Chapter 402: Rising Sun and Falling Flowers

Chapter 402

Even without Shang Yang's words, Zhao Hua had already started doing so. Jiang Deshun had served by Xiao Jingheng's side since his childhood and had watched him grow up.

It was difficult to make him join her faction.

However, due to his incurable leg condition and old age, he would retire soon.

At that time, Xiao Yinzi, as his disciple, would most likely replace him as the eunuch and become the new favorite of the emperor.

Zhao Hua had always known that if she wanted to achieve high status, she had to change her background.

Coincidentally, she had amnesia and was pregnant. As long as she remained depressed because of being the "daughter of a guilty official," Xiao Jingheng, considering the future heir, would solve her problems and let her focus on her pregnancy.

In fact, it didn't matter who said it, Zhao Hua only wanted the successful outcome of changing her family background.

But in the end, she chose to let Xiao Yinzi bear the blame.

On that day, Xiao Yinzi accidentally revealed the truth, which angered Xiao Jingheng, and he wanted to execute him.

It was Zhao Hua who sent Xiao Fuzi to save Xiao Yinzi's life.

Whether Xiao Yinzi would remember this act of kindness, Zhao Hua couldn't say for sure.

But she believed that after this incident, Xiao Yinzi would understand the saying "accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger" even more.

When he became the eunuch, he would be in the spotlight but also in great danger.

He was a clever person and would naturally seek an escape route for himself.

If Zhao Hua extended an olive branch to him at that time, he would probably not refuse.

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Shang Yang had kept the secrets of the previous dynasty buried deep in her heart for a long time.

After all, she had to rely on Xiao Jingheng to climb up in the past, so she naturally wouldn't reveal such things.

Now that she had confessed everything at once, she felt a sense of relief.

She lazily leaned against the warm seat and laughed recklessly.

In this pitch-black world where one couldn't see their own hand, Shang Yang stared at her reflection in the mirror. Gradually adjusting to the darkness, she finally saw her own beautifully adorned face after dressing up.

She took a silk handkerchief and carefully tied it around her neck, concealing the obvious signs of aging.

Looking at herself this way, it seemed as if time had not left any marks of its hurried passing.

She remained the same bright and pure young girl she had been when she left her homeland, when she left Jiang Muye's side.

At this moment, Shang Yang had already cut her right wrist and dipped it into the basin that had been used for washing, staining the clear water a vibrant coral color as blood trickled out.

She opened her tightly clenched left hand and looked at the broken red coral ring, smiling peacefully.

"Yelang, I have come to find you," she murmured.

She understood Xiao Jingheng so well that she knew he would never let Jiang Muye go.

What Zhao Hua had said to her was merely a well-intentioned deception.

However, she had been clear-headed her entire life.

Now, at the end, she wanted to be completely confused, to be a fool for once.

Her field of vision gradually became hazy.

Shang Yang felt her eyelids grow heavy.

But just before she closed her eyes, she suddenly saw a dazzling light.

Someone was approaching against the light, getting closer and closer to her.

This time, she clearly saw the appearance of her young lover.

After enduring countless hardships, he remained handsome and unchanged,

Still exuding a charming and energetic demeanor.

He extended his hand towards Shang Yang from a distance, wearing a radiant smile, and spoke to her in a tender tone:

"Yang'er, I will take you home."

In the third day of the fourth month of the ninth year of Qiyuan, Consort Wei Linlan passed away due to illness at the age of twenty in Zhaochun Palace.