Xie Lingqin is laughable, pathetic, and lamentable.
She gazed at the sky, at the earth, at this vast and boundless world.
Among the crowd, how many people had once benefited from her kindness and favors throughout the world? But now, before the Emperor's decree, all they felt was lingering fear.
Even the beggars standing nearby, whom she had personally visited with dishes of Tianxia Yiwei Maocai, now looked at her with eyes filled not only with sorrow but also with a clear sense of lingering fear.
Was she really this terrifying?
Have these ignorant people forgotten how Yuwen Xian persecuted her back then?
Yes, Xie Lingqin should never have believed in human nature.
Having experienced it once in her past life, and now experiencing it again in this one, she truly is the most foolish one.
She could still speak, laugh, and cry, but the guards around her treated her like a monster, on high alert, because no one could laugh under such circumstances.
But no one knew that at that moment, her heart died.
Xie Lingqin's heart was completely dead.
Her eyes closed slightly and then gently opened again, looking at the emperor at the head of the table, who still wore a benevolent expression but was actually hypocritical. Finally, her gaze settled on Yuwen Yao.
Then, look up at the sky.
"Yuwen Yao, I have tried so hard, but I still couldn't win your sincere heart. If there is an afterlife, I only hope that we will never meet again."
The more you love, the more you hurt; the more you hurt, the more you hate.
“But if I could start over, Yuwen Yao, that would be your dying wish.”
"Your Highness, set it on fire."
The emperor's majestic voice came from the head of the table.
The lit torch was handed over, and Yuwen Yao took it.
He looked up at the high platform.
Xie Lingqin just looked at him like that, the sunlight falling on her head, she looked as beautiful and tragic as a painting about to disappear.
Yuwen Yao's phoenix eyes darted around. He looked around the high platform and saw the people accusing him in unison, their faces filled with lingering fear. He looked at the emperor and the other officials at the head of the table, their brows furrowed and their eyes cold. He looked around and saw that everything was so cold and indifferent.
Everything was cold and indifferent.
Lingqin, my Qin'er, I have already accepted my fate. If this is the destined choice between us, then I will let you fly free, is that alright?
I thought I could do it, I thought I had planned every step of the way, but in the end, I miscalculated and forgot about myself.
With his eyes gently closed, Yuwen Yao turned around.
"set fire."
With a flick of her flowing sleeves, what she stirred up was not a breathtakingly beautiful scene, but a chilling and despairing one.
Their eyes met.
There will be no further interaction.
---Aside---
Tomorrow will still be four hours later.
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