Sorry, the Patricidal Tyrant Seems Beastly (1 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 22
“Have you heard the news? His Majesty is on his deathbed.”
The Emperor had endured a long illness.
At some point, he began suffering from madness, claiming he saw the late Emperor and ordering the tomb to be dug up.
After excavating that tomb, they moved it elsewhere,
and from then on, the Emperor gradually descended further into madness until he lost his senses.
He blocked his eyes and ears,
withered day by day from his affliction, and beheaded his ministers one by one.
He cut out the tongues of those who spoke truthfully and severed their heads.
The Emperor had gone mad, and his kin had grown corrupt.
The Central Elders and key ministers were all relatives of the late Emperor.
Just look at the Hall of Eternal Slumber—it was clear enough.
The Hall of Eternal Slumber was where the imperial ancestors’ remains were enshrined.
It was here that the First Founding King was buried, and the Hall served as a place to honor and mourn the dead.
“How has the imperial house come to this…?”
“If the First Founding King saw the palace now, he’d be horrified.”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
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After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
And this childish arrogance is one reason you are still referred to as a child.
At last she is properly tiny and delicate and frail.
*screaming with rage*