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The rope at his side finally broke, and the woman screamed in shock. The world spun around, and a violent shudder washed over them. Both of them were covered in sweat. Their positions reversed, and Liu Che gasped deeply. After a moment, he regained consciousness and gripped Qingping's neck tightly.
Qingping was also prepared, reaching out with the silver hairpin and thrusting it towards his neck. Liu Che pulled away, leaning back to avoid it. When he came to his senses and tried to snatch the hairpin from her hand, Qingping missed and kicked him in the crotch.
Liu Che clamped her legs and was hit by a hairpin on her arm. He cried out in pain and threw her to the ground. Qingping slammed into the cabinet behind her and was hit on the head by the candlestick.
The head was spinning and a series of thoughts flooded into her mind. She had a splitting headache and it was too late for her to react. At the critical moment when Liu Che pounced on her, she took out the sachet given by the Taoist priest. When she opened it, it turned out to be a bag of incense powder?
Without caring about anything else, she grabbed a handful and threw it in front of Liu Che. The dust flew into Liu Che's eyes. He frowned and was stunned. Suddenly, his body shook and he fell down.
Qingping stared blankly at the person in front of him, who did not move. His first reaction was to cover his mouth and nose, put the sachet away, and then he walked up to him and kicked him.
"Liu Che?"
Still breathing, she exhaled a breath of stale air and walked to the table to sit down. Facing the huge bronze mirror, looking at the unfamiliar face in the mirror, she raised her hand and spread out her palm, and the experiences of the past few days flashed before her eyes.
She glanced at the man lying on the ground and couldn't help rubbing her head. She'd gone around in circles and bumped into Liu Che again. And she'd even dressed like this and raped him? What the hell was going on?
With Chen Ajiao's memories returning to this body, He Qingping's impasse could be easily broken. It was simple. She only had to admit to Liu Che that she was Ajiao. Proof was even simpler. But she didn't want to do that now.
Changqing's death was still fresh in her mind. She had thought she could use him without any fuss, kill everyone connected to the Wei family, and make Wei Yun deserted and die alone. But the heartache she felt... her heart... was beating with Changqing, and she felt uncontrollable pain.
She planned all of this, becoming embroiled in the struggles of the previous dynasty and the harem, attempting to shake a mighty tree with the power of an ant. As He Qingping, a powerless and lowly woman, her life was like duckweed on the river, being tormented and crushed by others, and in the end, she even ended up following the same path as Wei Yun...
She felt the irony and helplessness, and also gained a greater understanding of her past. Wei Yun was offered to Emperor Che by Pingyang. She had seen the opulence of the palace and his beauty, and she wanted a better life—a natural human desire. However, her status was low, her life worthless. When the emperor sobered up, he banished her to the imperial palace, never to see her again. She was overjoyed to discover she was pregnant with the emperor's heir, but was immediately beaten and kicked by the jealous Empress Chen, nearly causing a miscarriage. Her sister-in-law was treated like a lamb in a cage in the princess's mansion, and because of her, she nearly met her own tragic end at the hands of Empress Dowager Dou.
Each and every incident forced her onto a path of self-preservation. She realized her own insignificance, and even more so, the value of power. If she were Wei Yun, based on her temperament back then, once she gained power, the first thing she would do would be to avenge the beating she had suffered.
If I say I let it go, it's not that I can completely let it go. After all, after all this, although I can understand her seducing Liu Che in the first place, but Wei Yun killed her, Chen Yu, and revenge is something she naturally wants.
Only now, she thought of more.
The two of them fought back and forth, each fighting to the death. Wei Yun fought for power, while she fought for Liu Che and her own unwillingness to admit defeat. Having already died twice, her spirit had faded considerably. She thought, what was there to be unwilling to accept?
Liu Che promised her that he would be the only one with her for the rest of his life, and he did unilaterally break this promise. She kept quarreling with him for this, and finding fault with the concubines in the harem. She was either quarreling or on the way to make trouble, so that in the end she was hated by everyone, and experienced life and death, death and life... What was it all worth?
He has simply changed. People change every minute and every second. Ah Zhu's promise to keep his beauty in a golden house was true, but he is no longer Ah Zhu. The new emperor, Liu Che, rules the world, but is surrounded by enemies. At first, it was her mother and grandmother who suppressed him, and later it was his biological mother. The foreign relatives gave up, and the clan members became disloyal. The Huns in the north were eyeing him covetously, and another storm arose before one issue was resolved.
These were things Gillian had never imagined or seen before. Not all eternity is worthy of praise. Her feelings for him were as pure and intense as ever, but her wisdom and vision had not grown. She had become queen, but she had never fulfilled her duties as queen, even doing worse than Wei Yun...
Naturally, this was her nature. Having lived a life of luxury and pampering for over twenty years, she couldn't be as virtuous and generous a wife as Wei Yun. She wanted freedom, to live the life she wanted. Rather than getting embroiled in the endless struggle, she would rather step back and let both of them go.
When Liu Che woke up, he found himself on an unfamiliar bed. His eyes were sore and the back of his head ached. He couldn't help but rub his head vigorously. He turned his head and suddenly saw a smooth body beside him. He was shocked.
Why is it this woman?
How could he be with her?
Liu Che began to recall the events of the previous night. He remembered that he had wanted to confirm with her the events of the Xinyou Day. That day, as usual, he had asked the Crown Prince about his studies and, noticing the white cloth on his wrist, he remembered that the anniversary of Changqing's death was the Xinyou Day. He thought of the copper coin seal on her hand and suddenly suspected that the sorcerer had been telling the truth.
He wanted to come to her to ask for some clues, and she happened to ask someone to bring the imperial physician over... and then...
The pale face of the woman on the sickbed flashed by, followed by scattered clothes and a trembling body...
Damn it! He had only drunk two glasses of wine yesterday, and had he done something so foolish? The woman was young, and she was the prince's concubine. He took advantage of his drunken stupor to sleep with his own daughter-in-law. What kind of a shame was that? It was simply humiliating.
The person next to him suddenly turned over, his whole body stiffened, and seeing that she didn't open her eyes, he quickly put on his clothes, grabbed his accessories and walked out.
Perhaps because he felt guilty, Liu Che left before dawn. With his hair disheveled, he boarded the carriage and hurriedly left Huangshan Palace. Ah Jiao slowly opened her eyes, looking at the empty space beside her. She felt it was within her expectations.
Liu Che was very concerned about his reputation. After sleeping with such a person whom he looked down upon, who was also his son's concubine, he probably wanted to kill her. Of course, it was just a thought. When he came to his senses, he became more and more angry. He probably killed her.
The rooster in the backyard crowed loudly. After Gillian finished dressing, she stared at the sachet in her hand for a while and decided to ask the Taoist priest for help.
She handed the bamboo slips in the bag to the Taoist priest and said, "Please help me take it to an old friend."
Lu Xian took it and just smiled faintly, "Your Majesty has ordered that nothing belonging to Liangdi can leave the gate of Huangshan Palace."
"But I'm not He Liangdi."
Gillian looked at Lu Xian intently. Lu Xian was stunned for a moment before he smiled in understanding. "Who does the believer want to give it to?"
"Master Zhang Yannian, I want to go out and ask him for help."
"I'm afraid the person the believer mentioned is also unable to help."
"He will, just give it to him."
Lu Xian just smiled but said nothing. Ah Jiao frowned, "Lu Xian, you don't even listen to my orders?"
"Did you open the sachet?"
"I no longer have any obsessions in my heart. I have figured everything out."
"I hope so."
Ah Jiao was a little annoyed with the old Taoist priest, "Don't be so confused here. Are you going to send me off or not? If not, I will tell Liu Che that all this was your idea. You knew all this a long time ago, but you just watched us cling to each other..."
Lu Xian smiled helplessly, "How would I know all this? Human affairs are unpredictable, but fate is fixed. All I can do is watch. Since you insist, I have no choice but to obey..."
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