Chapter 1: I Do Not Desire an Afterlife!
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A chill lingered in the early spring air as a cold wind seeped relentlessly through the cracked windowpane.
Whip—crack!
Whip—crack!
The sharp lashes of a eunuch’s whip pierced the silence outside.
Two prison guards huddled at the doorway, casting glances toward Ji Hua, who hung on the wall, her wrists pierced by iron chains through her wrist bones.
“How pitiful. She was once the legitimate wife of Prince Xuan... no, His Majesty himself. Yet now, she endures this agonizing death.”
“Who told her to lose her virtue to the former Crown Prince before the wedding? She brought this on herself, locked away for five years!”
Ji Hua barely lifted her head, sarcasm flickering in her eyes.
Strands of hair traced down her pale, gaunt face. Once, her eyes sparkled like the Milky Way; now, only deathly emptiness remained.
A long scar stretched from the corner of her left eye down to her mouth, nearly splitting her face apart.
No one could believe this was the famed beauty who once captivated the capital.
Ling Moxuan had finally ascended the throne.
Everyone outside must have thought she was dead.
Creak—
The worn door was pushed open.
A tall, graceful figure stepped inside.
Ling Moxuan, clad in his imperial dragon robe, exuded undeniable majesty.
His eyes were icy cold, his features sharply chiseled like a sculpture, lips thin and clearly defined—handsome and noble, inspiring awe and fear.
Ji Hua’s gaze faltered for a moment; her voice was hoarse and broken.
“When will you finally let me die?”
“Want to die?”
Rage brewed in Ling Moxuan’s dark eyes.
“Even if you lost yourself to the former Crown Prince, you were always mine!”
Ji Hua’s eyelashes trembled slightly.
The late emperor had arranged marriages for Ling Moxuan and Crown Prince Ling Yuzhao to wed the two legitimate daughters of the prime minister.
Her younger sister’s maternal family was more influential. Ling Moxuan had schemed to have her lose her virtue to the Crown Prince just to marry Ji Shulan.
But Ling Moxuan never expected the late emperor to give her to him as well.
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Since then, she had become a disgrace in Ling Moxuan’s eyes, subjected to daily torment.
To survive, she turned to her maternal family to seek support for Ling Moxuan.
Only then was she treated with some leniency.
She had hoped things would improve, but she never imagined—
It was all just manipulation!
Once he ascended the throne, she was utterly useless, even bringing ruin upon her entire loyal maternal clan!
A sudden sharp pain at her jaw snapped Ji Hua back to reality.
“Even if you were once the capital’s most dazzling beauty, what does that matter? What I want is someone who can serve my status!”
Ji Hua...
She had always been his unfulfilled desire—intelligent, talented in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, far superior to Ji Shulan by hundreds, thousands of times.
But she was useless to him!
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