Chapter 62 Eliminating the Weeds at the Root
A country cannot be without a ruler for a day. Given that the throne is currently vacant, the officials are worried that delays may lead to unrest. In order to prevent changes in the situation, the officials strongly advocate for a swift enthronement ceremony.
All the formalities were eliminated, simplifying the process. The ceremony was hastily held in just five days, and Fu Heng was surrounded by people to carry out his enthronement ceremony.
With the resounding clang of bells and drums, and the court officials offering their congratulations, Fu Heng ascended the throne amidst shouts of "Long live the Emperor!" that echoed through the heavens. He jointly ruled the world, changing the era name to "Kaizhi" and establishing the dynasty name "Jing," thus initiating a new era. Later generations respectfully referred to him as Emperor Jing.
Emperor Jing's first imperial edict after ascending the throne was to establish the daughter of Prince Meng of Shu as Empress, making her the mother of the nation and sharing the vast empire with her. He also established his son as Crown Prince and proclaimed this to the world.
Upon the ascension of the new emperor, a general amnesty was granted, and taxes were reduced for three years, as was customary. However, when the officials, following the old system, requested the pardon of prisoners who were not guilty of the ten heinous crimes, Meng Qingci marked the memorial with a large red cross.
He said disdainfully to Fu Heng, "Your Majesty has just ascended the throne and wishes to govern the world with benevolence and virtue, bestowing grace upon all people, which is a blessing for the common people. If even the most heinous villains are pardoned, wouldn't that be another kind of injustice for those who have been wronged? Pardoning the guilty may seem like benevolent governance, but in reality, it is condoning evil, which is the first harm. If some heinous criminals take chances because of this, wouldn't the court have to expend even more national resources to arrest them again, which is the second harm?"
She touched the conspicuous red cross with her index finger, which was painted with bright red nail polish, and spoke eloquently: "Your Majesty's establishment of a new dynasty is based on the principle of 'no destruction, no construction,' which is to demonstrate the majesty of the Son of Heaven, not to follow the corrupt old system in everything, so as not to repeat the mistakes of the previous dynasty. Civil and military achievements can benefit the people on their own, so why use such empty fame to add color to the grand ceremony?"
In Fu Heng's view, Meng Qingci's views were rather unconventional, and her words were sharp yet reasonable, leaving no room for argument. Thus, this precedent was put aside.
Although Fu Heng found Meng Qingci's words to be tricky, he also felt they made sense and there was no way to refute them, so he dropped this point.
At the first grand court assembly of the new dynasty, undercurrents surged beneath the imperial steps. Sure enough, after the rites concluded and the ministers had paid their respects as customary, one minister, unable to contain himself any longer, stepped forward, bowed, and petitioned: "Your Majesty is in the prime of life, yet the imperial lineage within the palace is somewhat sparse, with only His Highness the Crown Prince remaining. I privately believe that this is not a perfect solution for the succession of the dynasty. For the sake of the long-lasting stability of the empire, I earnestly request Your Majesty to issue an edict to select virtuous and talented women to fill the harem. With a flourishing imperial lineage, the ancestral temples will be secure, the empire will be forever stable, and the dynasty's reign will be long and prosperous, perhaps even lasting ten thousand years."
During the reign of Emperor Zhaode, the eldest prince slaughtered all the confidants of the previous emperor and their three clans.
Of those who still retain some influence in the court today, only the upright Grand Tutor Gu and the Fu family of Marquis Anyi remain. Grand Tutor Gu, who had once been the tutor of the eldest prince, had feigned illness and stayed away from the capital early on, thus narrowly escaping disaster. Later, during the "Rebellion of the Three Offices," when the rebel army stormed the capital, another group of high-ranking nobles were massacred.
The Fu family, on the other hand, survived because they secretly helped the eldest prince achieve his goals, secretly participated in the poisoning of the crown prince, and because Fu Jingyu was coveted by the eldest prince.
Now that the dynasty has changed, the new emperor sitting on the dragon throne is in the prime of his life. Most of the new nobles are standing in the hall, as are Fu Heng's trusted ministers. Who wouldn't want to seize this opportunity to change the world and rise above others?
Once someone took the lead, those officials who intended to curry favor with the emperor and change their allegiance immediately chimed in: "Your Majesty, although the empress has been chosen, the six palaces are still empty, which is not indicative of a prosperous imperial family. Selecting concubines and choosing consorts will ensure the continuation of our dynasty and reassure the hearts of our subjects!"
"We second that proposal!"
"We second that proposal!"
"We second that proposal!"
The officials who survived this power shift were all eager to seize a share of the power vacuum. In an instant, more than half of the officials knelt down and pleaded, creating a massive commotion.
Fu Heng sat high on the throne, looking down with an expressionless face. His long, narrow, cold eyes, like an ancient well, swept over the ministers below who were bowing and kneeling, each harboring their own secrets.
His tone was calm yet carried the majesty of an emperor:
Now that the new dynasty has been established, the cases of the Three Ministries are still unresolved, and everything needs to be rebuilt. I now inquire: How much silver does the Ministry of Revenue currently possess? The previous dynasty was extravagant, and the national treasury is long empty. I have already decreed a three-year tax exemption for the entire nation. Do you have any good strategies to open up new sources of revenue for me? Furthermore, the south suffers from floods every year. If, within three years, floods return or a severe drought strikes, how will the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works respond? What contingency plans do you have to ensure the well-being of the people? If you have any strategies, please submit them to me for my personal consideration.”
He paused slightly, his gaze growing more somber: "Although the leaders of the three prefectures have been executed, remnants still remain within their borders. How should we deal with these stubborn elements?"
At this point, Fu Heng's voice suddenly turned stern: "You 'beloved ministers' are in your positions but do not perform your duties, you are merely occupying your posts without doing anything, yet you keep an eye on my family affairs and private matters. What are your intentions? I already have an empress and a crown prince, and I am content."
He sneered: "Do you all wish to make me follow in the footsteps of the previous dynasty, ending up with my sons fighting for my succession, dying a tragic end, and perishing in my lifetime?"
Which of the assembled ministers could bear the weight of overthrowing the dynasty, a crime tantamount to treason? They all trembled, cold sweat pouring down their backs, shaking with fear. This new emperor was by no means a benevolent ruler; upon entering the city, he had already quietly raided several homes. Although the Dali Temple had ample evidence, the swiftness of his methods still chilled everyone to the bone, filling them with dread.
By this time, the ministers were filled with regret. Their rash audience today had likely brought them no benefit whatsoever, but instead incurred the emperor's displeasure, making them the chicken used as a warning to others.
Gu Yuchen, dressed in a scarlet official robe, stood quietly in a corner among the officials, observing the situation from the sidelines. Fu Heng's statement that he would not take any concubines and would only take the Empress was truly unexpected.
In this world, it's common for men to have multiple wives and concubines, and exchanging beautiful concubines is even considered a fine story. An emperor without his own harem would be considered to be missing something. Fu Heng's willingness to forgo this "dignity" aroused Gu Yuchen's curiosity about the empress he had never met.
On the day of the coronation ceremony, Gu Yuchen was far away, and the ministers were not allowed to look up at the emperor's face. To this day, he has not seen what the empress looks like, yet the new emperor, Fu Heng, made an exception for her.
Seeing that these cowardly officials were terrified out of their wits with just a few words, Fu Heng couldn't help but curl his thin lips into a mocking smile.
Fu Heng's trusted former officials, who knew his deep affection for the Empress, also wanted to drink. However, they were just going through the motions and, seeing that there was no room for negotiation, they shrewdly decided to quit while they were ahead.
After all, it was the first day of court after his ascension to the throne, and Fu Heng did not want to see any bloodshed, as it was very unlucky. He remained silent for a long time, waiting until his intimidation was sufficient, before speaking again, his voice resounding throughout the palace: "I hope that all of you ministers will handle the matters I just asked about properly. Three days from now, I will see your memorials on my desk."
All the officials bowed and clasped their hands, saying, "Your Majesty, we obey your decree. Long live the Emperor!"
As soon as the court session ended, before Gu Yuchen could even step out of the palace gate, he was stopped by Wang Zhongxian, the chief eunuch beside Fu Heng, with a smile.
"Lord Gu, please wait," Wang Zhongxian said with a beaming smile, bowing deeply. "His Majesty has ordered that you come to discuss state affairs. Please follow me."
Unexpectedly, Wang Zhongxian, with a slightly bent back and a respectful posture, led him to the depths of the Imperial Garden.
In the Imperial Garden, exotic flowers were in full bloom, each vying for attention with its own unique beauty. The artificial hills and flowing water were arranged with exquisite skill. Winding paths led to secluded spots, where the eaves and green tiles of the garden peeked out from among the trees, exuding imperial luxury and grandeur.
Gu Yuchen, however, had no interest in appreciating the scenery. He was secretly wondering: Why couldn't they discuss this matter in the Imperial Study? Why make such a fuss when it's just two men talking?
Just as they arrived at a pavilion, a young eunuch hurriedly came looking for Wang Zhongxian. He was sweating profusely, perhaps from running so fast. He greeted Wang Zhongxian and Gu Yuchen, then said anxiously, "Your Excellency, I've finally found you! Over there..." The eunuch began, bowing slightly and glancing at Gu Yuchen, then hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.
The chief eunuch Wang Zhongxian rolled his eyes and bowed to Gu Yuchen with a smile, saying, "Lord Gu, it's really unfortunate. Please wait here for a moment. Palace affairs are complicated. I'll be right back."
Gu Yuchen nodded gently, showing great understanding: "Official business is important, please make yourself at home, Eunuch Wang."
For a moment, only Gu Yuchen remained in the pavilion. He then noticed that tea and snacks had been prepared on the table beforehand, which puzzled him even more. He simply opened the window and gazed at the distant view.
Before long, a maid's clear voice came from below the pavilion: "Your Majesty, this Dengxian Pavilion is the tallest pavilion in the palace. Legend has it that it was built by an emperor of the previous dynasty for his beloved concubine. From the top, one can see the magnificent grandeur of the entire imperial city. I have prepared your favorite tea and snacks early this morning and await Your Majesty's arrival."
Meng Qingci couldn't help but chuckle and gently shook her head: "You're so good with words, always trying to make me happy."
The palace maid Sujuan helped Meng Qingci up the steps, rolling her eyes as she said, "Her only skill is her mouth. She usually makes everyone else run around like crazy, and now she's using that clever tongue to coax the Empress."
Anping, unconvinced, immediately retorted, "I only thought of ways to help Your Highness relax because I saw that you had been working so hard for days. How could you speak so poorly of my good intentions? Is it wrong to serve your mistress wholeheartedly?"
The palace maid Sujuan chuckled lightly, saying insincerely, "Oh dear, it's my fault. I've wronged you, good person. Please forgive my ignorance."
The palace maid Anping snorted and said magnanimously, "In front of Her Majesty, who would bother with you?"
Meng Qingci listened to the two of them talking back and forth, but smiled and remained silent.
Xia Guang, who used to serve Meng Qingci, has not yet had a chance to meet Meng Qingci, who has now married Mo Song and become the wife of the Vice Minister of Revenue.
The maids around Meng Qingci now were all transferred after she entered the palace. Anping and Sujuan, the two of them, would pretend to be jealous of her, but seeing that she only took it as a joke and was not angry, they would often bicker with her, just to amuse her.
The moment the voice rang out, Gu Yuchen froze on the spot like a statue, as if the blood in his body had instantly frozen. He turned around abruptly in disbelief, his eyes fixed on the tightly closed door.
A moment later, a palace maid pushed open the door. When the figure in the phoenix coronet and wedding robes came into view, Gu Yuchen was struck dumb, his pupils dilating violently. The veins on the side of his neck throbbed with extreme excitement. He opened his mouth, but could only manage to squeeze out a dry, trembling syllable: "You..."
When Meng Qingci looked up and saw Gu Yuchen, her eyes showed surprise. Instantly, she fell into Gu Yuchen's eyes, which were filled with pain and despair. The pain in those eyes was suffocating for Meng Qingci, as if he was condemning her deception and betrayal.
The smile that had been playing on her lips froze instantly, and before she could even suppress it, her face darkened. In that instant, her mind raced with a thousand thoughts. She finally understood why the maid had led her here today—the whole "climbing to enjoy the view" thing was nothing but a carefully orchestrated scheme.
A silent, cold laugh spread through Meng Qingci's heart: This was probably Fu Heng's doing again. She should have expected it; with Fu Heng's suspicious and calculating nature, how could he give up so easily? He was used to playing these kinds of tricks. She cursed inwardly: A leopard can't change its spots; he never stops.
Anping, a palace maid standing nearby, saw that Gu Yuchen not only failed to bow and give way to the Empress, but also stared directly at her. She immediately frowned and scolded him: "How dare you! You don't even bow and give way to the Empress, and you even dare to offend her! What is your punishment?"
Enraged, Meng Qingci whirled around and slapped An Ping hard across the face. An Ping's eyebrows furrowed, her beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent, but her voice was icy cold as she growled, "Get out of here, all of you!"
The palace maid Sujuan was a true shrewd person. She had entered the palace at a young age and survived the turbulent palace life to this day. Moreover, she was chosen to serve the Empress at the beginning of the new dynasty. She had an extraordinary sense of perception.
Sujuan had already sensed that something was amiss today. She was the first to come to her senses. She immediately pulled up Anping, who had been slapped and staggered, and dragged her out without saying a word. Then she neatly closed the door and dismissed the maids behind her as they went downstairs.
Anping sobbed as she glanced upstairs, then cried to Sujuan, "What's wrong? Why is Her Majesty so angry? Sister, save me!"
Sujuan sneered: "You should ask yourself that. How would I know what good things you've done?"
Sujuan had only been by the Empress's side for a few days. The Empress was usually good-natured, but she had gotten so angry at Anping. Sujuan glanced at Anping, whose cheeks were already swollen, and thought that she was probably going to be stupid this time. No matter what she did, a traitor would never be spared by her master.
Meng Qingci would never have laid a hand on anyone before. She was always lively and kind, and rarely even argued with anyone. Gu Yuchen was momentarily interrupted by her unexpected slap, his heart-wrenching pain momentarily broken. He stared in astonishment at the exquisitely made-up and heavily dressed 'Empress' before him, trying to reconcile her with the girl in his memory, but to no avail. She seemed to have acquired the majesty of an empress, and the pure and carefree girl of the past was gone.
Meng Qingci composed herself before turning around and meeting Gu Yuchen's slightly dazed gaze. Gu Yuchen was now dressed in a scarlet official robe with peacock embroidered patches, and she knew he had risen to the position of Minister of Works, which made her happy for him.
Immediately, a hint of self-deprecation flashed across Meng Qingci's lips as she asked, "What? Are you surprised?"
Gu Yuchen hurriedly shook his head and denied it, saying, "No, that's not what I meant, please don't..."
"No, you should be surprised." Meng Qingci interrupted him, her voice calm yet carrying a tremendous weight. "How can you not be surprised? I'm not the Meng Qingci you know anymore. I was reincarnated and have lived here for almost twenty years. Do you think the original me, with my naivety and lack of worldly experience, could have survived in a place like the Marquis of Anyi's mansion?"
As she spoke, she casually walked to a seat by the window, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for herself and him, then pushed one of the cups toward the other, gesturing for Gu Yuchen to sit down.
Gu Yuchen sat down opposite her, his knuckles rubbing the warm rim of his cup tightly, remaining silent for a long time. After a while, he finally spoke with difficulty: "Was it... him who took you out of the Marquis of Anyi's mansion?" He remembered what Meng Qingci had said, that someone had 'planted incense' for her, and his heart ached again.
“Yes, I was poisoned by the palace’s secret drug ‘Unbreakable Love.’ It was Fu Heng who saved me from Fu Hongxuan’s bed. Without Fu Heng, even with my good status, I wouldn’t have been able to leave the Marquis of Anyi’s mansion.” Meng Qingci laughed freely, but there was little warmth in her eyes. “You have Gu Huaixu’s memories, so don’t you know all the filth in the aristocratic eunuch’s mansion? Besides, after being here for so long, you should understand how lowly a ‘slave’ is here.”
A tear suddenly slid down from Gu Yuchen's lowered eyes and fell into the tea. The tea splashed onto the skin on his hand, creating tiny ripples: "I'm sorry, I'm late. I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you."
Meng Qingci's eyes remained cold and indifferent: "Your arrival is useless. Useless servants don't live long, but useful ones will not be let go by their masters." She sneered, her tone revealing neither joy nor anger, "You don't know, in this life, I was born in the Meng Prince's Mansion in Shu. Before I was five years old, I was the 'beloved daughter' of Prince Meng and his wife."
She sneered, "Prince Meng has been searching for my 'precious' daughter for many years, but do you know how I got lost?"
Before he could answer, Meng Qingci continued, "It was Princess Meng's own niece who wanted to take my place. She hit me on the head with a stone and threw me into a dark alley. I was found and sold to human traffickers. My biological mother, Princess Meng, fearing that the truth would implicate her family if it came to light, decided to cover it up. Later, fearing that I would go back and expose the matter, she even secretly prevented my father from finding me. As for my father, who doted on me, he chose to turn a blind eye after learning the truth for the sake of his wife."
"Stop talking..." Gu Yuchen interrupted, barely able to breathe, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "Please stop talking... How could you bear it... How could you endure it..."
Gu Yuchen couldn't continue. He knew all too well what kind of person she originally was, how pure she was; she was originally the apple of her parents' eye. In this life, she was first cherished by her parents, then betrayed by her closest relatives, and then subjected to ten years of torment as a slave. How could she possibly bear all of this?
Meng Qingci stopped trying to provoke him, simply taking a slow sip of her now-cool tea, waiting for him to calm down. She had indeed brought it up deliberately, just to distract him from his overwhelming grief. The method was despicable, but effective.
Gu Yuchen was suffering agonizing pain. He regretted countless times that the night before she boarded the plane, she told him that she would be gone for two years and that if he had asked her to stay, she would not have left.
After learning of her plane crash, Gu Yuchen regretted his stubbornness every moment until he saw her again, which made him feel a little less guilty.
Now, Gu Yuchen is heartbroken and filled with regret once again. If he had been braver that night, accepted her, and kept her, and she hadn't boarded that plane, would all the cruel things she had just experienced have never happened?
Meng Qingci knew him best and couldn't bear to see him wallowing in self-blame, so she forced a smile and said in a light tone, "Now, thanks to you, I am the Empress. Isn't that wonderful? Let's forget about everything from the past." Her words were double-edged, lightly glossing over both the past hardships and affections.
After a long while, Gu Yuchen managed to calm his turbulent emotions, slowly raised his eyes, and stared at Meng Qingci with almost despair, saying with heartache, "Since you knew my feelings, why did you still make me go to Fu Heng in the first place?"
Nothing could be more cruel than this: to push the woman he had loved for so many years into the arms of another man. Of all the tortures in the world, none could compare to this excruciating pain.
“You know in your heart that we’ve already missed our chance. My feelings for you have been severed for almost twenty years, and there’s no going back.” A bitter smile appeared on Meng Qingci’s lips. “You want me to seek refuge with someone else and become Fu Heng’s enemy? Then I, the so-called ‘Fu Heng’s woman’ in other people’s eyes, have also given birth to his child. Do you think I’ll have a good ending if you help someone else win and Fu Heng loses? Don’t be naive enough to think you can protect me. In this world, it’s always about eliminating the root of the problem, being ruthless, discarding the useful tool, and putting away the bow after the birds are gone.”
She looked intently at him and said, word by word, "This is the only path we can take. Only by being like this, supporting each other, can we both protect ourselves."
Gu Yuchen closed his eyes, nearly choking back tears, speechless. Every word she spoke felt like a knife slicing through his heart. How could he not understand? It was precisely because he understood that he felt as if a thousand arrows were piercing his heart. She truly didn't want him anymore.
He had no more chances. It was all his own fault. He opened his eyes, a bitter smile curving his lips. His voice was hoarse but firm: "No matter what you become, you will always be in my heart. I was foolish to lose you and let you down, but I can never stop loving you deeply. Don't worry, what you're worried about will never happen."
Meng Qingci quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that Gu Yuchen might do something extreme and irreversible in his anger. She said softly, "Brother Yuchen, besides love, there are other good things in this world, like power, aren't there?"
Gu Yuchen remained silent for a long time before regaining his usual gentle and refined demeanor and calmly saying, "If you really don't like him, you don't have to force yourself. I always have a way."
"Like him?" Meng Qingci smiled mockingly, "I did like him for a moment, but now, punishing him to work for me for the rest of his life to vent my hatred is not such a bad thing."
Meng Qingci was not surprised to see the look of surprise in Gu Yuchen's eyes: "I've already said, I'm not the same person I used to be."
Just as the two had finished speaking, a soft knock sounded at the door, followed by a cautious report from the chief eunuch Wang Zhongxian: "This servant has failed in my duties and has kept Lord Gu waiting. I have come to apologize."
Upon hearing this, Meng Qingci's gaze suddenly turned cold. She glanced at the tightly closed door and said to Gu Yuchen in a low voice, "He has nothing to do with you. You should go back now."
Having said that, Meng Qingci suddenly stood up, flung open the door, and glanced down at Wang Zhongxian, who was bowing so low he was almost touching the ground. A cold, mocking smile curled at the corner of her lips: "What? Is he worried and sent you here to check if I've been having any illicit affairs with anyone here?"
Wang Zhongxian shuddered. He had spent most of his life in the palace, and he had never heard of any empress so unscrupulously and bluntly express such private suspicions.
Although it had only been a few days, he could see how deeply His Majesty loved the Empress. At the first court assembly today, the new emperor rejected the ministers' proposal to choose a concubine and vowed to stay with the Empress. Regardless of how long it would last, this sentiment was rare throughout history.
Wang Zhongxian bent even lower, almost kneeling, his voice trembling: "This servant dares not! Even if this servant had ten heads, I would not dare to covet Her Majesty's imperial favor! It was... it was His Majesty who sent this servant to summon Lord Gu to the Imperial Study for a meeting..."
"Oh?" Meng Qingci chuckled to herself, "Then I'll go and see for myself what kind of big event it is." She ignored Wang Zhongxian and walked straight past him downstairs.
Wang Zhongxian hurriedly cast a pleading glance at Gu Yuchen inside the room, hoping he could intervene, but Gu Yuchen seemed not to hear him, staring out the window, lost in thought.
Seeing this, Wang Zhongxian no longer cared about him. He hurriedly turned around and stumbled after the Empress's back, feeling that his life was about to end.
You must understand that at this moment, His Majesty and several ministers were discussing state affairs in the Imperial Study. If the Empress were to barge in like this and cause any trouble, it would be a truly catastrophic disaster!
Meng Qingci stepped out of Dengxian Pavilion, her phoenix eyes sweeping over the group of servants standing with their heads bowed before her. Her gaze lingered for a moment on An Ping's sullen and dejected appearance, and her anger flared up again. At this moment, the Grand Eunuch Wang Zhongxian caught up behind her. Without turning her head, she coldly ordered, "Expel her from the palace and never use her again. If you can't even handle this task properly, I will deal with you."
Wang Zhongxian trembled and hurriedly bowed, replying, "This servant obeys the decree!" He then sternly ordered two eunuchs to come and drag Anping away.
Anping panicked. As a veteran of the palace, she knew all too well what good could come of being banished like this. She immediately struggled and cried out, "Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, have mercy!"
Seeing the Empress's figure disappear like a cold wind, she turned to Wang Zhongxian in despair and cried out hoarsely, "Eunuch Wang, save me! I was only following your orders..."
"Shut up!" Wang Zhongxian's expression changed drastically. He turned around abruptly and rushed back, swinging his arm to deliver a powerful slap across the face! This slap was delivered with full force, knocking out two of An Ping's teeth on the spot. Blood trickled down the corner of her mouth as she gritted her teeth and cursed, "You're courting death, aren't you? What nonsense are you spouting?"
Just then, I looked up and was suddenly met with a cold gaze.
Lord Gu Yuchen had been standing below the steps for some time now, observing coldly for an unknown period of time.
Wang Zhongxian gave a forced smile, a smile that was truly sinister and eerie: "Lord Gu, please don't listen to this lowly servant's nonsense."
Gu Yuchen didn't even lift his eyelids, merely glancing indifferently at his frightened figure before walking away.
A surge of anger welled up in Meng Qingci's throat, almost bursting forth. Her phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent, and her skirts fluttered in the wind. Disregarding the empress's regalia, she strode swiftly, leaving the imperial carriage and servants behind, and stormed towards the imperial study.
Fu Heng just wanted to know if she and Gu Yuchen had feelings for each other, so today, she will grant his wish.
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Author's Note: Fu Heng: My right eye keeps twitching, this is bad.
Meng Qingci: Just say you want to be tortured.
Author: Today, while writing Gu Yuchen's confession, I was surprised to find that I almost cried.
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