame by frame, depicts the woman before them.
Du Shaofeng knew that those were the memories of the original owner of the idiot body.
Unfortunately, it appeared too late.
My chest heaved with blood and qi, and my mouth tasted of rust.
Finally, Du Shaofeng's vision went black, and his body slowly collapsed.
The image that remains in my mind is of a beautiful woman in a fiery red wedding dress, looking up gracefully at me.
Yuan Yang's exclamation faded into the distance, and in the pool of blood at the beauty's feet, a fluffy straw kitten had been stained red.
Before completely losing consciousness, Du Shaofeng kept murmuring the words "wife".
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The Imperial Study in the Great Gan Palace.
Emperor Longchang, who had finally assumed power, was in high spirits, but looked at Du Shaofeng below him with a sigh.
"I never imagined that my powerful imperial uncle was such a romantic?"
Who could have imagined that the regent, who felt like a mountain pressing down on his head, would commit suicide for love so easily and unexpectedly?
"You've done well, my dear minister!" Emperor Longchang was in a good mood, but when his gaze swept over Du Shaofeng's full head of white hair, he suddenly felt a little apologetic.
He knew that Du Shaofeng had helped him kill the imperial uncle, but the price was his own wife's life.
"My dear minister, don't be too sad," Emperor Longchang comforted. "There are plenty of women out there. What kind of woman do you want? I'll find her for you!"
As he spoke, Emperor Longchang clapped his hands, and Eunuch Deshun led a group of beauties into the hall.
There were about twenty people, standing in two rows, each with their own unique features, from plump to slender.
The only thing they had in common was that they were all stunningly beautiful.
Emperor Longchang looked at Du Shaofeng expectantly. These were all beauties he had collected, half of whom were more beautiful than his harem.
"My dear minister, shall you select a few to take back to your residence?"
"If you like them, you can take them all!"
Emperor Longchang spoke with great pride, but I felt a pang of heartache.
Among these beauties were some he had his eye on long ago, but there was nothing he could do. Du Shaofeng had made such a great contribution and even turned gray overnight because of his wife's death. If he didn't do something to win back Du Shaofeng's heart, he was afraid there would be a rift between the emperor and his subject.
Du Shaofeng is a man of considerable ability and skill, and I was hoping to make good use of him, but unexpectedly, a rift developed between us.
Thinking of this, Emperor Longchang stopped looking at the group of beauties and focused his gaze on Du Shaofeng.
Unfortunately, Du Shaofeng remained unmoved, his face remained calm, and he didn't even glance at the beauties.
How can this be allowed?
Emperor Longchang frowned and secretly gave a wink to a beautiful woman in red.
That was Li Lian'er from Jiangnan, who was also known as the most beautiful woman in the world. It was a pity that she never appeared at the same time as Du Shaofeng's wife, otherwise it would be unknown who was the most beautiful.
Upon receiving the signal, Li Lian'er immediately stepped forward, her graceful figure moving with delicate steps, and directly touched Du Shaofeng's shoulder.
Just as Emperor Longchang was showing a reluctant yet satisfied smile, he suddenly heard a slap. Du Shaofeng had slapped the beauty's hand away with such force that she fell to the ground.
The air seemed to freeze instantly, and Emperor Longchang's expression darkened.
Although he had only recently assumed power, Emperor Longchang already exuded a strong imperial aura.
A group of beauties and Eunuch Deshun knelt down on the ground, trembling. Inside the room, only Du Shaofeng remained standing in place.
A few breaths later, Du Shaofeng threw off his robes and knelt down on both knees. “Your Majesty’s kindness is appreciated! I am unwell and fear that I am unable to share Your Majesty’s burdens. Therefore, I request Your Majesty’s permission to resign and return to my hometown due to illness.”
What followed was a long silence, the indoor temperature plummeted, and the air grew increasingly thin.
Emperor Longchang's eyes were dark and gloomy as he coldly sneered, "Just because of a woman?"
"Could it be that you, my dear minister, are also a romantic at heart?"
"Hmph, she's nothing but a vain, fickle woman..."
"Your Majesty, please be careful with your words!" Du Shaofeng suddenly interrupted, "That is my beloved wife."
Du Shaofeng lowered his head, his back ramrod straight, his words filled with regret, sobs, and deep sighs.
That day, after falling into a coma, Du Shaofeng inexplicably gained all of the original owner's memories.
Those sweet, happy, and joyful days.
It felt so real, so real, that Du Shaofeng felt as if he had experienced it firsthand.
In a daze, Du Shaofeng could no longer tell whether he and the original owner were two different people.
Perhaps the original owner was him, and he was the original owner, and the moment those memories appeared was the beginning of his descent into hell.
"My beloved wife? Didn't you already divorce her?" Emperor Longchang chuckled. "If we're talking about who should be called, she should be my imperial aunt."
These words struck Du Shaofeng like a hammer blow, shattering his spirit and filling him with deep regret.
That was his wife, yet he divorced her. Why? Why didn't he let her regain her memory sooner?
Du Shaofeng aged considerably in an instant, but Emperor Longchang still hadn't let him go.
"What are you pretending to be so affectionate for now? You weren't soft-hearted at all when you were using me." Emperor Longchang's face was full of sarcasm, and his icy voice pierced straight into Du Shaofeng's heart.
The once young emperor has grown into a domineering figure.
"It is my fault. I am willing to guard my beloved wife's tomb to atone for my sins. I beg Your Majesty to grant my request!" Du Shaofeng kowtowed again, his forehead pressed against the floor for a long time without lifting it.
"Get out!" Emperor Longchang roared.
Du Shaofeng slowly rose, bowed, and left the Imperial Study.
After the others left, Emperor Longchang had calmed down and was filled with curiosity.
"Tell me, what exactly does that Princess Yu, Du Shaofeng's first wife, look like? That Du Shaofeng wouldn't even fancy Lian'er?"
As he spoke, Emperor Longchang reached out his hand to Li Lian'er. Li Lian'er smiled charmingly as she got up from the ground, crawled to Emperor Longchang's side, and slowly moved upwards until Emperor Longchang pulled her into his arms.
Eunuch Deshun bowed respectfully, "This old servant does not know!"
"I suppose she's even more beautiful than Miss Li?"
"How could this be?" Emperor Longchang looked down at the beauty in his arms. Li Lian'er looked back at Emperor Longchang with a pitiful expression, which made Emperor Longchang's heart burn with desire.
"Perfect timing! My harem is still lacking a beauty. Tonight, I'll have Lian'er serve me!"
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Everything in the palace was no longer relevant to Du Shaofeng. He silently returned to the Du residence, packed his bags, and set off for Qinghe County.
That place is not only the ancestral home of the Du family, but also Rongrong's hometown.
This is also where Rong Rong rests in peace...
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