The Female Supporting Role Shows Out

Chapter 105

Translator: NovelMultiverse | Editor: NovelMultiverse

In the past year, the emperor's health was much worse than before. He had been sick for more than a month in a row. During the day, he coughed and felt dizzy. At night, his heart was palpitating and sweating, and it was difficult to fall asleep. After he finally fell asleep, he would have a lot of nightmares. Although he could not remember what happened in the dream after waking up, the empty and depressed feeling would stop in his heart for a long time.

His hair was much grey, and his handsome face was wrinkled with age. Facing his children and concubines around him, he somehow felt a little impatient and even bored. He liked to be alone more and more. Only the letter from the eldest prince he raised could make him a little happier.

That person was also in Lin'an, but the eldest prince didn't mention a single word about her in the letter. The emperor looked through the thick pile of letters, again and again, searched word by word， but he got nothing. He had thought that the eldest prince would come back at the end of the year and spend the Spring Festival with him, but he didn't expect that he would meet the enemy and almost die at the bottom of the sea.

When the emperor received the report of the war, his mind was blank and he could not think of anything. When he came to his senses, all the people of the court had already knelt down, and he had unwittingly written down the imperial edict to go to Lin'an. It was not until now that he let out a sigh of relief as if he could do nothing about it.

Half a month later, accompanied by Du Rusong and his sister, he went to the Taoist temple and quietly looked at the person standing on the edge of the cliff with his back to him.

"You're here." the woman said three words indifferently. A whistling wind blew up from the bottom of the cliff, blowing her words into pieces. She didn't kneel down or greet him. She just looked at the dark clouds in the distance and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Here I am." the emperor opened his mouth and found that his voice was so dry as if he had tried his best to squeeze out this sentence. Until now, he still remembered that the woman's tearful eyes and the bloody scars crisscrossed on her forehead before she left. Their love was just like those scars, painful and deep, but could never be restored.

"It's going to rain." the emperor didn't know what to say to her, so he could only say casually.

"Yes, it's going to rain." Empress Du finally turned around and looked at them.

Even Du Rusong and Du Ruyan had been used to this rebirth after Nirvana these days, they couldn't help but be stunned, not to mention the emperor and his confidants who were unprepared.

The guards were stunned and gasped. The emperor took a step back and seemed to be unable to bear it. Then he took a few steps forward and shouted hoarsely, "Fan......Fange?"

A gust of strong wind with water vapor blew up from the bottom of the cliff, stirring the hem of Empress Du's pure black clothes. The hem of her clothes reflected the dark clouds behind her, like waves, or like some ominous sign. Empress Du glanced at the emperor indifferently, turned around, and looked into the distance. A burning manjusaka blossomed between her eyebrows. It was enchanting, but her eyes were like a bottomless pool, without any emotion. She lost a lot of weight. Her robe, which was too wide, gently flew over her body, as if it had integrated with the rolling and endless darkness behind her.

In the past, she was so beautiful and flamboyant, but now she was more beautiful than before, but she had lost her burning temperature. Looking at her dark and cold eyes, the emperor felt a sudden and indescribable pain in his heart.