L.F-Hist.Novelist Chapter 291 Killing her would be too wasteful. I want her to fall into my arms, and I want Xu Longxi
Chapter 291 Killing her would be too wasteful. I want her to fall into my arms, and I want Xu Longxi
Outside the palace, the moonlight was as clear as water.
On the white marble plaza, a figure in moon-white robes stood with his hands behind his back.
Qin Mu stood in the center of the square, gazing at the night sky.
The moonlight shone on him, making his figure exceptionally clear.
The moon-white robe fluttered gently in the night breeze, its hem swaying in the breeze.
He stood there quietly, like a deity descending from the heavens.
Zhao Qingxue walked to his side and stopped.
Standing side by side with him.
A night breeze blew by, lifting the hems of their clothes.
There was silence for a moment.
Zhao Qingxue spoke.
The sound was very soft, yet exceptionally clear:
"You can't bear to kill her, right?"
Qin Mu turned his head and looked at her.
The moonlight shone on his face, illuminating his handsome features in a half-light, half-shadow.
A smile played in those deep eyes.
"How so?"
He asked, his tone slightly playful.
Zhao Qingxue looked at him and said, word by word:
"If you really wanted to kill her, why make me do it?"
"If you really wanted to kill her, why did you say those things?"
"If you really want to kill her—"
She paused, her gaze deep:
"She's long dead."
Qin Mu smiled gently after hearing this.
The laughter was soft, yet exceptionally clear in the quiet night.
He withdrew his gaze and looked back at the night sky.
"Killing them would be too wasteful," he said.
Zhao Qingxue's brows twitched slightly.
Qin Mu continued, each word as gentle as a spring breeze, yet carrying a deep-seated, wicked humor:
"She is Xu Longxiang's capable assistant."
"Having followed him for so many years, how many secrets of the North do you know?"
"If even she were to fall into my arms—"
He paused, a meaningful smile curving his lips:
"What do you think Xu Longxiang will think?"
Zhao Qingxue's pupils contracted slightly.
She looked at Qin Mu, at his smiling, handsome face.
Look at the wicked glint in his eyes.
In my heart, that sense of awe deepened even further.
It turned out to be the case.
He wanted more than just Liu Hongyan.
Rather, it is the act of Liu Hongyan's "betrayal" itself.
He wanted Xu Longxiang to know—
Even the person you trust most has fallen into my arms.
What are you going to do?
What would you think?
Do you start to doubt everyone around you?
Will suspicion begin to creep in?
Could it be—
Did you drive yourself crazy?
Zhao Qingxue's fingers slowly tightened inside her sleeve.
She looked at Qin Mu, speaking slowly and deliberately:
"You are absolutely terrifying."
Qin Mu turned his head and looked at her.
The moonlight shone on his face, making his deep eyes exceptionally clear.
There was no smugness or pride in those eyes at that moment.
There was only a faint, taken-for-granted calm.
"Terrible?" he repeated the word.
Then, he chuckled softly.
"Maybe."
He withdrew his gaze and looked back at the night sky.
"but--"
He paused, his tone carrying a hint of sincerity:
"I find it quite interesting."
Zhao Qingxue fell silent.
She stood beside him, gazing at the same night sky.
The moonlight was like water, and the stars twinkled.
A night breeze swept by, carrying the chill of early winter.
She stood there, her mind churning with thoughts.
terrible.
That's really scary.
But what's even more terrifying is—
She's used to it.
......
at the same time.
Deep within the imperial prison.
Liu Hongyan was escorted by two imperial guards, staggering as she walked down the dark corridor.
Her hands were tied behind her back, and her feet were shackled with heavy chains that clanged against each other with every step she took.
That swollen face was now filled with a complex light.
There is a sense of relief that one has survived a disaster.
There is a fear of the future.
There is also a deep, indescribable expectation.
Because Zhao Qingxue agreed to it.
I will plead for her.
I will let her live.
meeting--
she does not know.
All she knew was that all she could do now was wait.
Waiting for news from Zhao Qingxue.
Waiting for the verdict that will decide her life or death.
......
The cell door was pushed open.
Liu Hongyan was pushed into that familiar cell.
The iron gate slammed shut behind her with a loud bang.
It blocked out the moonlight and also blocked out the last hope.
Liu Hongyan leaned against the cold stone wall, slowly slid down, and sat on the ground.
She curled up in the corner, hugging her knees, shrinking herself into a tiny ball.
Those beautiful phoenix eyes gazed at the tightly closed iron gate.
In my heart, I prayed silently.
Pray for Zhao Qingxue's success.
We pray that Qin Mu will show mercy.
pray--
She will survive.
Time passed slowly in silence.
I don't know how much time passed.
It might take one hour, or it might take two hours.
Liu Hongyan huddled in the corner, her body trembling slightly from the cold.
But she didn't sleep.
He just stared intently at the iron gate.
waiting.
Praying.
Fear.
finally--
With a loud "clang".
The iron gate was pushed open.
Moonlight streamed in from outside the door, illuminating that slender figure.
Liu Hongyan's pupils suddenly contracted!
She suddenly stood up!
He stared intently at that figure!
Under the moonlight, that peerless face was exceptionally clear.
Zhao Qingxue.
Empress Liyang.
She's here.
Liu Hongyan's heart jumped into her throat instantly!
She opened her mouth, as if to say something.
But it felt like something was blocking my throat, and I couldn't squeeze out a single word!
He could only stare at her blankly, his eyes filled with extreme anticipation and fear!
Zhao Qingxue looked at her like this and didn't say anything.
He simply stepped into the prison cell.
The moon-white dress gleamed softly in the dimly lit cell.
She walked up to Liu Hongyan and stopped.
Look at her.
Looking at that red, swollen face, full of expectation and fear.
Looking into her eyes, which were trembling violently with nervousness.
Then she spoke.
The voice was soft, yet every word was clear:
"His Majesty has agreed."
Liu Hongyan's pupils dilated instantly!
Tears welled up instantly in those beautiful phoenix eyes!
Tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her swollen cheeks!
She opened her mouth, as if to say something.
But he couldn't say anything.
He simply fell to his knees with a "thump".
His forehead slammed heavily onto the ground.
one more time.
"Bang."
"Bang."
"Bang."
The gold brick floor was icy cold, but she could no longer feel it.
The only way they could express their gratitude was by kowtowing repeatedly.
Zhao Qingxue looked at her like this and didn't say anything.
He simply turned and walked towards the prison gate.
She stopped at the door.
There was no turning back.
He simply said:
"have a good rest."
"His Majesty will summon you tomorrow."
After saying that, she walked out of the cell.
The iron gate slammed shut behind her with a loud bang.
Inside the cell, only Liu Hongyan remained.
She knelt on the ground, her forehead touching the earth, her shoulders trembling violently.
Tears streamed down my face.
But in those tears, there was no longer fear, no longer despair.
I am filled with gratitude.
and also--
A deep longing for new life.
She remained kneeling there, motionless for a long time.
I don't know how much time passed.
She finally raised her head.
That swollen face was now filled with a complex light.
She gazed at the tightly closed iron gate, at the faint moonlight filtering through.
In my heart, I silently said:
His Royal Highness...
sorry……
Hongyan, I'm leaving now.
......
And this moment.
In the darkness outside the prison, Zhao Qingxue stood under the moonlight, gazing at the tightly closed prison door.
Those deep purple phoenix eyes were now filled with complex emotions.
She recalled Liu Hongyan's appearance just now.
He knelt on the ground, kowtowing frantically, tears of gratitude streaming down his face.
That was how she used to look.
That's the look of prey that's under Qin Mu's control and can't escape.
And now-
Liu Hongyan also became like this.
It became yet another piece on the chessboard.
Zhao Qingxue took a deep breath.
He turned around.
They walked toward the magnificent palace.
The moonlight shone on her, making her slender figure stand out clearly.
A night breeze swept by, lifting the hem of her dress.
She just kept walking, step by step.
Thoughts surged within me.
Qin Mu, oh Qin Mu...
How many people do you still want to control?
How many more people's fates will they continue to manipulate?
in the end--
How far should this game of chess go?
she does not know.
All she knew was that she was already deeply involved.
There was no way to escape.
......