Sun Chanyu's skirt was splashed with the blood he spat out, and the blood spread on the hem like a bright red plum.
"Oh, I didn't expect that Your Majesty could be so embarrassed?" She spoke slowly and sarcastically.
The emperor stared at her intently. Even though his chest was violently stabbed by Qiao Si's sword, he still endured the pain and stared at Sun Chanyu, as if wanting an answer.
"Your Majesty is used to being high and mighty, holding the lives of common people in your hands. Life and death are all decided by your Majesty's words. Your Majesty probably never thought that one day you would end up in this situation, right?" Sun Chanyu continued to mock with an indifferent expression.
"Ahem, why... why?!" The emperor still stared at her. He just wanted an answer. "You... and you guys... ahem..."
Qiao Si drew his dagger and pushed him casually with a cold expression. He fell directly on the railing of the boat at the back, leaning his back against the railing, his eyes still fixed on them.
Qiao Si seemed to realize that such physical injury would not cause him enough pain, so she changed her mind.
Then let Sun Chanyu hurt the heart of this "infatuated" emperor, and when he is heartbroken, torture him again and again, that will be his end!
Qiao Si took a step back, leaving space for Sun Chanyu. She waved her hand and called the guards waiting on the side, whispering to them to prepare the torture instruments she wanted.
The air was filled with the smell of blood. Sun Chanyu looked down at the usually arrogant emperor sitting on the ground in a mess, and suddenly felt a little emotional.
"Your Majesty, have you ever truly loved me? Or are you simply attracted to these familiar eyes?" She slowly crouched down, facing him, and whispered, "Your Majesty is merely using me to make up for your pathetic and unbearable feelings. How do you think I met you?"
"That was your plan too?" In just a moment, the emperor breathed a little slower. He asked in a hoarse voice, and his eyes were devoid of all his past affection for her, leaving only resentment.
Sun Chanyu did not answer, but just smiled softly and beautifully.
"What calculations are there? This filthy world is long overdue for a shake-up. I approached you simply to use you to overthrow my family. My own efforts are ultimately a bit shallow, but—your name will be much more useful."
"I have given you everything you wanted, so why did you betray me? Even when I went to the south of the Yangtze River, I only brought you with me! What else are you not satisfied with?!" The emperor felt indignant. He asked himself if he owed her anything. Was she going to betray him just because he treated her as a substitute?
"Even if I die, you won't have a good ending. Do you really think they can let you go? You also have a share in those lives! Don't even think about getting away with it!"
"But I didn't want to live in the first place." Sun Chanyu restrained her smile, her eyes were extremely indifferent, she sighed and said: "I should have died long ago. It's just that God spared my life and let me make a choice in the dark. Since I am alive, I should make those who have bullied me die without a burial place. Since I am alive, I should make Your Majesty pay the price for your annihilation." A murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and she waved her right hand lightly. As her sleeves turned, powder sprinkled on the emperor.
The emperor was not paying attention for a moment and inhaled the liquid directly into the pen. He began to cough violently, as if he wanted to cough out all his internal organs. Every time he coughed, the wound on his chest was torn open and the bleeding would not stop.
The voice in his ears became vague and distant, and in the blur, he seemed to see that person again.
"Ayu--" He didn't care about his wound and stretched out his bloody hand to grab her, but before he could grab her sleeve, she waved him away coldly, and he fell to the ground unexpectedly.
"Don't go!" he shouted in pain and was about to take action again to keep her.
"I've told you many times, don't force me! Why do you always force me! Don't touch me!" He could hear her screaming in despair at the top of her lungs, and his outstretched hand just stayed where it was, not daring to move.
He was afraid that she would leave again.
He had already lost her once.
"Why can't you let me go? Why do you insist on holding on to me! You are my royal brother!" Her painful voice was still ringing in her ears, and time seemed to go back to that time. She collapsed and questioned herself, even at the cost of committing suicide.
"No, no, Ayu... I love you, only me, the only one in the entire palace who loves you!... You can't abandon me, you can't abandon me..."
"It's all fake! You're lying to me! If you love me, why do you force me? If you love me, why do you do such a thing? If you love me, why do you send my child to marry a foreign prince? You only love yourself!"
The emperor raised his head, tears and blood mixed on his cheeks, his long-messy hair was loose, a few strands of hair stuck to his blood-stained face, looking sad and pitiful.
"It's not like that... I'm just afraid that you'll leave... I'm afraid they'll hurt you! They're all hypocritical! They can't stand us getting along! Xianyu... Xianyu... she's too much like me... she's not like you... I only want you..."
The emperor curled up and knelt before her, pleading with her again and again. But Sun Chanyu just stood in front of him coldly, her face expressionless as she spoke heartbreaking words: "How long are you going to deceive yourself? Have you forgotten how I died? Have you forgotten the pain I suffered all those years?! It's you—it's you who killed me!"
"No! No!" The emperor was irritated by her words. He yelled and tried to stand up, but he staggered and fell down again because of the wound on his chest.
Qiao Si frowned as he watched the entanglement between the two of them. After a while, he finally understood the reason for the emperor's reaction.
She had also heard a few things about the emperor and the legendary Li Xianyu's mother, but she had never expected that the person would be the princess.
Such immoral and absurd behavior is not surprising for an emperor.
From Sun Chanyu's few words, Qiao Si had already figured out a tortuous and bizarre love-hate relationship.
The things that I couldn't understand before now became clear.
No wonder the emperor dotes on Li Xianyu so much and indulges her even more than the crown prince and Li Guanghan.
No wonder the emperor, despite the opposition of his ministers, insisted on taking Sun Chanyu as his concubine, disregarded the etiquette, promoted her to noble concubine, and even repeatedly condoned her in torturing and killing people she disliked.
No wonder he agreed so easily to Li Xianyu's marriage, and no wonder he only took her with him when he abandoned the city and fled.
But no matter how careful he was, he couldn't guard against the person next to him.
Demon concubine.
It really deserves the name.
Even the most powerful magician in Tuozhou might not be as good as her in bewitching people and making him think she was dead.
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