12dz Chapter 266 Previous Life 2
Chapter 266 Previous Life 2
"Enough." Yun Qian's voice was cold and indifferent, ruthlessly interrupting him. She looked at him, her eyes devoid of emotion, filled only with deep hatred and determination. "Qi Heyao, do you think this is a justification? Your throne was purchased with the blood of the entire Yun family. What qualifications do you have to stand before me and spout such high-sounding nonsense?"
She walked towards Qi Heyao step by step, her voice filled with cold murderous intent: "Power? Yes, the throne of the emperor is indeed not easy to sit on. But Qi Heyao, since you have chosen it, you should not have chosen me!"
Qi Heyao's expression changed slightly, as if he was hurt by her indifference. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that all the words were stuck in his throat.
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Yun Qian killed the murderer who killed her parents and relatives with her own hands. She stabbed him with the knife again and again, then pulled it out, crushing his internal organs into pieces. She counted each time: father's, mother's, brother's, uncle's, and the aunt who had killed two people. She was extremely cruel to this man. She didn't understand why fate made a man who once had eyes only for her become what he is today.
But the person she hated the most was herself.
The time she spent with Qi Jueyu in Qianqiu Temple was the last time she allowed herself to be intoxicated, but to be fair, she thought she deserved to die just as much.
If she had not trusted Qi Heyao so easily, how could her whole family be in turmoil and her younger sister be coerced? The drive of "fate" made her feel miserable. On the snowy night when Qi Jueyu proposed to take her to the battle, she hugged the man's broad and hot chest tightly. She said she was cold, but the man hugged her tightly in his arms again and again, telling her not to be afraid.
Said he wanted to take her with him...
Seeing her silence, which meant she didn't want to do it, the man's eyes darkened for a moment and had to compromise and propose a plan: You just wait here for me, and when I conquer the world, I will come to pick you up, okay?
The man secretly thought that he must decorate Qianqiu Temple like a golden house and send her lots of delicious food and fun things so that she wouldn't be bored. He would wait a little longer, and when he cleaned up the mess left by Qi Heyao, he would welcome her back to be his queen...
She snuggled in his arms for a long time, then softly said, "Okay."
The man was overjoyed to hear the promise, and held her tightly and tenderly. The bed was in a mess, as if it had been shaken and ravaged by a snowstorm. The woman shed many tears that night, saying something in her mouth, "I can't bear to let you go, I can't bear to let you go..."
The man's heart tightened again after hearing this, but there was no other way. He had to go and fight for the world. The battlefield was dangerous, and he wanted to take her with him, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was safest to leave her here.
After a drifting night, he only remembered that she said a lot of things tonight, which kept pestering him and making him unable to let go of her love. Only at the end did she mention someone else and asked him to take good care of her younger sister.
"My sister is young. I misunderstood her before. From now on... I must ensure that she is healthy and well."
"It's all up to you."
That night, no matter what she asked for, he would agree to it.
At dawn the next day, the man was already ready. He stood beside her bed for a long time, and his cold eyes would always soften when they met hers. Just looking at her like this made him reluctant to leave.
Yun Qian seemed to be still asleep, the redness on her face gradually fading, replaced by a frown. Qi Jueyu was anxious, but he knew he couldn't stay any longer. It was time to go.
When his subordinates came to urge him anxiously for the fifth time, he finally took a step and turned to walk out. When he reached the door, he paused as if he had a hidden desire to look back at her, but in that instant, he froze and ultimately did not look back, but took a step and walked out...
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When the good news was sent back to the capital one after another, Yun Qian was always the first to receive it. Qi Jueyu left some people to protect her. These people were very skilled. When they were free, Yun Qian would ask them about their master, how he came here when he was a child, and how he came to Qianqiu Temple. These secrets should not be told to outsiders, but it was this person who asked them.
The secret guards below told Yun Qian everything they knew...
Two years later, he won the last battle and wiped out all the rebellions and uprisings everywhere. Now, he was the undisputed next new emperor.
The carriage to pick her up had already been prepared. The gorgeous and noble phoenix robe was the first thing the new emperor ordered after entering the palace. Everyone was secretly guessing who it was. After all, the new emperor had never been seen with any wives or concubines.
But when Qi Jueyu was waiting for her happily in the Fengyi Palace that he had prepared for her, he instructed his subordinates to arrange the room one by one, making sure it was not the same as the one she had lived in before, and not letting her recall any unpleasant memories.
Just when he was still thinking about whether to build another palace for her, or let Yun Qian live with him directly.
He was shocked to see that the people he had sent out to protect her all reported to him in unison.
The Queen—committed suicide.
The wind whistled past his ears, carrying with it the chill of winter, slicing through Qi Jueyu's thoughts like a knife. His steps suddenly stopped, and everything around him instantly solidified into a silent abyss.
The news of Yun Qian's suicide pierced his heart like a sharp sword, shattering all defenses. He stood there in a daze, his throat dry, oblivious to the chill of the wind. For a moment, the world seemed to collapse, the ground beneath his feet spinning. He couldn't tell if he was losing his balance, or if the entire world was collapsing.
"Who gave you the courage..." He murmured, a hint of uncertainty, as if seeking confirmation. Although he was in the tall and spacious palace, he seemed to hear no sound. Only the tragic news echoed in his ears over and over again. Suicide...
He clenched his fingers so tightly that his knuckles turned white, but he still couldn't make the cold reality warm. He didn't believe, and didn't want to believe that Yun Qian, who was so vivid, would disappear from his life like a wisp of wind.
"Take me there."
The man spoke with difficulty and gave orders. He felt disgusted by the look of grief on the faces of the people below. How could this be? She must have been playing a joke on him. Didn't they agree to wait for him to come back?
"Your Majesty, Lord..."
The servants below saw that he was stiff and felt something was wrong. They knelt in front of him and tried to stop him, but he kicked them hard the next moment.
"I don't believe it."
Qi Jueyu still refused to believe it until he saw with his own eyes Yun Qian's lifeless body lying on the couch where they usually made love. He raised his hand to hug him as if he was oblivious to the thick red marks on his neck.
He just felt that he was not going to live any longer.
From heaven to hell, this is probably the most extreme example. He held her in his arms and listened quietly to the people below reporting to him that she had asked them to wait outside early in the morning and that she would wash up before going to see him. She had a happy smile on her face that could not be faked, and everyone believed it. They waited quietly outside for her.
But when he saw her again, the beauty had passed away, and even if he invited the Golden Immortal, it would be of no use.
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In the tenth year of Tiansheng, this emperor who ascended the throne after pacifying the nine states actually announced his abdication...
He found his successor and told him everything he could and couldn't tell him. Finally, the prince who was about to become the next emperor asked him, "Uncle, is there anything else you need me to do?"
"Remember the Qianqiu Temple I took you to? I buried the Queen and I there. Remember, we must be buried together."
The young boy suppressed his doubts and surprise and nodded solemnly.
He knew that his uncle, who had been childless all his life, was about to embark on a path he had chosen for himself. He was still so young, and logically, he could still be emperor for a long time, but he seemed to be impatient.
Everyone knows how important this queen, who has never appeared, is to her uncle.
"Red tender hands, yellow Teng wine. The city is full of spring colors, the palace walls are covered with willows; the east wind is fierce, the joy is thin, a heart full of sorrow, years of separation, wrong, wrong, wrong...
Spring is the same as before, but I am thinner. Red tears soak through the silk gauze; peach blossoms fall, the pool pavilion is empty, although the mountain oath is still there, it is difficult to entrust a letter, no, no, no..."