Xiao Ci has been extremely busy these days, running around like a chicken with its head cut off.
I estimate it's because letting Song Jue go caused other Ghost Kings to have opinions.
Today, I was secretly setting up a formation in the hall. It's a forbidden technique from Heaven, a technique that can make Xiao Ci and I die together.
Who knew Xiao Ci suddenly came in. My heart panicked. I stood up, barely maintaining composure. I said, "What are you doing here?"
Xiao Ci smiled and glanced at me, with some charm. He said, "What is Your Highness busy with?"
I poured a cup of water, suppressed the nervousness. While drinking water, I responded, "What can I do?"
Who knew Xiao Ci just walked close to me, grabbed, or should I say, pinched my waist. He said, "How about Your Highness busily embroiders the wedding dress?"
I lightly made a sound. This person lowered his head to look at me. His gaze seemed like inspection. Then he smiled. I didn't understand what it meant, and he left again, coming and going in a hurry.
The days near the wedding, the entire Underworld atmosphere is very wrong.
It turns out Heaven is attacking. This is not a secret, and no one hid it from me. The one leading the army is still Song Jue.
I shook my spirit. The embroidery needle accidentally pierced into my finger. Blood beads came out. I don't know when Xiao Ci came. He grabbed my hand, pulled it over, and lightly sucked on it.
I frowned and pulled back. This person's expression also stiffened. He squinted, looking unhappy. He said, "What is Your Highness thinking about?"
I continued lowering my head to embroider the wedding dress and didn't respond to him. He had some indescribable sarcasm. He said, "Even if Heaven attacks the Fourth Ghost King Palace, Your Highness is still going to marry me."
My wedding with Xiao Ci, compared to Shang Xian's marriage back then, is really meager.
It's not about the arrangement being meager. Just looking at this palace, I couldn't help but suspect if Xiao Ci took out all his family assets to hold this wedding.
What is meager is that no one came.
Although I'm somewhat curious why no one came, I don't want to ask.
Xiao Ci just held my hand, smiling, steps light, in very good mood, and seems to not plan to care if anyone comes.
Because there was no one, after the ceremony, Xiao Ci entered the wedding chamber with me.
He lifted the golden bead curtain in front of me and handed over the silver-white wine cup. Looking at me, very gentle and bewitching, he said, "Your Highness, drink the reunion wine."
I looked at the silver-green liquid in the cup, didn't take it, frowned, and said, "What is this?"
Xiao Ci took my hand, forced it in. He said, "Wang Chuan water. Doesn't Your Highness recognize it?"
The matter of Song Jue drinking Wang Chuan water is not a secret in the three realms. I felt Xiao Ci was mocking me. I reached to smash the wine cup. Xiao Ci seemed to see through my thought and lightly stopped me.
I raised my head to look at him and said, "I won't drink."
Xiao Ci is ultimately not good-tempered. His smile was already somewhat ugly. He said, "Then I will feed Your Highness."
He drank the water in the cup and came to kiss me, pinching my chin, prying open my teeth.
I pushed hard, but still drank some. I quickly leaned over the bed and vomited, trying to spit it out.
Nothing came out. I raised my head, red-eyed, looking at Xiao Ci, and found his expression was neither angry nor cold, but lonely. He said lightly, "No."
I froze. Then I felt it was also right. Just now, during the entanglement, Xiao Ci also drank a lot. If it wasn't Wang Chuan water, I patted my chest in relief and was too lazy to ask what that thing was.
When Xiao Ci slowly untied his own belt, the string in my mind tightened. I stared at him tightly. He undresses beautifully, but I didn't have time to appreciate. My right hand slowly formed a seal behind.
Xiao Ci was always smiling, undressing until only the red middle robe remained. Then he reached to remove all the gold hairpins from my head.
When Xiao Ci's kiss landed on my bare shoulder, the seal was formed. I don't need to pretend with him anymore. I looked at him quietly and said, "Die with me, Xiao Ci."
Xiao Ci didn't raise his head, just lightly turned to kiss my neck. His voice was somewhat hoarse. He said, "Okay."
As his voice fell, the light from the killing formation slowly brightened. I felt biting pain. I couldn't help but tightly pinch Xiao Ci's waist and shed tears from stress.
Xiao Ci seemed to not feel pain, lightly kissed my tears, and coaxed me. He said, "Your Highness, don't cry."
I felt vitality flowing away bit by bit. I couldn't help murmuring, "Are you sick?"
He and I clearly have deep grievances, whether in life or after death.
When my consciousness was about to disappear, I saw Song Jue barge in with a cold expression. He was in white clothes with blood, his face cold as frost and in pain.
I wanted to talk to him but couldn't open my mouth.
Song Jue pushed the pale, dying Xiao Ci off me and hugged me into his arms. His hand was shaking, voice also shaking. He said, "Sister, you don't want me again."
His eyes were red at the corners. I wanted to reach out and touch him but had no strength.
This person, never forgot me.
He was pretending, blaming me, purposely cold to me all along. So bad.
It's good that he still remembers me.
But I suddenly hoped he forgot me.
I lightly turned my head and saw Xiao Ci smiling, with some indescribable hopelessness.
When I finally lost consciousness, I saw him crush one of the two beads in his hand. What was that?
[Translator's Note (T/N):] So dramatic! The wedding, the poison, the formation, and Song Jue's return! What an ending!