Chapter 1889: Chapter 1827: The Emperor Is Cuckolded

Outside the window the north wind howled, the broken window was blown so hard it snapped and rattled, sounding unusually distinct in the night.

With a low growl from the man, the woman who had always been shrouded in a black cloak slowly raised her head, lifted back her hood, and revealed that pampered, noble and dignified face.

Was she not precisely the current Empress Song, Ruiqing!

Empress Song looked at the man before her, whose face was filled with anger. She stepped forward, reached out to touch his face, and said softly, "Brother Xing, what is wrong with you? You know Huaner is not that kind of person!"

The man shook off her hand, walked to the window, and through the broken frame looked at the drifting snow outside, saying coldly, "I don’t know, and I can no longer see through you. It’s been a full eighteen years. You entered the palace at sixteen; it has been eighteen years since then. Heh, I was naïve. If you had truly been willing, you would have gone with me back then; how would you have entered the palace? Now, even more, it is nothing but my wishful thinking."

Back in their youth she had been unwilling to elope with him, so what of now? Having sat aloof as Mother of the Nation and Empress for over a decade, how could she possibly bear to abandon such honor and wealth?

Empress Song walked to his back, stretched out her arms to encircle his waist, buried her face against his broad back, rubbed against it, and said, "Even so, have I ever held anything back from you, Brother Xing? My person already belongs to you. The Emperor’s Legitimate Wife is your woman—do you feel no vanity at all?"

He had cuckolded the Emperor; did he not think that was a staggering thing?

Brother Xing—no, more precisely, Lu Shenxing—closed his eyes and called her by her pet name, saying, "Huaner, no man wants to share a woman with another. I am no exception. I don’t want to see you smiling radiantly at him."

Empress Song turned him around, her gaze cold and clear. "You must understand, I cannot possibly show him a true smile. Ever since Qinger was gone, there has not been a single day I did not hate him. Even when he lies beside me, there is not a single moment I do not want to kill him!"

"Qinger has been gone for so many years already..."

"But they are still alive and well!" Empress Song’s voice turned sharp, cutting off his words. Coldly she said, "The executioner who killed my Qinger still enjoys glory and splendor, still lives high above the rest, perfectly well. Only my Qinger lies alone in the earth below. You don’t know—so many times in the middle of the night I dream of him telling me he’s cold, crying and saying, ’Royal Mother, it’s so cold.’ My heart shatters. What do you know, how could you understand a mother’s heart?"

Empress Song closed her eyes, and tears slipped from the corners.

She had entered the palace at sixteen; in this man-eating place she had lost two children. Not until the tenth year did she finally have Qinger. He was her very life, her lifelong support, yet he did not live past three and was gone. How could she resign herself, how could she ever let go?

Let alone that the one who killed him was his own father— that executioner, in order to conceal his ugly side, did not hesitate to kill his only Legitimate Son. How ruthless and vicious was that!

"Huaner, for the sake of vengeance, would you truly not hesitate even to give up your life?" Lu Shenxing’s eyes held sorrow; her eyes had been blinded by hatred, her heart obscured.

"Yes!" Empress Song stubbornly wiped away her tears, lifted her chin proudly, and said, "I must seek justice for my Qinger. Even if it costs me this life, I want them to suffer the scorn and condemnation of the world."

Lu Shenxing looked at her ferociously twisted face and could not help but sigh. He took a small jade vase from his waist and pressed it into her hand. "This is the last thing I can do for you. It is soundless and tasteless; taken over time, the five viscera will inevitably fester, and one will die after endless torment. You must see to yourself."

Empress Song watched his resolute departure, her heart trembling slightly, yet she did not speak; she only tightened her grip on the jade vase in her hand.

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