Chapter 119 (2/2)

That dazzling scene made Yanmo Han’s entire body freeze in place. Just now, he tried to avoid this cuckhold scene, but now he simply wanted to listen to the woman’s moans for a while.

She called for him the entire time.

The frozen Yanmo Han noticed the woman waking up from her confused state, and slaped Yanmo Yu across the face. She was so angry that she wanted to pierce a sword into his chest.

Yanmo Yu fled and left a promise that he will never let her down.

Qin Buyao felt ashamed of herself, having wronged the emperor. So she asked Cuihuan to find a slow acting poison that she took daily. She gradually lost weight and her face was getting thinner and haggard.

But as this was happening, the Yanmo Han in the dream didn’t seem to notice. He wandered among countless beauties and forgot about Qin Buyao’s existence. Even if he occasionally went to her palace, Qin Buyao wore heavy makeup, so he didn’t notice. Not only that, he disliked Qin Buyao’s rouge scent on her body and visited her less and less.

Qin Buyao lifted the poisoned soup in her hand and threw the medicine bowl to the ground fiercely. “No, why should ben gong accept my death alone? Indeed, it’s true that ben gong has done something unforgivable, but when has the emperor ever treated ben gong well? Thus, even if ben gong were to suffer and die, ben gong will definitely take him with me!”

Then, the corner of the woman’s mouth slightly evoked a sweet arc, “Yanmo Han, do you remember what you told me when you married me? That we’ll be together in life and in death?4 Now, beng gong isn’t clean anymore, really, want, to, die, how about you accompany ben gong in death, won’t you?”5

The translucent Yanmo Han heard the woman’s sweet and cruel words and couldn’t help but step back. He opened his mouth slightly as if he was frightened by the woman’s appearance in front of him.

He has never seen such a Qin Buyao, in his previous life or his current new life.

After this, Yanmo Han saw many other scenes. The discouraged and frustrated Qin Buyao hooked up with Xianwang, Yanmo Yu, and worked together to obtain his throne. Everything coincided with the experience of his previous life.

Until the end, Qin Buyao wore a complicated and gorgeous queen phoenix robe to the imperial court and knelt down with Yanmo Yu.

Yanmo Han thought that everything was over here. But he didn’t expect to see Qin Buyao dragging her heavy phoenix robe back to Fengming Palace and stripped her outer robes one by one, finally revealing white mourning clothes.

The woman arranged her clothes in front of the bronze mirror, smiled and looked at herself in the mirror, then used a very gentle tone: “Brother Han, now that your throne is gone and all the women in your harem have abandoned you, you have nothing, you only have me. In this world, only I, Qin Buyao, is willing to accompany you to death. When you arrive in hell, I’ll be the only one beside you. Hahahaha…”

After saying this, the woman took out the poison hidden in her sleeve and swallowed it.

At the same time, Yanmo Han, who was in dire straits in prison, also took the poison.

The two died at almost the same time, but one was in dire straits while the other had riches and honor.

The woman gave up supremacy and glory and died on the same day as the traitor.

Yanmo Han, who had witnessed everything, was shocked. He trembled twice unsteadily, then fell to his knees and sat on the ground.

In the last scene, Qin Buyao drank all the poisonous wine and fell to the ground. Her mouth and nose bled, and her face was pale, just like the mourning clothes she wore.

No, how could this be?

How could this be the truth?

This is impossible!

Yanmo Han only felt his qi and blood rolling in his chest, then he suddenly woke up from the dream, agitated. And the qi that was turbulent caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yanmo Han gasped hard, clutching the edge of the bed with both hands.

This is just a dream. It’s not true, it can’t be true!