AWB Chapter 458 Heroine, I'd Give You My Life (The End)
Chapter 458 Heroine, I'd Give You My Life (The End)
On the way back to the palace, the carriage was suddenly stopped.
"How dare you! Get out of the way! Don't block my way!" the guard shouted sternly, even drawing his sword.
After all, the Crown Prince was riding in the carriage. If anything happened to him, their entire clan would be unable to afford the consequences.
A disheveled old beggar was blocking the road, and the guards were about to drive him away.
But then he hissed, "Born with the destiny of a phoenix, yet stained with blood, this is an ominous sign; the world is about to descend into chaos!"
Everyone was startled by the old beggar's incoherent ramblings.
Crown Prince Ying Qian frowned, while Qing Mo looked at the old beggar with great interest.
Just as the guards were about to make their move, the crown prince lifted the curtain and stepped out of the carriage, raising his hand to stop them.
He looked at the old beggar and said in a deep voice, "Where do you come from? What do you mean by that?"
For those in positions of power, the concept of a phoenix's destiny is extremely sensitive.
The old beggar's eyes were cloudy, yet they shone with a strange light. "I observed the celestial phenomena and saw this unusual sight, so I came to inform you."
"This woman was born with the destiny of a phoenix, but she is tainted with blood, which may bring disaster upon her."
The old beggar stared intently into the carriage, as if he could see the people inside through the curtain.
Qingmo did not speak, her face still bearing a polite smile, but upon closer inspection, the smile did not reach her eyes.
Phoenix fate?
Ha! This old beggar has some skills, but not many.
Is that some kind of very expensive destiny?
If she wanted it, the whole world would be hers.
The crown prince pondered for a long time, and when he looked up again, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.
"You audacious madman, spreading heresy and misleading the masses! Guards—"
The old beggar seemed to foresee his own end, and his cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light.
He shouted: "When the phoenix perches on the parasol tree, when blood stains the land!"
"My lord, the blood on the hands of the person beside you is far more than you can imagine!"
The voice just fell.
The prince then drew a sword from a nearby guard and killed the old beggar with a single stroke.
He then boarded the carriage without saying a word.
Do you think he believes it?
He believed, yet he did not believe.
He is the current crown prince, she is his wife, and she is destined to be a phoenix—there's nothing strange about that.
Could the land be stained with blood?!
How can this be.
Inside the carriage, the air was stagnant and icy.
Qingmo gently stroked her hair with her fingertips, then looked up at the Crown Prince: "Your Highness, why are you angry? He's just a mad beggar."
Ying Qian tossed the handkerchief he was using to wipe his hands out the window, his voice low and deep: "It doesn't matter. All I need to know is that you are my wife."
She stared at him intently as the wind blew the carriage curtains.
Brushing past their hair, their black strands intertwined in the light and shadow, like destiny itself.
In the years that followed, the Crown Prince treated her very well and never took any concubines.
Despite the emperor's repeated urging to fill his harem and produce more offspring for the royal family, he single-handedly refused.
Even after the crown prince ascended the throne and she became empress, he still faced pressure from all sides and never took any concubines.
Finally, she gave birth to an heir to the throne for him.
But his life ended in the year he loved her the most.
This was his predetermined fate.
He was named Crown Prince from a young age and was groomed to be the heir apparent. Naturally, he would encounter many open and covert struggles along the way.
His body had been poisoned multiple times and had long since collapsed.
Qingmo didn't do anything; she just didn't save him.
The human heart is unpredictable, let alone that of an emperor.
If he doesn't die, wouldn't she have to stay by his side for the rest of her life?
That won't do, that won't do.
It's more comfortable to be the Empress Dowager.
On the day Ying Qian died, it snowed heavily.
He lay on the dragon bed, his face as pale as paper, with a trace of blood still clinging to his lips.
Qingmo sat beside him, her fingertips gently tracing his eyebrows and eyes, her voice soft and gentle: "Your Majesty, is there anything else you wish to say to me?"
Ying Qian slowly opened his eyes. His dark pupils were still clear, but his breath was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.
He looked at her and suddenly smiled: "Fu'er, did you ever love me?"
Qingmo paused slightly at her fingertips, then chuckled softly: "Why does Your Majesty say such a thing?"
Ying Qian coughed twice, blood trickling from the corner of his lips, but he didn't care. He just stared at her intently: "Because you never seem to care about me."
Qingmo's eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't say anything.
Ying Qian chuckled softly: "As expected... I shouldn't have asked."
He slowly raised his hand, wanting to touch her face, but it fell down in mid-air.
He never heard her say those words herself.
Qingmo watched him breathe his last in silence, without the slightest emotion.
Then, she slowly got up, straightened her clothes, and walked out of the palace.
After Ying Qian's funeral, Qing Mo successfully became the Empress Dowager.
She sat on the Empress Dowager's phoenix throne, overlooking the court, her eyes filled with majesty.
In the imperial court, the ministers argued endlessly about the fact that the new emperor was too young and the country could not be without a ruler for even a day.
Some suggested that the Empress Dowager rule from behind a screen, while others opposed it, arguing that women should not interfere in politics.
Qingmo sneered; she wouldn't do that job.
Thus, the newly crowned champion—the vast majority.
At the Empress Dowager's behest, he became the sole regent and imperial tutor.
With others helping her with the affairs of the previous dynasty, she could simply enjoy her freedom.
There's no need to worry about anyone disagreeing.
When Ying Qian was in power, he had already cleared all obstacles for Qingmo and handed over all the power in his hands to her.
He knew his days were numbered, so he wanted to give her the best of everything.
It has been silent for many years.
Qingmo hasn't seen blood in a long time.
For years, Wei Xuanling has been living a life that's neither alive nor dead; now, it's time to send him on his way.
To be fair, he does have some ambition.
Knowing he was ruined, he took several concubines, who bore him two sons and a daughter.
It is a pity.
An imperial edict was issued.
The entire Marquis's mansion—executed.
Even after receiving the imperial decree ordering the confiscation of his property and the extermination of his clan, Wei Xuanling remained defiant, confined to his wheelchair.
"Poisonous woman, Jiang, Fu—"
Then, he was kicked off his wheelchair by the eunuch who was delivering the imperial decree.
Tsk tsk tsk! How pitiful, she finally gave birth to the heir of the Marquis's mansion, and now, it's all gone.
[Ah! This! It's all gone? The male lead is gone, and the prince, who could be considered a male supporting character, is gone too?]
[Hmm! That's all, I'm sure now, I misread it, this is a female-led drama.]
[But somehow, this feels even more exciting!]
Seeing this, Qingmo revealed a bloodthirsty smile to the comments section, a sinister look on her face.
[Holy crap! What's with the female lead's gaze? I feel like she's looking at me!]
[This is terrifying! Could she be trying to kill me through the internet?!]
[Help! Turn off your phone now!]
Uh! They're overthinking it. Qingmo really wants to, but she can't get that stuff in.
It has no medium and is not a system.
If it could see through, hehehehe—
When people talk about the current Empress Dowager, who doesn't turn pale with fear?
If we're talking about ruthlessness, who's more ruthless than the Empress Dowager?
The Empress Dowager's second imperial edict targeted the Jiang family, her own maternal family, ordering their complete execution.
The reason is also very valid: to prevent interference in politics by relatives of the empress!
What's wrong with her?
Everything she did was for the emperor; everyone should praise the Empress Dowager for her profound understanding and righteousness.
I have to praise her; the Empress Dowager can't stand hearing people say bad things about her.
Anyone who dares to speak ill of her behind her back will face the imperial decree to confiscate their property the very next day.
During the decades that the Empress Dowager reigned, the country was peaceful and prosperous, and the weather was favorable. There was absolutely no corruption among officials.
Because they were all killed—
"Ding, congratulations on completing the mission. We will take you away from this world immediately."
"Ding, area score settled: 1000, balance..."
Cultivation level: Mid-stage Earth Immortal.
"Xiao Wu, let's begin the next task."