"Hongxin, didn't you say that this ring was left to you by your mother?"
"How come she has an identical one?"
She pointed at me aggressively, "Hongxin, I want the ring on her hand."
"If she doesn't give it to me, I'll break her finger."
I remember that ring.
That year, Liangqiu Hongxin and I had just fallen in love.
I made two rings with my own hands.
One for myself and one that I secretly placed on the sleeping Liangqiu Hongxin's hand.
Liangqiu Hongxin smiled and complained, "This doesn't look like something a man would wear."
I teased him, "What should a man wear then?"
Later, he never took it off.
I thought he would wear it for a lifetime.
But now, he has taken it off.
I took off the ring and threw it towards Puyi, "If you deserve it, then pick it up yourself."
Puyi's face turned pale with anger but could only look helplessly at Liangqiu Hongxin.
"Hongxin..."
Liangqiu Hongxin grabbed my hand and shouted, “Sang Yi, pick up the ring.”
His gaze fell on the marks on my finger.
Liangqiu Hongxin’s expression darkened, like a wolf that had been robbed of its prey.
I stared at him without moving.
The atmosphere in the court suddenly became tense and strange.
“Hongxin, let it go.”
Puyi linked her arm with his and said softly, “It’s just a ring; I don’t want it anymore.”
“Please don’t get angry; I’m worried it will harm your health.”
Puyi spoke with a sense of grievance, and Liangqiu Hongxin’s expression gradually softened.
He looked at me, sneered, and left with a wave of his sleeve.
11
Accompanying the prince was a sorcerer named Fukang.
It is said that he could predict the future through astrology and was capable of anything.
He is one of the few extraordinary talents in the world.
Fukang wore a white robe, exuding an ethereal aura.
He sat in the crowd like a pearl, attracting everyone's attention.
Even the arrogant Puyi couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.
He, however, seemed completely unaware, just sitting there, playing with his wine glass, staring intently at me.
I suddenly snapped back to reality and hurriedly averted my gaze.
What was wrong with me? Why had I been staring at a stranger for so long?
As I was lost in thought, Liangqiu Hongxin pulled me into his embrace.
One hand wrapped around my waist while the other played with my fingers.
His demeanor was frivolous, as if he were a decadent ruler entranced by beauty.
And I was the Enchantress who captivated his heart.
He leaned close to my ear and whispered, "My beloved, do you think he is handsome?"
His tone seemed to carry a hint of jealousy.
"Your Majesty, are you jealous?"
I countered him.
"How could that be?"
Liangqiu Hongxin refused to admit it, but the expression on his face clearly showed he was jealous.
I pushed him away with force, stood up, and coldly said in his ear, "Liangqiu Hongxin, you really disgust me."
Liangqiu Hongxin's face instantly turned very ugly.
I defied Liangqiu Hongxin, refusing to make him happy, so he retaliated by taking everything from me.
The flower field I had personally planted was destroyed by his orders and replaced with flowers that Puyi liked.
The high lookout pavilion I had specially built was sealed off, allowing only Puyi to come and go.
But I didn't care at all.
I was close to death.
For me, death was a release.
Until Chief Zhao came with people to dismantle my favorite swing set.
I sighed softly, poured a bucket of oil on the swing set, and casually tossed a fire starter.
As I watched the flames engulf the swing set, I sat on the threshold, observing them frantically bringing water to extinguish the fire.
Before long, all that remained of the swing set were the glowing red iron rods.
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