However, in the end, he still died at her hands because he accidentally tasted the medicine when he was feeding it to her and died of the poison.
Only then did he realize that she had already made up her mind to die. Over the years, every meal she had eaten had been poisoned. She had taken the antidote in advance and had torn her body into pieces with all kinds of strange toxins, just waiting for him to make a mistake and die.
The Emperor of Tang died after all, at the hands of the woman he loved most in his life. Even though he had been on guard against her all his life, he was ultimately no match for her fortitude and patience. But he still couldn't bear to kill her, so he only left a will, forcing her to leave the palace to worship Buddha and never step into the palace again in her life.
Outsiders only thought that the emperor and the empress were deeply in love, but they didn't know that the emperor just wanted to protect his only son before he died.
However, such palace secrets were still learned by Zhan Ziyu through Concubine Zhan. After Zhan Ziming's attempt to assassinate Li Ce failed, he secretly took the empress dowager out of the temple and secretly sent her into the palace. With the help of this woman, who no one would be on guard against, he killed Li Ce and ruined the great opportunity for the revival of the Li Tang Dynasty.
Queen Mother Yao committed suicide after hearing the news of Li Ce's death. Chu Qiao didn't know what kind of mood she was in at that time. Was it the joy and relief of revenge, or the despair and helplessness of making a big mistake? This is a stubborn and extreme woman. She has been obsessed with the blood debt all her life and killed the two men who loved her most in the world with her own hands. In the last moment of her life, will she laugh out loud out of relief?
Maybe not. After all, while she avenged her husband and son, she also killed another husband and son. For a piece of grudge, she ruined a woman's life from her prime to her vicissitudes.
After Empress Dowager Yao died, she was buried together with Emperor Xizong in Meishan. When they were alive, they were a couple of enemies, entangled in fighting, conspiracy, assassination, hatred, and grudges for their entire lives, but in the end, they could only accompany each other in that cold and deep underground imperial tomb. No one and no force could separate the two.
Chu Qiao didn’t know what had happened back then, nor did she understand why a person’s hatred could be so terrible. But sometimes she would secretly think that maybe Queen Mother Yao still had a little maternal love for Li Ce in her heart. She still remembered that sunny afternoon when the gentle-looking woman frowned and said to her, "He wants to worship the Laughing Buddha in the palace. Alas, I really... If you have time, please persuade him. After all, he is the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty. He can't be too naughty."
However, the death of Prince Luo eventually destroyed this only remaining love. She was eventually devoured by the demon in her heart and died in this cannibalistic royal family.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound, and the window was gently pushed open by the wind. The river breeze made the curtains sway gently, waking Chu Qiao from her thoughts. She turned around, only to see Zhuge Yue had woken up at some point, and was leaning against the bed, dressed in a white gown, looking refreshed, his face no longer as cold as usual, but with a peaceful and warm expression.
Seeing her looking over, he waved gently, motioning her to come over.
She walked over, poured him a cup of tea, and asked, "Did you sleep well?"
"Well," he said, taking a sip of tea, "it would be better if no one came into my room to sigh."
Chu Qiao blushed, raised her eyes to look at him, and asked, "Are you hungry?"
He nodded and said, "It was a little bit just now, but it's much better now."
Chu Qiao stood up and said, "You have slept for a whole day and night and haven't eaten. Of course you will be hungry. I will ask the kitchen to prepare food for you."
“No need.” Zhuge Yue suddenly reached out and held her hand, pulling her to sit down beside the bed, and said, “Sit with me for a while.”
Chu Qiao smiled and sat down as she was told.
“You’ve been in a daze for quite some time. What were you thinking about?” Zhuge Yue held her hand naturally and did not let go.
Chu Qiao shook her head and said, "Some irrelevant old things."
Zhuge Yue had a faint smile on his face, looking very calm. He leaned against the head of the bed and squinted at her, saying calmly, "I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll just listen to your irrelevant old stories."
Chu Qiao blushed slightly when he looked at her, and dodged, "I've already said it's irrelevant, there's nothing to say."
“Oh?” Zhuge Yue deliberately dragged out his voice, “Really, there’s nothing to say?”
Chu Qiao was about to speak when Zhuge Yue suddenly leaned forward and pressed a scorching kiss to her lips. With a hint of suppressed heat, he mercilessly rolled over her lips, the arm across her waist tightened more and more, his cold lips gradually warmed up, lightly tapping her lips and teeth, a hint of irresistible force sliding into her mouth, as clear as sweet spring water, yet as hot as charcoal fire.
He looked at her with half-closed eyes, an invisible light hidden in the depths of his eyes. Zhuge Yue suddenly lifted her up with great force and pressed her down on the bed. Chu Qiao screamed “Ah”, but the tail sound was instantly swallowed up between her lips and teeth.
"This is the lesson for your disobedience."
Chu Qiao stared at him, rubbed her swollen lips fiercely, and said, "Is this your family rule?"
“Not all of them.” Zhuge Yue smiled faintly, with a hint of pride, and raised his chin and said, “There are more intense ones, do you want to try?”
Chu Qiao narrowed her eyes and looked at the extremely arrogant man in front of her. She suddenly moved forward and looked at him seductively with her eyes. Zhuge Yue was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the woman had already bitten his chin viciously like a little beast.
Zhuge Yue groaned and reached out to touch it. Although there was no blood, there was already a row of small teeth marks.
"Hmph, don't think I'm afraid of you!" Chu Qiao waved her fist in a demonstrative manner and said arrogantly.
Zhuge Yue flexed his wrist and said, “You little bitch, you have become more and more wild over the years. I really need to teach you a lesson.”
Just as he was about to take action, Chu Qiao was one step faster than him. She jumped away from him nimbly, ran to the door in a few steps, and said with a smile: "Am I a fool?" Then she opened the door.
At this moment, several cries of "Ouch" were heard, and Jingjing and a few others fell in. They all rolled and crawled to their feet, their faces turning red and white, and they greeted the two people awkwardly.
Chu Qiao, the victorious general who had commanded a million troops, blushed and frowned as she looked at Jingjing and Ping'an. She didn't expect that there would be a Yueqi following them. She said angrily, "Yueqi, they are making a fuss and you are joining in the fun!"
"Haha, that... I was just passing by and asked you guys to have dinner, haha..." Yue Qi stood up, made an "honest man" expression, nodded and walked out, smiling and said, "Go on, go on."
Yue Qi said this, then turned around and ran out. Before leaving, he raised his fist to Zhuge Yue and shouted, “Young Master! Come on!” and then walked away.
Jingjing ran over with a playful smile and called him "brother-in-law" sweetly.
Zhuge Yue was in a good mood, and he casually pulled out a small, well-forged dagger inlaid with a few rubies, and gave it to this sensible sister-in-law without hesitation.
When Ping An saw it, he immediately followed suit. Zhuge Yue didn’t have much else on him, so he promised to let him choose any good horse in the stable after arriving in Zhenhuang.
The two of them happily shouted "Long live brother-in-law" three times.
Chu Qiao's eyes were blazing with anger, and she secretly wondered, who on earth said that Zhuge Yue was old-fashioned and didn't know the ways of the officialdom? He is so skilled at winning people's hearts.
The meal was ready very quickly. Since we were outside and there were young children around, we just set up a table casually and everyone sat together to eat. Yue Qi and others were inevitably a little restrained, but Jing Jing, Ping An, Mei Xiang and others were active members. He Xiao had become very familiar with Yue Qi and others in the past few days, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
After dinner, it got dark. Yueqi said that this place is already Cangling Mountain, and in two days, they will dock in Hu County. Chu Qiao was a little stunned when she heard this. Hu County, that means it is very close to Zhenhuang.
The wind was a little strong in the evening. She sat at the stern of the boat. The setting sun was about to set, revealing half of its face between the sky and the earth, dyeing the entire river crimson.
Time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, she has already spent fourteen years here. The past is like a dream, coming and going in a hurry.
She remembered that she could be reborn here after her death, so after Li Ce died, would he also continue his life somewhere else? And Mr. Wu and Miss Yu, Wan Wan and Xiao He, will they meet each other again and remember each other after they die?
She sat there thinking aimlessly, and her heart gradually became open. She looked up at the sunset and seemed to see Li Ce squinting at her and saying with a smile, "You should eat more meat. Your figure is too bad."
"What are you thinking about?" Zhuge Yue's voice suddenly came from behind.
Chu Qiao turned around and saw that he was wearing a purple robe with small characters of "Fu" embroidered on it. It was a very ordinary robe but it had a unique temperament on him. He looked outstanding, handsome and tall.
Chu Qiao stared at him.
Zhuge Yue slowly frowned and said uncomfortably, “What are you looking at, like an idiot.” After saying that, he sat down beside her.
Snow-white waves rippled in circles at the stern, birds flew across the sky, the sunset was blood red, and the river breeze blew up the two people's clothes, their sleeves bulging, like a pair of large butterflies flapping their wings, ready to fly.
"Xing'er, why did you change your name to Chu Qiao?"
Zhuge Yue asked. Chu Qiao turned around and said with a smile: "Because I was not Jing Yue'er originally, my real name was Chu Qiao. Later, I died because of something, and then, well, how should I put it, it's like what you say here, it was a ghost that possessed Jing Yue'er, so I escaped and changed my name back."
Zhuge Yue had not expected her to answer like this, and was stunned for a moment, his expression very surprised. After a long while, he murmured, "So when was the first time I met you?"
"At that time, I had only been possessed for a few days and was planning to escape."
Zhuge Yue nodded, then lowered his head, as if he was contemplating the authenticity of this matter.
“Hey, you don’t really believe it, do you?” This time it was Chu Qiao’s turn to be stunned. No one would believe such weird and nonsensical words. She remembered that she had told Yan Xun about it once when she was a child. At that time, Yan Xun was still a young man with acne. He thought she was confused due to fever, so he brought her a bowl of medicine and forced her to drink it. She never told him about it again after that.
"I believe it."
"ah?"
Zhuge Yue looked at her in a very strange way, frowning slightly, "Why don't you believe it? I investigated you, and the servants all said that your temperament changed drastically since you came back from that human hunting trip. I thought you were scared at the time, but now it seems that your explanation makes more sense." Master Zhuge accepted this even more mysterious reason in an unfathomable way. He nodded and said, "I see, that's why I was surprised. Even when I was seven or eight years old, I couldn't have the mind and means you had back then. It turns out that you are not a seven or eight year old child at all. By the way, you wouldn't have been seventy or eighty years old before you died, right?"
Chu Qiao couldn't keep up with his jumping thoughts, and said dully: "At that time, I was twenty... twenty-seven."
“Twenty-seven?” Zhuge Yue frowned and said unhappily, “That’s quite old. Are you married? Do you have children?”