"Senior sister, Master, don't be sad for me..." Huan Juntian's eyelids slowly closed, "This is what I owe my senior brother, and I should repay it..."
The willow-leaf dagger fell from Huan Juntian's hand, the blood on it washed away by the rain, as if it were newly born.
Huan Changming clutched the only remaining tattered garment, his eyes clouded as he stared at Huan Juntian's corpse.
Your junior brother followed you in death; you two were like a pair of doomed lovers.
What about me?
Then what am I, Huan Changming?
Huan Changming clutched the tattered clothes in his arms, tears welling in his eyes, and gave a self-deprecating laugh, "But I won't let you have your way..."
A note from the author:
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I really need the book "The Demon Lord is My Ex-Boyfriend"!
Yue Luoti is a fairy, but she can neither subdue demons nor exorcise monsters. She spends her days holed up in her palace, wasting her time and being a useless person. It is said that the heavenly realm does not keep useless people, but she alone can so openly and honestly waste her days, which makes her many diligent and hardworking fairy friends very envious.
One day, a newly ascended immortal couldn't help but feel indignant: "All the immortals are working hard for the sake of all living beings. How can you, an immortal, be so depraved? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Heavenly Emperor?"
Yue Luoti thought for a moment and said, "The Demon Lord is my ex-boyfriend."
Xiao Xian: "So what? He's long since vanished into thin air, and he can't support you anymore..."
Yue Luoti patted his shoulder, "I killed him."
Xiao Xian: !! This woman is ruthless!
The Demon Lord Jing Shui Lou ruled over the three realms of demons, monsters, and ghosts. He was infamous and the Heavenly Realm always regarded him as a major threat. Three hundred years ago, the Heavenly Realm sent a stunningly beautiful goddess to the mortal world to lure him into the path of love, which finally led to his complete annihilation.
Unexpectedly, three hundred years later, he was resurrected—
Demons, monsters, and ghosts, all beings of the three realms, knelt on the banks of the River of the Underworld to welcome the king's return. The river water was stained a deep, inky black by resentment, and it surged and flowed backward, creating towering waves. From within these waves, a figure slowly emerged—
The crowd bowed their heads and shouted, "Welcome back, Your Majesty!"
"Bring Yue Luoti here..." Jing Shuilou was enveloped in an intense aura of resentment, his dark eyes flashing with a chilling bloodlust, "I want to tear her apart and devour her!"
However, when Yue Luoti was actually brought before him, he asked in a hoarse voice with red eyes, "You said you liked me, but it was all an act from beginning to end?"
My ex-boyfriend, whom I killed, has come back to life and is asking me if I still love him. What should I do? Urgent help needed online!#
[Reading Guide]
1. Not a love-hate relationship in the traditional sense; loved, and have no regrets.
2.1v1, he;
3. Everything is uncertain before the article begins.
Chapter 51
After the new emperor's coronation ceremony ended, the rain over the capital city never stopped.
It should have been a season of warm spring weather and bright sunshine, but instead, it was raining incessantly and covered with dark clouds. To the people of Liguo, this scene was hardly a good omen.
But they didn't know that inside the palace, the atmosphere was even more oppressive than the sudden downpour and dark clouds.
Red silk banners hung throughout the palace, and double happiness characters adorned the doors, windows, and walls of the hall. Bright red lanterns illuminated the pavilions and palaces.
The new emperor was getting married, and the entire palace was filled with joy, but the woman he was marrying was dead.
The hall was brightly lit with candles, and red tears dripped from the candlesticks. An open coffin sat in the center of the hall, and Huan Changming lay inside.
He was wearing a bright red wedding robe, and the burns on his face had not yet healed. The ugly scars on his handsome face looked extremely out of place.
It was terrifying, like a beautiful ghost.
But he seemed oblivious to it all, his eyes vacant as if he had aged a hundred years. He held a pair of dull golden wings in his arms, moving them with extreme care, afraid of breaking them.
He couldn't find even a single piece of Lu Pianpian's remains in the bone-burning furnace; all that remained of Lu Pianpian were her wings.
It was broken by Lu Pianpian herself and given to him; Lu Pianpian's scent still lingered on it.
Huan Changming had never coveted them, but now these wings had become his last wish.
"My little butterfly," Huan Changming murmured wistfully, "Now that we're married, no one can take you away from me anymore..."
Huan Juntian won't do, life and death won't do, nobody will do.
Following the imperial decree, the commander of the Imperial Guards moved more than a dozen wooden boxes from the national treasury into the wedding hall. He was the one who had seized these items and put them into the national treasury that day, and now he was bringing them out again. Looking at the scene before him, he couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report."
Huan Changming emerged from the coffin, unconcerned about the dust and dirt accumulated on the wooden boxes, and personally opened them, revealing the bright red betrothal gifts inside.
Those were the betrothal gifts that Lu Pianpian brought from the Lu family to marry him, but he was blinded by power at the time and did not know the value of these things.
He pulled out a piece of red cloth and draped it over himself. "Senior Brother Pianpian, I accept your betrothal gifts. From now on, we are husband and wife..."
A smile appeared in his empty eyes, clear as a child's. He was overjoyed to have finally obtained the treasure he had longed for.
The commander of the Imperial Guards looked troubled. He knelt down and kowtowed, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Former Imperial Seal Officer Lu Zhong committed suicide in prison a few days ago. It was my oversight, and I beg Your Majesty to punish me!"
The smile in Huan Changming's eyes faded little by little. "Is my queen aware of this matter?"
The commander of the Imperial Guards paused for a moment before realizing who the Queen was, and then truthfully replied, "Your Majesty, the Queen visited the prison the day after Lu Zhong's death, the very day she attempted to release the traitor Huan Juntian..."
No wonder he was so desperate to escape him.
It turns out that his heart had already died that day.
"You're the ones who killed him." Huan Changming's voice was hoarse. "Today is our wedding day, and blood must not be spilled in our wedding hall. Get down... Die the same way Lu Zhong died..."
"Your Majesty, please allow me to explain! Although I am responsible for my oversight, Prime Minister Jing did have a secret conversation with Lu Zhong the night before his death. I hope Your Majesty will investigate thoroughly!"
Huan Changming glanced at the pair of wings in his arms, now only a faint golden sheen remained, and said wearily, "Bring him here."
After Lu Pianpian's death, Qu Surou and Qu Fuyi took Huan Juntian's body back for burial, and there was no situation of becoming enemies with Li Kingdom.
Jingyi's plan to kill two birds with one stone succeeded, eliminating two major threats to both Huan Changming and himself. Upon receiving Huan Changming's summons, he was overjoyed and immediately changed into his official robes, entering the palace with a radiant expression.
He wasn't surprised by the scene inside the palace. He knew perfectly well that His Majesty had feelings for Lu Pianpian, but now that Lu Pianpian was dead, even if His Majesty's feelings were deep, he couldn't give them to a dead person. He still had decades to live, and he didn't believe he was inferior to a dead person.
He was magnanimous in his heart, but when he saw Huan Changming dressed in wedding robes in front of the wedding hall, he was still deeply hurt.
He knelt down and kowtowed, taking the lead in admitting his responsibility: "Your Majesty, it was my oversight that allowed Qu Surou to escape. I beg Your Majesty to punish me."
Huan Changming didn't care at all about Qu Surou.
"Did you kill Lu Zhong?"
Jingyi's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously tried to cover it up: "Your Majesty, I do not know what you are asking about..."
Huan Changming grabbed Jing Yi by the neck and lifted him up, demanding, "Did you kill Lu Zhong?!"
Jing Yi struggled suffocatingly, but Huan Changming showed no mercy. If he didn't hear the answer he wanted, he would strangle Jing Yi. "No... I only went to persuade him to surrender to Your Majesty, but he wouldn't listen... and he even killed himself by banging his head against a wall..."
Lu Zhong was such a loyal and virtuous man; if he were willing to surrender, why would it be up to him to persuade him?
It was clear that he was using this to force Lu Zhongsheng to his death in the dungeon.
"Who gave you permission to act on your own? If you hadn't gone to all this trouble, Pianpian wouldn't have tried to kill herself..." Huan Changming tightened his grip on Jingyi's neck. "I never intended to kill any of them. What are you really up to?"
"It is because Your Majesty... did not kill them... that I must take action on Your Majesty's behalf... to resolve this matter..."
Jing Yi's eyes rolled back as he was about to faint. Huan Changming released his neck, and he fell to the ground, clutching his neck and coughing desperately.
But the pain in his heart was deeper than the pain on his neck. "Your Majesty, I know you are deeply in love with Lu Pianpian, so if you won't do these things, then I will have to do them for you..."
He calmed down and looked at the wings that Huan Changming was holding in his arms. He said with some sarcasm, "If it weren't for my planning for Your Majesty, Your Majesty would have been bewitched by Lu Pianpian long ago. How could you have obtained the wings of the Spirit Rhinoceros Butterfly so easily?"
"You're the one who told Pianpian that I wanted his wings?" Huan Changming's knuckles turned white as he held the wings. "Didn't you?!"
"Yes!" Jing Yi got up from the ground. "I'm devoted to His Majesty. What have I done wrong? Does His Majesty intend to blame Lu Pianpian's death on me now?"
“Since I, Jingyi, met Your Majesty, everything I have done has been for Your Majesty’s sake! On the other hand, Lu Pianpian has repeatedly pointed his sword at Your Majesty, trying to take Your Majesty’s life. Doesn’t he deserve to die?”
Huan Changming was furious. "Shut up!"
Jingyi laughed through his tears, “Your Majesty, my heart and feelings for you are beyond reproach... But you not only disregard my feelings, you also fall in love with someone who wants to kill and hurt you! Your Majesty, why can’t you look at the person in front of you?”
He knelt at Huan Changming's feet, humbly clinging to Huan Changming's leg, "Your Majesty, Lu Pianpian doesn't love you at all! Only I love you, only I love you wholeheartedly..."
Jingyi's words came from the bottom of his heart, from his true feelings. He hoped that Huan Changming would change his mind after hearing his heartfelt words.
But in Huan Changming's blue eyes, there was nothing but anger and killing intent.
"The person in front of me has never been you." Huan Changming kicked Jing Yi away, his whole body trembling with resentment.
It was his oversight and his stupidity that gave Jingyi an opportunity to take advantage of him and caused Pianpian to misunderstand him.
"You killed Pianpian, you forced us husband and wife to be separated by death..."
Huan Changming summoned his sword, Lu Pianpian's natal sword, which he held firmly in his hand and pointed at Jing Yi's throat. "Jing Yi, I will kill you!"
Jing Yi was not afraid of death; what he hated was Huan Changming's disdain for his love. "Even if you kill me, Lu Pianpian won't come back to life! He's already dead in the incinerator, not even leaving you a fragment. Your Majesty, don't you understand?"
"I merely revealed a few truths to him, and he wants to sever all ties with you, even threatening to kill himself to escape you?"
"Because he is utterly disappointed in His Majesty... no, not just disappointed, Lu Pianpian hates you!"
"Lu Pianpian hates you to death! She hates you so much that she doesn't even want to be by your side, even in death!"
Jing Yi provoked Huan Changming with a vengeful tone. Huan Changming wanted to retort, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Huan Changming tightened his grip on his sword, piercing Jing Yi's shoulder with a single thrust. "You forced him to this point, you're the one who ruined us..."
Jingyi spat out a mouthful of blood and smiled at him, "Your Majesty should be able to empathize now... How painful it must be to be abandoned by the one you love!"
Huan Changming's eyes were filled with blood mist. He slashed off Jing Yi's left leg with his sword, and blood splattered everywhere.
The pain in his heart was nothing compared to the possibility of his beloved being burned by the raging fire.
Jing Yi could not bear such pain and wanted to smash his head against the coffin to end it all, but Huan Changming pulled him back, saying, "Don't let your blood stain Pianpian."
Jing Yi stared in horror at the man standing in front of him. The man was right in front of him, but his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty killing intent, and Jing Yi's figure was nowhere to be seen.
What exactly did he do wrong?
He was the one who met His Majesty first, he was the one who was absolutely loyal to His Majesty, and he was the one who was even willing to die for His Majesty. What wrong did he do?