Zhao Jingyi sat on the sedan chair in a very good mood and disembarked properly outside the Emperor's palace.
The maids and eunuchs guarding the palace gates had not received orders to prohibit entry, and those inside were having too much fun, so no one stopped her.
Zhao Jingyi also had her attendants wait outside the hall and approached the door of Zhao Jingheng's sleeping quarters.
Upon reaching the door and hearing the sounds from within, Zhao Jingyi was struck as if by lightning. The lewd and complex noises.
It turned out her beloved brother wasn't bothered by the Empress's show of dominance, but was instead utterly consumed by it.
Zhao Jingyi angrily pushed open the door. Several people were gathered and still engaged in their activities. Those resting nearby noticed her and froze in shock, too stunned to move.
The revelry had made them forget Zhao Jingyi's presence, and at that moment, they only thought that no one would dare to barge into the Emperor's chambers.
The group stood frozen, unsure of what to do. The person before them was a princess, the Emperor's most cherished person. Now that she had seen everything, what would become of them?
The Emperor looked towards her, wishing he could burrow a hole into the ground. His gaze darted around, filled with extreme embarrassment.
He least wanted Jingyi to see him in such a disheveled state. How could he, feeling so disgusting, still be worthy of Jingyi? Now that she had seen it, would she already be disgusted and loathe him?
She was such a pure soul and should not be tainted by someone like him. Once his body recovered, he would find a good consort for her.
Their relationship was not recognized by the world. He couldn't be so selfish as to drag her down to hell with him. She deserved a bright and beautiful future.
He opened his mouth, wanting to ask her to leave, but his throat was dry and his lips were chapped. Seeing him like this, the last string in Zhao Jingyi's heart snapped.
"You beasts all deserve to die."
As she spoke, she threw a packet of powder. Taking advantage of their weakened state, she stepped forward, drew the treasured sword placed beside the dragon couch, and, with ease, slew more than a dozen people, staining the floor crimson with blood.
They dared not resist, nor did they wish to. They all knew the princess was skilled in poisons and could easily kill them. But what then?
Having committed such treasonous acts, they would face endless pursuit. It was better to die by the princess's hand now.
With less struggle and toil, they could also be deeply remembered by His Majesty. Before they died, each of them stared wide-eyed towards the Emperor.
Zhao Jingyi went on a killing spree, her red work clothes becoming even more vibrant with blood. She then threw the sword to the ground and knelt, caressing Zhao Jingheng's face.
"Brother, I'm sorry. You've suffered. I should have come sooner. It's all because that bitch Xiao Wenxuan distracted me. Brother, you must not be harmed. We will be together forever."
Zhao Jingheng's tears flowed uncontrollably. He shook his head with all his might.
"Brother, don't be afraid. No one will know. I will help you. You are still the most noble Son of Heaven of Zhao."
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Yi'er is here. As long as Yi'er is here, brother will be fine."
She dressed the imperial guards and, with all her might, dragged Zhao Jingheng into a cabinet to hide him. She closed the cabinet door, deliberately leaving a gap with a piece of cloth.
Zhao Jingheng felt an unbearable heartache. The pampered little princess had gone this far for him, even staining her hands with blood. He owed her more than he could repay in this lifetime.
"Brother, don't be afraid. It will be better in a moment."
Zhao Jingyi messed up her hair, tears streaming down her face as she ran out like a madwoman.
"Help! There are assassins! There are assassins in the room!"
A eunuch quickly went to notify the Imperial Guards. Zhao Jingyi just kept crying, feigning a state of terrified madness.
Several eunuchs bravely entered and were almost scared to death by the bloody scene. When the commander of the Imperial Guards arrived, Zhao Jingyi trembled and shook her head, saying she was scared.
Commander Zhu: "Princess, please calm down. Have you seen His Majesty?"
"I... so much blood. I'm so scared. When I came in, they were all lying here. Has Imperial Brother been captured by bad people? I really don't know anything."
"One person wasn't dead yet. He lunged at me. I didn't mean to kill him; I was just too scared. So much blood splattered on me. Commander Zhu, you must save Imperial Brother! Wuwuwu~"
Commander Zhu immediately dispatched people to search the palace. Seeing her state, he couldn't bear to ask further. He only instructed the palace servants to take good care of her and went to search himself.
"Xiang Xiang, I want to take a bath."
"Princess, let's go back to the palace first."
"I don't want too much blood, I'm so scared. I want to stay here. I want to wait for Imperial Brother to return. It's too terrifying outside, I don't want to go out. I'm scared, Xiang Xiang, I'm so scared."
Xiang Xiang was in a dilemma. Everyone looked at her with pity, thinking the princess was truly pitiful, surely such a distressing event would leave a psychological scar.
After Xiang Xiang had spoken with some people from the Emperor's palace, she prepared bathwater and clean clothes in an empty room next to the bedroom.
Xiang Xiang came to invite her, intending to help her bathe. Zhao Jingyi pushed her away violently, as if driven mad.
"Don't touch me. None of you touch me. There are bad people, all of you go out and guard."
"Yes."
Seeing everyone pushed outside the hall, Zhao Jingyi immediately opened the cabinet. She helped Zhao Jingheng out and slowly moved him to another room.
Zhao Jingheng felt as if he had come back to life after soaking in the hot water. Zhao Jingyi quickly washed herself, changed into clean clothes, and began to clean Zhao Jingheng's posterior.
Zhao Jingheng's veins bulged with pain, but he dared not make a sound. His entire body was covered in wounds, exposed before her like this. Zhao Jingheng felt deeply ashamed.
"Brother, why is this happening? Are they crazy, daring to treat you like this?"
As she spoke, tears began to flow. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"A'yi, I'll let you go..."
His heart ached as he spoke these words, and he dared not look into Zhao Jingyi's eyes.
"Brother doesn't like me anymore? A'yi is really suffering."
"No, it's that brother is not worthy of you."
"What nonsense are you saying? We are a match made in heaven. No person or thing can separate us."
"A'yi, won't you regret it? Those... those beasts didn't even spare my front."
He was extremely ashamed as he said this, his entire body flushing red. He felt nothing but pain. He might be ruined...
"I don't regret it. No matter what you become, I will not regret it."
Suddenly, a foul odor broke the ambiguous atmosphere. Zhao Jingheng wished he could faint.
He was too severely injured; he really couldn't control himself.
"A'yi, don't bother with me anymore. I can manage myself."