Her soaring merits for saving the Dynasty and the Emperor only earned her this forgiveness?
An abandoned palace to die in, trapped for His Majesty's personal use.
He… was still this cold and selfish.
Madam Feng smiled quietly, her expression determined and vague. She looked up as she replied: "As Your Majesty commands."
"Mingying." Happiness flashed in the Emperor's eyes and he took her hand, stepping out from behind the curtains. "Come… let me look at you…"
He set a hand on her shoulder and turned her to the bead-curtained jade bed, incense lingering around them.
He grasped her hand, finally claiming that warmth and tenderness he had longed after for so many years.
She leaned into his embrace, waiting for the final end to this life of pain and suffering.
