Chapter 343
Chapter 343: Reality (1)
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Along the way, the scenes from his dream were vivid .
Tearing into his heart, dripping with blood .
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《The Regent’s Little Emperor》 Follow-up:
When Xie Yunting was six, he understood the meaning of “human nature is sinister . ”
His own mother was drowned by being forced down in a water trough .
He hid in a stone cave, helplessly watching his mother’s body being thrown in the lotus pond .
Nobody was sad to see a singing girl die .
Xie Yunting dared not cry, dared not show sorrow .
Only in this way would the Xie family’s zhu mu lower her guard .
A sad and resentful child couldn’t live on .
He began to learn the art of lying low .
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The servant’s bullying, the zhu mu’s torments, the family’s brothers’ contempt .
It made his life hard to bear .
He climbed up bit by bit, each step intertwined with humiliation . He vowed to become a human being .
He would not be trampled on by anyone .
Year after year passed, and he finally had power .
He was surrounded by countless people who curried favor with him .
There were even many women who were willing to die for him .
“Xie Yunting, I can die for you, just look at me . ”
Xie Yunting was too lazy to look . Die then, die .
What he hated the most was precisely this type of person who would love at the drop of a hat .
If there was time to talk about feelings, it was better to fight for power .
His mother had a good life . For his father, she was willing to be a singing girl just to enter the Xie residence .
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Then she was killed, and his life became miserable .
He wanted power, he wanted money . He didn’t want affection .
He overthrew the emperor because he wanted to stand at the highest place and never kneel to anyone .
In any case, the emperor was so stupid . The women in the palace competing with each other were so stupid .
From planning to execution, it only took a few short years .
The crown prince was a shadow that barely existed .
Weak and without opinions, lazy at a glance .
His first impression of her was the day she didn’t go to court, and he aggressively threatened her .
No matter how honorable her position, she dared not look at him .
This kind of power in his hands that could crush1 the most respectable man in the country .
This was what he wanted .
He walked into the palace, but she fell into his arms .
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“Hurts…”
She was nestled softly in his embrace, like a cloud .
He could crush her if he wanted, but his fingers couldn’t help but relax .
One compromise, another compromise .
And then she really nestled in his heart .
Xie Yunting, even if this person willing to smile at him, he would be like his pitiful singing girl mother, willing to be trampled .
But even this humble wish was unachievable .
She said that she only wished for him to be high above, to be full of vigorous spirit, to have a glorious and wealthy life .
For this, she would rather not love him, not let him die, but also want him to sit in the highest position, refusing to let him come down .
Xie Yunting thought, what was the use of these?
She couldn’t reach such a high place .
It was better to be down in the dust and touch the soles of her feet, that was good, ah .
After her, even power was garbage .
When Chen Jingzhi entered the palace, he saw Xie Yunting coughing and cleaning Bai Weiwei’s memorial tablet .
This memorial tablet was made by Xie Yunting himself .
Chen Jingzhi sneered . “I’ve asked the imperial physician . The knot in your heart will kill you . ”
Xie Yunting looked at the memorial tablet in his hands and touched her name .
Then he carefully set things aside .
“When I die, I want to be buried in the imperial tomb2 . She’s been waiting for me for a long time . ”
Chen Jingzhi said coldly, “She doesn’t want to see you . She’s waiting for you? You’re delusional3 . ”
Xie Yunting didn’t feel even a point of anger . He was actually delighted that he was going to die .
1: 搓: twist, rub/roll between the hands or fingers .
2: 陵墓: there’s no specification in the characters themselves for it being the tomb meant for royal descendants, but considering that BWW was emperor, I doubt XYT would place her in just any old tomb .
3: 自作多情 UHHH IDK if there’s an English equivalent for this??? It means to show affection on an uninterested party or to imagine that one’s love is reciprocated .