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Biqiong knelt on the ground with a thud. "Your Highness, you mustn't! That 'Forgetfulness Gu' is nourished by human blood and born from drinking blood. If anything happens, you could lose your life!"
Losing my life? So be it!
I stood up and gazed out at the blooming Camellias, my thoughts drifting away.
Han Wen once gifted me a Camellia Garden filled with various kinds of Camellias. She said I was the person she cherished the most, just like these Camellias.
Now, my beloved Camellia Garden has been burned to the ground by Jiang Zhizhu.
And yet, Han Wen wants me to understand her.
How ridiculous.
Han Wen, have you ever understood me?
"Your Highness..." Biqiong's voice was tinged with a hint of tears.
I turned around and helped her up. "Biqiong, you've been with me for ten years. Have you ever seen me cry?"
"Never."
"Then don't cry for me."
"But the Emperor is being too much! How can she treat you this way?"
"Why can't she treat me this way?"
Indeed.
Why can't she treat me this way?
She is a ruler of a nation, the Son of Heaven.
And I am merely a man who depends on her.
Biqiong said angrily, "The Emperor once promised you a lifetime together as one. She broke that promise first, and now she's forcing you to breed Gu. Your Highness, what she's doing is pushing you to your death!"
"Enough!" I interrupted sharply. "Biqiong, it's one thing to say this in front of me, but if others hear it, watch your head!"
"Your Highness..."
"Biqiong, go and bring out all the rewards from the storeroom."
Biqiong did not understand why, but still complied. I watched as Biqiong counted the gifts one by one: gold, silver, jade, antiques, paintings, and rare medicinal herbs, countless in number.
Biqiong said, "My lord, these are your dowry, prepared for you by your father with a noble title."
"Are you sending these to the Empress?"
I nodded.
"Are you really sending all of them?"
I nodded again, leaving only a few precious medicinal herbs. Those were life-saving items. I kept them for my own use.
I instructed Biqiong to pack those items and send them to Jiang Zhizhu. Biqiong hesitated a bit but still followed through.
After Biqiong left, I sat dejectedly in the chair. Han Wen had promised me a lifetime together as a couple. But she could not fulfill that promise. She wanted to establish Jiang Zhizhu as the Empress, even going so far as to send me to Breeding Gu for Jiang Zhizhu Detoxification. How ridiculous.
I closed my eyes and let the tears flow freely. This was the last time I would cry for her. From now on, I, Jiang Huan, and Han Wen would part ways; our paths would diverge with no further ties.
Before long, Biqiong returned, looking somewhat troubled.
Biqiong told me, "My lord, the Empress said she cannot accept such a grand gift from you."
"She asked you to keep it well."
I let out a sound, prompting Biqiong to put those items back into storage. Jiang Zhizhu summoned me over. As his younger brother, I had to kneel when I saw him. However, when he saw me, he was reclining on a low couch, propped up with one hand against his forehead, exuding an air of lazy arrogance.
He asked me, " Huan, are you willing to breed Gu for my detoxification?" Before I could respond, he chuckled to himself and continued, "If you are willing, I would be immensely grateful."
"You are so understanding; the Emperor will surely reward you." Understanding? Was he mocking me for being knowledgeable and reasonable, implying that I wouldn't compete with him?
Jiang Zhizhu called for maiden and instructed, "Quickly bring my Guanyin of Childbirth here to gift to Consort Chan."
"This way, Consort Chan can share in the joy and perhaps the Emperor will show him more affection." Her eyes were curved with a mocking glint. She was subtly ridiculing me for not being able to bear children for the Emperor.
" Huan, I know you love the Emperor dearly, but you cannot let him remain childless."
"If you as a consort do not put in the effort, it will only give others an opportunity."
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