When I arrived, several eunuchs were torturing Lucille. It was said that it’s because she refused to sign the confession letter and was clamoring to see the Emperor. \"I won\'t sign! I won\'t sign even if I die! The Emperor! Go and find the Emperor! I want to see the Emperor!\" Of course she wouldn\'t sign, because she knew that once she signed it, her life would be over. Probably after hearing my footsteps, the eunuchs hurriedly let go of Lucille, knelt down and bowed to me, \"The slaves greet Concubine Lisa!\" I waved my hand and motioned them to skip the formalities, but Lucille, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly raised her head. Her delicate face had long been filthy, with a disheveled hair that looked mad, her cold eyes were glaring at me, \"Elisa Lin!\" The eunuch, who was still holding the torture instrument in his hand, kicked her on her body, \"How dare you address Concubine Lisa by her name!\" I frowned, my tone of
\"Give up! He won\'t see you,\" I said in disgust as I stood up and kicked away her hand that was holding my skirt. There was so much blood on her hand that it made me sick and nauseous! I looked at her and sneered, \"Now that you have no use, do you think he will still keep you? Stop dreaming, Lucille. I might as well inform you that the Emperor has even drafted the imperial abolition edict for the Empress. When you sign the confession, it will be announced to the world!\" \"Abolition edict...\" Lucille\'s body trembled and murmured the words repeatedly. But in a flash, she jumped up again, and yelled, \"Impossible! You’re lying! Bitch, don\'t you dare provoke me! The Emperor spoils me so much! He made me a queen as soon as I entered the palace. How could he just dispose of me?\" She refused to believe me, she thought that everything I said just now was my way of taking revenge for everything she did to me. I suddenly remembered how half a month a
At this point, my heart ached and I couldn\'t help but shed tears. I rushed to her and tightly grasped her neck, my repressed emotions finally breaking out, \"You shouldn’t have killed my brother\'s baby! You had Cristin killed too! They had nothing to do with you yet you cruelly murdered them! With so much blood on your hands, do you think you still deserve to live?\" The hatred in my heart became stronger and stronger that I wanted to strangle her to death to avenge my brother\'s child and Cristin! Lucille struggled desperately. She tried to break away from my grasp with all her strength, but I just clutched it tighter and tighter as several traces of purple were printed on her white and smooth neck. Her face was flushed with suffocation, and with the blood stains on it, she looked terrifying. Someone rushed in and knelt at my feet and begged, \"No, my lady! She hasn\'t been charged yet! The Emperor has ordered that she must sign the confession personall
I drove away the guards who were following me and climbed up the tallest wall in this palace. When the wind blew, I stood on the high wall, opened my hands, closed my eyes, and let the breeze blow through the ends of my hair and across my cheeks. My big red dress fluttered, dancing gracefully with the wind. It must look like the bloody edge of the horizon with the setting sun. Cristin, do you see it? The person who killed you is dead and she has been punished accordingly. Are you looking down right now? Cristin, you must be lonely over there by yourself. Don\'t worry, I will be with you soon. Cristin, I especially wore your favorite big red dress today. You said that red looks festive, so I thought it was most suitable for a day like today. Cristin, do you blame me? Do you blame me for not listening to you and returning to the most prosperous and ruthless place in the world? Don’t worry, I will leave here... soon.
My name is Lisa Jiang, and I am the only princess of the Western Kingdom. I also have an older brother named Philip Jiang. He’s five years older than me and is the prince of the Western Kingdom. Zach was the child my father picked up from the mass grave when I was five years old. When I first saw him, he was only seven years old. He was skinny and dying of hunger. It took strength to rescue him. When he first arrived at the palace, everyone saw that he was timid and didn\'t like to talk, and he seemed like he was always on guard. When he was older and became familiar with the palace environment, my father asked him to accompany my brother as his reading companion, but privately, his food and clothing costs were almost the same as my mine and my brother’s. My father said he was very pitiful, he wanted me to play with him more and even asked me to call him as my brother. I didn’t want to call him older brother. I only have one older brother
My father did not call Zach back, and I missed him more and more each day. I heard that he was brave and invincible that everyone in the army praised him. It was said that he made military merits and was granted the seal of the capital division. He was also awarded as a fourth grade official. I heard that he was injured and was pierced in the ribs by a sharp arrow, and his life was hanging by a thread. My hand holding the embroidery needle trembled at the news and the sharp needle pierced my finger. Blood dripped on the sachet that was sewn crookedly by me and it was soon smudged. In addition to embroidering the sachet which has been torn down and re-embroidered by me countless times, I had one more thing I did every day, and that was kneeling in front of Buddha, praying for Zach’s recovery and safe return. My temper was much quieter, unlike before when I acted like a wild girl. My father said I finally have something a princess s
I began to wait day after day, but fortunately, he often returned with letters, which helped eased my pining for him a little bit. Hearing that he had won a big victory the first time he led the army, he quickly gained fame. He was loved by both generals and soldiers which gradually cultivated his own power. Hearing he was brave and invincible, as long as the enemy heard his name, they would be frightened and would retreat. It was said that in just three years, he opened up territories for the Western Kingdom, conquered more than ten cities and captured more than 80,000 prisoners. He finally got his wish and became a general. He told me in the letter that he had already asked for my father’s permission to get married and that my father promised him that he would agree when he takes over the North. \"My Lisa, you must wait for me,\" Zach said in his letter. He called me his Lisa and he said he would marry me as his wife.
The first time I was pointed at with a knife was when I was fifteen years old. Earlier that day, I happily put on the most gorgeous clothes and stood on the high palace wall, waiting for him to return triumphantly, waiting for him to marry me as his wife. Unbeknownst to me, the news of my father and brother’s death were also waiting for me. I never thought that these words would be associated with Zach. \"Why?\" I was now on the high palace wall, looking at him with fearful tears. I was still wearing his favorite dress. I fiercely clutched the sachet in my hand, the one I spent three sleepless nights on, because I promised to embroider a better one for him when he left three years ago. \"Why? Why are you doing this! Have my father treated you badly? Ten years ago, he brought you back from a mass grave. He raised you by his side, taught you to read and write. He also taught you how to ride a horse and archery! You became a famous general fr