"Cousin..."
Ji Ru Ya looked at the man in front of her, his face brimming with deep affection, and a profound fondness welled up in her eyes. If she could die together with her cousin, she would be utterly content with her life.
However, their seemingly private conversation and affectionate gazes deeply infuriated Emperor Zi Yue. Flames of anger flickered in his eyes as he roared furiously, "Wretched woman, so you have betrayed me all along! Guards, seize this adulterous pair for me!"
After all, no man could take being cuckolded lying down.
Emperor Zi Yue had never expected that Consort Ya, whom he had always doted on, actually had a past with her personal guard and had developed feelings for him. His woman, even in death, could only be buried with him; he would not allow anyone to make a cuckold out of him.
