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Xinrong was startled by Mo Xier's expression, unable to understand why she looked that way. Shouldn't she be happy? She cautiously glanced at Mo Xier and timidly said, "Your Majesty, all the three thousand beauties of the harem have been dismissed from the palace..."
"He... really..." Mo Xier didn't know how to feel at that moment; she only knew a mix of emotions surged within her. If she were to say she was happy, that was certain. She had always thought that although Night Star loved her, he would never give up the three thousand beauties of the harem for her.
This was a reaction any normal person would have, but she never expected that he would truly be willing to allow only her in his life. The sweetness in her heart hadn't fully settled when it was immediately replaced by deep concern.
Only... she could not accompany him until the end.
The stars in the sky were sparse, and the thick white snow had long since melted away. A gentle breeze blew through, causing the branches to creak softly. A crescent moon hung slowly on the treetops, but the bone-chilling cold made people hunch their shoulders as they walked.
In the Imperial Study, Night Star sat on a sandalwood chair wearing a purple robe, fully engrossed in reviewing memorials. The faint candlelight illuminated his distinct outline; he looked even more handsome than before. Mo Xier sighed, realizing this was the aura of a king.
Smiling, she walked over to his side, but before she could speak, she caught sight of the contents of the memorial. Her heart sank slightly. Night Star suddenly looked up and saw her gaze fixed on the memorial. Alarmed, he quickly closed it.
With long fingers, he pulled her into his embrace and said indulgently, "At this time, why aren't you resting properly? Why are you here? In just a few days will be your coronation ceremony; you need to prepare to be Queen!"
Feeling a stir in her heart, Mo Xier worriedly asked, "Are there many memorials like this recently?"
Night Star paused for a moment before smiling and saying, "You're overthinking it; this one just came today. Don't worry; I will handle it."
He still wasn't used to using "I" in front of Mo Xier; it felt quite unfamiliar.
"But?" Mo Xier's fair face turned pale as she furrowed her brows tightly, looking at him with deep concern.
The memorial clearly stated that Mo Xier, the White-Haired Enchantress, could not be empress. Those words pierced Mo Xier's eyes sharply. Having stayed in her chamber all this time, she had no idea that matters from the previous dynasty had developed so severely.
He had just ascended to the throne, his foundation unstable, and now he must be overwhelmed with worry about her.
"Alright, no more buts. Leave it to me, don't worry." His fingers gently brushed against her white hair, a wave of affection rising in his heart.
This woman had accompanied him all the way, sacrificing so much for him; how could he bear to see her sad and in tears? Mo Xi'er, rest assured, I will make you my Queen.
Little did he know, this would be his lifelong regret.
Mo Xi'er was about to speak when suddenly a surge of blood welled up in her throat. Realizing something was wrong, but unable to speak as the blood reached her throat, she disregarded Night Star and rushed out.
"Mo Xi'er?" Night Star furrowed his brow. What was wrong with her?
He thought she was just momentarily moved and had run out, so he didn't chase after her.
As soon as Mo Xi'er ran outside, she spat out a mouthful of blood. This time it was even worse than before; the blood she coughed up was entirely black. She staggered back a few steps—was this the end of her fate?
"Miss Mo?" Before she could leave, a voice called from behind her. Turning around, she saw someone in black clothing.
The figure in black looked at the blood at the corner of her mouth and followed the trail on the ground, where a pool of black blood lay glaringly visible. Surprised, he asked, "What happened to you?"
"Shh..." Mo Xi'er was nearly driven mad by the loudness of the figure in black. Did he want Night Star inside to hear? She quickly whispered, "Lower your voice."
The figure in black frowned tightly and coldly asked, "What is going on?"
Why would a perfectly fine person suddenly spit out blood, and why was that blood black?
Fearing to disturb Night Star inside, Mo Xier pulled the figure in black to a nearby empty space and said calmly, "I'm about to die!"
"What?" The figure in black was taken aback by her words; how could this be?
Rolling her eyes at him, Mo Xier helplessly replied, "Can you not be so dramatic? Do you want the whole world to know?" She really couldn't understand where his previous composure had come from.
"Are you not going to tell the master?" His voice gradually grew somber.
"I can't tell him. He is currently worried about state affairs and is troubled by the matter of the crown. I can't let him worry about me any further." Just thinking about Night Star's gaunt face made Mo Xier's heart ache.
Now he was in a conflict with the ministers because of her; how could she help him?
In just a moment, her thoughts flew far away, her mind racing for a solution. Suddenly, her gaze shifted to the figure in black who was looking at her with concern, and an idea surged in her mind.
"Black Clothes, I need your help!" Mo Xier said as she moved closer.
Looking at Mo Xier in confusion, Black Clothes asked, "What?"
Although she felt guilty towards Black Clothes, the situation was urgent, and Mo Xier couldn't afford to hesitate. She leaned closer and whispered into Black Clothes' ear. While she spoke lightly, Black Clothes' face was filled with shock.
"Absolutely not..." How could she come up with such a plan? Wouldn't this make the master hate her for a lifetime?
"Black Clothes, everything we do is for the stars' sake. You know that recently the affairs of the court have been overwhelming him. We can't let him make unnecessary sacrifices because of me. Besides, I am already a dying person; I probably won't survive until tomorrow night. The only way is to make him hate me for a lifetime."
Mo Xier's words ultimately made Black Clothes ponder. The master could no longer afford to be worn out by these matters, but if they proceeded this way, it would be unfair to Miss Mo!
Worriedly looking at Mo Xier, she said, "It's just that this isn't fair to you!"
With a smile, her gaze turned towards the brightly lit room, her face softening. "As long as he is well, I will be content."
Zhong Cui Palace, a palace made of red wood, stood beside Wei Li in Kunning Palace. Although it was the second palace in the residence, its interior decorations were no less than those of Kunning Palace. Inside the room, a woman in green attire knelt on a soft mat before a Buddha statue.
Her jade-like hands continuously turned the redwood prayer beads as she chanted softly. When Mo Xier entered, she saw this scene. The palace maid noticed her and was about to greet her but was stopped by Mo Xier, who quietly retreated.
Slowly walking up to the woman, Mo Xier looked at the Buddha statue before her and sighed, "Are you really going to continue like this?"
The woman's fingers paused slightly before resuming their movement. Her tightly closed eyes opened, staring blankly ahead as she said softly, "Thank you for still thinking of me."
"Green Wisteria, I truly consider you a friend. I don't want to see you live your life like this," Mo Xier said as she squatted down and looked directly at her, her gaze shifting with emotion.
Finally, the woman kneeling on the ground slowly stood up and glanced at Mo Xier, sighing, "Mo Xi'er, you know that in my life, I have only loved him."
"But he has already..."
Green Wisteria raised her hand to stop Mo Xier's words. "He lives forever in my heart."
Seeing her expression made Mo Xier feel a pang of sadness. "Do you blame me?"
Turning her head and staring blankly at her for a moment, she then smiled lightly. "I don't blame you. I know he is not a good king, but in my eyes, he is the best husband."
"Do you know? Mo Xi'er, I envy you. I envy that you have a Night Star who loves you so much that he would give up anything for you. Yet in his eyes, there is still only you. Every time he looks at me, he always sees you."
"Actually, I don't blame anyone for how far he has come today. I was even jealous of you before, but none of that matters now. In any case, I want to thank you for allowing Night Star to remain in the palace."
Mo Xier remained silent, simply listening to her. However, with each word she didn't say, Mo Xier felt a pang of pain in her heart. Such a great love could only be blamed on Li Ye for not cherishing it.
"As long as you feel happy, that's enough!" After saying this, she stood up and left.
Outside, the sky was a light blue, and the fiery sun illuminated the entire land. Winter had not yet passed; the trees still had not sprouted their vibrant green leaves, leaving only branches swaying like jade pendants in the wind.
Raising her hand to shield her eyes from the glaring sunlight, a tear rolled down her cheek slowly. She stood under the sun for a long time until her legs began to numb, then she gradually lowered her hand from blocking the sunlight. "Night Star, take care!"
With that, she turned and left.
At night, a dark curtain covered the entire sky, plunging the land into endless darkness. However, deep within Kunning Palace, lights shone brightly. A man stood still with his head lowered.
In front of him stood a beautiful woman with an indifferent expression. Before her stood Night Star, whose face was grim. The palace maids and eunuchs beside him all lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.
"Why did you do this?" Night Star said with a darkened face.
The woman waved her hand dismissively and replied nonchalantly, "Since you've already seen it, I have nothing more to say. Do as you wish."
"Mo Xier," Night Star gritted his teeth as if he wanted to tear her apart.
Mo Xier looked up at him and coldly said, "If you hate me so much, why not just kill me?"
Suddenly drawing a long sword from the hands of a guard beside him, he pointed it directly at Mo Xier and coldly said, "Do you think I wouldn't dare?"
But no matter what, the sword in his hand could not pierce the woman's heart.
Seeing this scene, Mo Xier slowly approached him and said softly, "Night Star, raise your sword and kill me."
"I..." He couldn't bring himself to say the words of reluctance. Yes, he was reluctant; even though they were engaged in such a desperate act, he still couldn't bear to kill her.
He wanted to say more, but suddenly felt a strange sensation in his chest. He paused for a moment and saw Night Star holding the sword, unwilling to stab it into her chest. Suddenly, she smiled widely and lunged toward the sword in Night Star's hand.
Before he could react, the woman had already collapsed onto him, and the sword pierced straight through her body.
"Mo Xier... Mo Xier..." A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the palace. Night Star held her tightly and murmured, "Why? Why is this happening?"
Blood flowed from the corners of Mo Xier's mouth as her hands slowly reached up to his face. She smiled and said, "Star, forget me."
One year later.
In the palace of Penglai Nation, a woman stood under the sunlight with her eyes closed, enjoying the warm atmosphere and feeling at ease. Suddenly, a girl dressed in pink palace attire approached her and smiled, saying, "You know, every day you either stand here or tend to flowers and plants. I really don't understand what you're thinking."
"Hey, just take care of your Little Demon King and leave me alone," the woman replied irritably when interrupted.
The girl in pink smiled back. "I don't want to interfere, but your brother said that tomorrow he will go to Heavenly Universe Kingdom. He’s worried you might suddenly decide to run away..."
It should be noted that Jiang Wei had gone through great lengths to retrieve her "body." After finally bringing her back to life, she had stayed here without leaving.
"Tch, don’t make it sound so nice. You just want to disturb our little world together. It’s true that once you have a wife, you forget your sister," Mo Xier pouted in dissatisfaction.
"If you keep saying that, I might just leave you here for a lifetime. Enjoy missing your beloved!" Suddenly, a man dressed in bright yellow approached. Upon closer inspection, he bore a striking resemblance to her.
Hearing his words, the woman immediately flattered him, "Oh, dear brother, I am your own sister. You can't treat me like this. Besides, I have put a lot of thought into your matters with Ajin; you should thank me."
Looking at the woman's serious expression, Jiang Wei couldn't help but give her a light tap on the head. "How can you say that? You’ve spoiled my son! Now you call me directly by name."
Just thinking about that Little Demon King gave him a headache, especially since he and this aunt seemed to share a common enemy, as if they were long-time friends. Even he, as the emperor, had to concede.
"That's because you don't know how to educate him," Mo Xier retorted confidently.
Jiang Wei shook his head helplessly and said indulgently, "Alright, go rest well today. We need to set off early tomorrow. I must say, I haven't misjudged my brother-in-law; he hasn't married a single woman in this past year. If it weren't for his loyalty, I wouldn't let my dear sister go to Tianyu as an envoy."
"Okay, brother, I understand." She stuck out her tongue at him and turned to sneak away.
In the spring of that same year, Penglai Nation sent an envoy to the Heavenly Universe Kingdom to meet with the Tianyu Emperor. Surprisingly, upon the envoy's arrival, the emperor, who had worn a gloomy expression for a year, finally smiled.
The ministers speculated about the background of this envoy who possessed such remarkable influence.
What astonished them even more was that in the summer of that year, after the Heavenly Universe Kingdom conferred titles, the Queen was revealed to be Princess Yun Zhu of Penglai Nation.
From then on, there were no other consorts in the Heavenly Universe Kingdom except for Green Wubu, who resided permanently in Zhong Cui Palace.
(THE END)
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