“I know your health is deteriorating, so I specifically asked your steward and also learned from the Holy Land that you only have a few months to live. You will become more and more haggard, like your mother, until you become emaciated, as terrifying as a skeleton, until you die…”
Su Wan's hands, clutching the paper, trembled uncontrollably. She looked up at the ceiling, trying to hold back her tears.
The thought of her horrible state before she died made her want to cry.
It took her a while to regain her composure and continue reading.
"Your death is inevitable. It is the Creator's will, unavoidable, and no one in this world can defy the Creator. Let me take your place and serve His Majesty with all my love. Is that alright? I will serve His Majesty as a concubine, and let the Eagle King accompany you on this island during your final days. It will catch fish for you to eat."
The last line reads: I know you love him, and if you can endure the filthiest things, you might see him again.
Su Wan didn't understand the last sentence; in her opinion, it might just be Bai Zhiyi teasing her. She put down the paper, hugged her bent knees, and pressed her face against them, tears gradually soaking her trousers.
Bai Zhiyi was right; her death was inevitable, and Master Huiming's divination also proved that her fate was unchangeable.
Why would a woman on the verge of death cling to the position of Wei Jingzhuo's lover, refusing to let go? Did she sacrifice her life to bring Wei Jingzhuo back so that he would never marry or have children after her death, and would live a lonely life?
Of course not.
Bai Zhiyi is another version of myself, so there's nothing wrong with letting Bai Zhiyi love Wei Jingzhuo in my place. Besides, whether it's appearance, talent, temperament, or conversation... Bai Zhiyi is worthy of Wei Jingzhuo in every way.
Even if he was unwilling, he had no whistle and could not control the Eagle King, so he could not leave the island.
Anyway, I only have a little over two months left to live, so it's better to leave this world quietly on this island.
It's a pity I can't tell my younger brother, Su Yuze, all this; it's a regret. My brother is already studying in the capital, so he won't be in danger like before.
Thinking about it again, there's no need to let everyone see my miserable state before I die. Everyone will just be crying and wailing then, what's the point? Even when Bai Zhiyi was out of her mind, she didn't want Wei Jingzhuo to see her ugly appearance, and so did I.
Although I look pale and sickly now, at least I still look beautiful.
Let Ah Jin keep this version of himself in his heart; don't let him see that withered, skeletal version of himself. Let Bai Zhiyi fill the void left by his departure with her beauty and gentleness.
Given time—perhaps months, perhaps years—Ah Jin might gradually forget Ah Wan, and he and Bai Zhiyi would have a healthy and beautiful child. The child would be intelligent and clever, and inherit the throne. How wonderful.
Loving someone doesn't mean possessing them; it means wanting them to be happy.
So even in the afterlife, she would silently offer her blessings, hoping that the gods would bless Wei Jingzhuo so that he could live a happy life.
She cried herself to sleep, then curled up on the bed, softly murmuring Ah Jin's name, and drifted off to sleep.
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