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“......”
Mei Ru was suddenly shocked, “Who? Do you know who it is?”
“Why should I tell you? I will tell those who are interested!” Mei Shuang shook her head, “Anyway, you’re about to die, what’s the use of telling you? And even if I tell you, will it help me survive?”
Mei Ru's eyes changed, and she suddenly smiled, “Sister, I didn’t expect you to have learned this trick of deception and bargaining...”
Mei Shuang smiled slightly, “Alright then, let’s not talk about that for now. Let me reveal something about the curse of the Eastern Kingdom. Isn’t everything stemming from that?”
“The curse of the Eastern Kingdom?”
“Yes, once I finish telling you, you’ll know whether I’m deceiving you or not...”
Mei Ru's face turned pale as she looked at Mei Shuang, instinctively feeling as if she was assessing a monster; it couldn’t be, this was impossible!
No one should know about that curse!
Seeing Mei Ru's pale face, Mei Shuang knew she had hit a nerve and said slowly, “Let me tell you a story. Listen closely, years ago, over in the East Sea, the Eastern Kingdom, though small, was well-organized and its people lived in peace. The Jiu Rang Family that ruled the Eastern Kingdom for many years was quite prosperous...”
......
Time rewinds to twenty years ago.
Eastern Kingdom, the palace.
In the grand banquet hall, lanterns were lit and music filled the air.
“Come, come! Today is a joyous day for the Eastern Kingdom; let us raise our glasses to celebrate the princess’s wedding...”
The Eastern Kingdom King, dressed in formal attire and with a beaming smile, raised his wine cup and addressed everyone in the hall.
In the banquet hall, all the men from the Eastern Kingdom and the Jiu Rang Family gathered together to toast in celebration of finding a worthy husband for the only princess of the Jiu Rang Family.
The princess, dressed in vibrant attire, and her handsome husband sat on either side of the king, raising their glasses in gratitude as the king spoke to the crowd.
After three rounds of drinks, the princess's husband stood up, bowed to the king, and politely said, "Esteemed Father-in-law, I have a humble request... Today, our nation celebrates the princess, and I am truly honored. I have specially prepared 'Wuyi Mourning' wine for everyone to enjoy."
With a clap of his hands, several Palace Maids entered carrying exquisite Vermilion Wine Jars. They were covered with red silk, and the jars themselves were adorned with colorful patterns and gilded designs, looking quite luxurious.
Upon hearing the peculiar name "Wuyi Mourning," curiosity sparked among the guests. They had never heard of such a wine and were unsure what it was, but just by looking at the jars, they sensed it must be extraordinary.
Everyone listened intently as the princess's husband continued proudly, "This wine is made from water sourced from the East Sea Eye, which takes forty-nine days to retrieve. After bringing back the water, it must settle for thirty-six days. Additionally, every morning at dawn during the Yin hour, we collect dew. With all these processes combined, it takes eighty-one days to brew just one liter..."
At this point, nearly everyone gasped in astonishment; it took a year to produce a single jar of wine. The rarity of such a product was evident.
Especially considering how long it must have taken to brew these large jars before them.
Men from the Eastern Kingdom enjoyed tasting wine, and this novel creation piqued everyone's interest. Some expressed confusion as to why such a precious wine had never been heard of before.
The princess's husband explained, "This wine is brewed by my family. We have long resided by the seaside in Wuyi. Initially, my father named it 'Wuyi' wine. It took him decades and hundreds of attempts to perfect this brew; the hardships he endured are hard to convey to outsiders. As you all know, retrieving water from the sea eye is perilous; my father nearly lost his life multiple times in pursuit of it. He worked tirelessly to create this wine but passed away just as it was completed; thus, I named it 'Mourning'..."
Hearing about the origins of "Wuyi Mourning" weighed heavily on everyone's hearts; they had not anticipated such perseverance and determination from anyone.
"My father's wish was that if this wine succeeded, it would be offered to His Majesty so that more people could taste it. Now that my father has passed, I shall fulfill his wish in his stead..."
His heartfelt words moved both the Eastern Kingdom King and everyone present deeply.
The Eastern Kingdom King graciously accepted and poured a drink for each man from the Eastern Kingdom Jiu Rang Family.
As everyone gazed at the rich and fragrant liquid before them, they were profoundly impressed.
"Undoubtedly, this is not just a simple drink; it represents a spirit—a spirit of perseverance and unwavering determination that our men from the Eastern Kingdom need to embody. If everyone were like this, our Eastern Kingdom would surely thrive!"
At the call of the Eastern Kingdom King, every man present raised their cups passionately and drank it all down.
Moreover, the Eastern Kingdom King demanded that every man from the Jiu Rang Family, regardless of age, listen to this story and drink a cup of Wuyi Mourning to inspire themselves...
“Wuyi Mourning became famous throughout the world, while the ruling Jiu Rang Family of the Eastern Kingdom slowly fell into disaster... Is that right?”
After saying this, Mei Shuang looked at Mei Ru's face, which was gradually turning pale.
Mei Ru stared at Mei Shuang, her eyes filled with disbelief as she struggled to suppress her inner panic. She scoffed, “How do you know about events from twenty years ago? It’s absurd to make up such a story. How could Wuyi Mourning bring disaster to the Eastern Kingdom...”
“Mei Ru, do you think that Wuyi Mourning is real wine?” Mei Shuang's gaze lightly swept over Mei Ru. “Wuyi Mourning is popular in the Eastern Kingdom and is regarded as the national liquor of the Eastern Kingdom. However, the Wuyi Mourning at that banquet was actually a deadly poison... Am I wrong?”
The color drained from Mei Ru's face.
“It was that wine that caused all the men of the Jiu Rang Family to fall ill and die from various diseases later on, with no way to determine the cause. For young boys in the Eastern Kingdom, those who consumed it would not live past fifteen years. So it’s not a curse; it’s a poison, a virus that can be transmitted through consumption. When adult men drank it, they would pass it on to their wives. Thus, some children were doomed to die shortly after birth; this is the terrifying nature of this virus, aimed at ensuring the Eastern Kingdom becomes extinct... Isn’t that right?”
As soon as Mei Shuang finished speaking, Xiao Luo and Nangong Nuo outside Heavenly Prison were also shocked beyond measure!
The answer that descendants of the Eastern Kingdom had long sought turned out to be this.
It was rumored that Queen Himiko of the Eastern Sea Yamatai Kingdom was skilled in witchcraft; who would have thought it was so powerful?
The key point was how Mei Shuang, this transformed woman, knew about events from decades ago.
Sure enough, a disdainful voice came from inside: “Even so, what does ancient history have to do with me?”
Mei Shuang was speechless.
“Alright, Mei Ru, let me give you a compliment: your shrewdness once made me admire you greatly. How could you possibly not understand what I’m saying? Why should I waste my breath on this? Also, I’ve noticed that aside from being good at feigning sincerity, your ability to act foolish and twist facts is exceptional. In Heavenly Prison, when you stabbed me in the back, you actually managed to say it was suicide; and shockingly, even that emperor believed it...”
"Yes, I hate myself for being soft-hearted back then, for not killing you in one blow. It would have ended everything and left no future troubles." Reflecting on the past, Mei Ru coldly laughed, regretting her decision.
"Don't say you were soft-hearted; it was simply that you didn't dare at that time. You were afraid that if I died, you wouldn't be able to explain yourself... That's why you used this trick..." Mei Shuang mercilessly revealed Mei Ru's thoughts.
Mei Ru was taken aback.
Undoubtedly, the facts once again proved that the sharp-tongued woman before her was not the previous big-breasted and brainless Mei Shuang.
"Who exactly are you?" Mei Ru asked.
"I..." Mei Shuang sighed, "That's really not important. What matters is, Mei Ru, don't you want to know who contributed this wine back then?"
Mei Ru's face suddenly changed color.
She looked into Mei Shuang's dark and bright eyes and suddenly became a bit frantic. "Shut up!"
"Alright," Mei Shuang sighed nonchalantly, "If you don't want to know, then forget it. Although the truth about Zheng Yi has been revealed. The plan of Queen Himiko of Yamataikoku to eliminate the Eastern Kingdom has ultimately failed at your hands..."
As she spoke, Mei Shuang looked around. "This place may be airtight, freezing in winter and scorching in summer, but at least it's still a place. I'm just afraid that some people might not even have such a place left... cough cough, it's getting late; I need to head back. Good night..."
After saying that, Mei Shuang turned as if to leave.
Mei Ru's gaze shifted unpredictably; she was still unwilling to give in. "Speak up; what do you want?"
Mei Shuang stopped, suppressing her inner excitement and trying to keep her tone as calm as possible. "A life for a life... how about that?"
Mei Ru's eyes flickered as if weighing her options for a long time before finally nodding. "Alright. No wonder the emperor went to great lengths to save you; it turns out you're indeed not simple... I hope you can keep your word. Your poison has a way to be resolved..."
When they emerged from the Heavenly Prison, the sky had already begun to lighten with dawn.
Mei Shuang walked down the road with her head drooping, occasionally kicking small stones that blocked her path. Lin Tian'er, who followed her anxiously, was puzzled and felt uneasy, even pessimistically thinking that this was a sign of despair due to Lin Shoutong's impending fate.
After walking absentmindedly for a while, Mei Shuang stopped and looked at the three small pills she held in her hand. She turned back to glance at the increasingly distant Heavenly Prison, her mind echoing with Mei Ru's mocking words.
"Sister, you really are having a stroke of luck. Even the Emperor is now looking at you differently, trying every possible way to save you..."
"You take one of these pills each day; what happens next is up to you. So you only have three days. Whether you succeed or not depends on yourself... Hehe..."
Recalling Mei Ru's malicious voice and staring at the three pills in her hand, Mei Shuang felt a surge of anxiety and confusion.
What the hell! What kind of terrible solution is this!
After cursing Mei Ru, all she could do was look up helplessly at the sky.
What am I supposed to do now?
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