Parsed with an automated reader. The content accuracy is not guranteed.\nWith a âclangâ sound, the brass candlestick fell to the ground.
Murong Xiu seemed to be awakened by that sound, the previous celebration no longer existed, only panic remained. He looked outside the palace with some panic.The Regent couldnât die yet, if he died, not to mention that the Regentâs people would kill him, his few fief imperial uncles, he was afraid that they wouldnât be able to tolerate him.
When he saw no one come in, he turned his head stiffly to look at the Regent, who was sprawled on the couch, with blood still running from the back of his head.\n
âIs he deadâŚdead?â
Shen Jue looked at the obviously terrified Murong Xiu and helped Murong Xiu put his clothes back on before helping the other man to go sit down on the other side of the couch.
âYour Majesty, donât be afraid.â
Murong Xiu was so frightened by the sudden change and the wine he had consumed made him slow to respond to Shen Jueâs changes, and he even instinctively listened to the other manâs words.Shen Jue calmed Murong Xiu down before going to check on the Regent. He placed his hand under the regentâs nose.
âYour Majesty, the Regent is still alive.â\n
Shen Jue whispered softly.
Murong Xiu breathed a sigh of relief at the news, but his heart came back up before his breath went down for long.\n
âShen Jue, if he wakes up, weâŚâ
The Regent would not let them go.
Murong Xiu gritted his teeth, simply not daring to imagine the consequences.
Shen Jueâs expression was calm though, as he walked up to Murong Xiu and squatted down. His face was still stained with the Regentâs blood, and he looked horrifying, âIt was the Regent who first offended His Majesty, this matter is not His Majestyâs business, the beating is also slaveâs beating, Your Majesty can just hand over the slave then.â
âNo.â Murong Xiu immediately retorted, âYou were trying to protect me, I⌠I only have you by my side.â
If it wasnât for Shen Jue tonight, he would have been humiliated by now.
Murong Xiu turned his eyes towards the unconscious Regent, hatred flashed in his eyes, why did this man look at him? He was obviously a man who was normal. He was the Son of Heaven, not a plaything in bed.
âBut if His Majesty doesnât hand over slave, the Regent wonât rest until he does.â Shen Jue lowered his eyes, âItâs just that if slave isnât here, Iâm afraid there will be no one to protect His Majesty.â
Murong Xiuâs hand couldnât help but clench into a fist as he heard, his nails almost pinching into his flesh, âWhy should I hand you over?The Regent heâŚhe cheated me first, I was just saving myself.â It was a shame for him to say this, he was obviously a grown man, but he had to worry about his body all the time.
Even if he handed over Shen Jue this time, the regent wouldnât let him off.
Murong Xiu thought of this and fiercely grabbed Shen Jueâs hand, âShen Jue, is there any way to make the Regent no longer interested in me?â\n
He was in a great fright tonight and panicked, taking Shen Jue as his salvation.
Shen Jue looked down at Murong Xiuâs hand that was gripping his arm tightly, and the smile in his eyes flickered away. He lifted his head slightly and looked reverently at the beauty in front of him, his voice extremely low, âYour Majesty, of course there is.â
Murong Xiu was startled as he looked at the Shen Jue in front of him.\n
Why did he feel as if the person in front of him was a different person? It was as if the person in front of him was no longer Shen Jue but a demon, the demon was gentle and sweet to him and soothed his troubled soul, but he felt that the other person was dangerous, as if he had saved him from the abyss only to take him to another abyss, an abyss that he would never be able to come out of.
Shen Jue didnât care about Murong Xiuâs daze at this point, he continued, âThe Regent loves this face of His Majesty ah, if His Majesty doesnât have this face, the Regent will naturally stop pestering His Majesty.â
Murong Xiuâs eyes flickered, âIs thatâŚ?â
Shen Jue said with certainty, âYes, hasnât His Majesty noticed yet?The Regent was clearly in love with the second prince before, but changed his mind after meeting His Majesty, even despite the opposition of his men. His Majesty has never given the Regent a good face, but the Regent is still pestering His Majesty, why does His Majesty think the Regent likes His Majesty?â
In the meantime, Murong Xiuâs eyebrows raised to the fact that he felt that Shen Jueâs words made sense.
The regent was only interested in him for his lustful appearance.
If he didnât have it, the regent wouldnât pester him.
Yes, as long as he didnât have this face, there would be peace in the world and he wouldnât have to worry about his body anymore.
Murong Xiuâs eyes gradually changed, the way he looked at Shen Jue became crazy, âYouâre right, Iâm a man, why should I focus on my looks?As long as I donât have that face, I can continue to be the Son Of Heaven instead of a plaything.â
He didnât want to be looked at that way by the regent anymore.
âShen Jue, what am I supposed to do? What would it take to ruin this face?âMurong Xiu was anxious.
Shen Jue held Murong Xiuâs hand, patted it reassuringly and said gently, âIf Your Majesty trusts slave, let slave do it, it will hurt a little.â
Murong Xiu laughed, âIâm not afraid of the pain, you do it, I trust you.â
Shen Jue looked at Murong Xiu and really wanted to laugh out loud.\n
How stupid, but he had given several lifetimes for such a stupid Murong Xiu.
What senior brother said about love really meant nothing at all.
Shen Jue stood up and walked over to Murong Xiuâs rosette, which was the crown cap of the Son of Heaven. After glancing at it, Shen Jue plucked the golden hairpin off the rosette. He held the golden hairpin in his hand and hooked his lower lip in satisfaction.
Shen Jue had more or less taken Murong Xiuâs body into consideration, so he also smoked the end of the golden hairpin with a candle.
Murong Xiu was still a bit unresponsive when he saw Shen Jue coming over with the golden hairpin.
With Shen Jueâs hand facing upwards, there was a golden hairpin lying on top, the one that Murong Xiu usually fixed his hair with.
âYour Majesty, a slave will use the golden hairpin to ruin the face of Your Majesty, and itâs not too late for Your Majesty to repent.â He said softly, âItâs just that the Regent wonât be able to stop easily anymore.â\nMurong Xiu looked at the golden hairpin, his lips trembled, and many emotions flashed in his eyes, but in the end, only one remained. He looked at Shen Jue firmly and stubbornly, âDo it, I want to be the Son of Heaven.â
Shen Jue lifted his hand at the words, his hand gently touching Murong Xiuâs face.
He had adored this face for several lifetimes, and now it would be destroyed by his own hands.
âNo matter what His Majesty becomes, slave will remain loyal to His Majesty. Slave will only have one master in this life, and if he breaks his oath, let the slave be bruised and destroyed in form and spirit.â Shen Jue said word for word, and his right hand holding the golden hairpin lifted.
Murong Xiu glanced at the golden hairpin, his long eyelashes trembled, and finally he slowly closed his eyes.\nHe believed in Shen Jue, Shen Jue would not lie to him.
Shen Jue pursed his lips and smiled, the corners of his eyes reddening a little, and the smile on his face became restrained, his eyes were only solemn. He raised his hand and slashed down heavily at Murong Xiuâs face. Murong Xiu screamed, and Shen Jue bullied his way forward and pressed Murong Xiu down with a death grip, âYour Majesty, donât be afraid.â
His voice was so gentle, but if Murong Xiu opened his eyes now, he could see that Shen Jueâs eyes were really no different from an evil ghost.
Shen Jue had long since ceased to be the original.\n
Now he was more like a demon in human skin.
Shen Jue licked the blood that had splashed onto the corner of his lip and continued to make a second stroke on Murong Xiuâs face.\n
Murong Xiu trembled in pain and he began to whisper Shen Jueâs name.
âYour Majesty, slave is here.âShen Jue reassured Murong Xiu as he slowly destroyed the beautiful face in front of him.
Since the heavens didnât want him to be an immortal, he would be a demon.
He, Shen Jue, had nothing left now but a vengeful heart.
The pain he had suffered, he would return it tenfold, a hundredfold, and a thousandfold.
Murong Xiu cried out in pain, his tears mixed with blood all over his face, looking really miserable. When Shen Jue saw this, he threw away the golden hairpin and hugged the poor beauty compassionately, warmly comforting him, âYour Majesty, itâs alright, itâs over.â\nâIt hurts, Shen Jue, Iâm in so much pain.â Murong Xiu couldnât even open his eyes, his eyes were covered in blood.
The pain made him forget to call himself âlordâ.
Shen Jueâs hand patted him on the back, his voice sounding like it was floating from a faraway place.
âSlave will stay with Your Majesty, always stay with Your Majesty.â