Ultimate Series, Past Lives Revealed

75: A life of regret[Xia Mei of the Iron Time Dimension: Wuwuwu... Snob, you’re so pitiful!]

[Diao Chan of the Silver Time Dimension: Why did she commit suicide? Both children have grown up, and so many years have passed. Has she still not let go?]

[Wang Yase of the Gold Time Dimension: The most pitiful one is still Emperor Ouyang Yu. After accompanying her for half his life, she didn’t mention a single word about him after her suicide!]

[Ye Siren from the Iron Universe: He has already broken down!]

[Silver Time Space Xiao Qiao: Don’t you think he’s cruel? He killed so many innocent people!]

[Gou Zhui of the Copper Time Dimension: That’s just how it was in ancient times. A concubine’s suicide was a major crime, punishable by the execution of nine generations. It’s already good enough that the Emperor didn’t involve the two children!]

[Illusion Time-Space: Heh, there are only two children, and both were born by Consort Rou. Unless he doesn’t want an heir anymore!]

[Wood Time-Space: Consort Rou held onto the hairpin Prince Mo made for her until she died. She truly was deep in love!]

[Cai Yunhan of the Gold Time Dimension: I don’t understand. Since she couldn’t let go of Prince Mo, why did she give birth to the Second Prince? And why commit suicide after the child reached adulthood?]

[Silver Time-Space Zhou Yu: She couldn’t bear to leave her children? Or was she seeking revenge on Emperor Ouyang Yu?]

In the distant Borderlands, Prince Mo had been silently guarding his post, his heart always concerned with the people and events in the Capital. However, unexpectedly, Consort Rou’s funeral had already quietly concluded, and he, stationed at the border, was completely unaware.

When everything finally settled, Emperor, with a complex state of mind, took up his pen to write a letter and sent someone to deliver it to the border.

At this time, Emperor’s feelings for Consort Rou had already undergone a massive change.

There was love as well as hate, but deep in his heart, there was still a trace of reluctance and attachment.

He knew well that he loved Consort Rou deeply, yet in the end, he still couldn’t compare to his elder imperial brother.

After a long wait, Prince Mo finally returned to his residence.

Just then, a servant hurried over and handed the letter from the Capital into his hands.

Prince Mo impatiently tore open the envelope, his eyes eagerly scanning the letter.

In an instant, he felt as if he had been struck by a bolt of lightning, standing frozen in place.

”How could this be? This is impossible. How could Consort Rou die! Impossible!” Prince Mo’s eyes widened, and he kept muttering to himself.

He could not believe the words before his eyes no matter what; Consort Rou’s passing was like a bolt from the blue to him.

His emotions instantly spiraled out of control, and he wanted to return to the Capital immediately to verify this shocking news, regardless of everything.

However, just as he was about to set off, the guards beside him stopped him firmly: ”Prince, without the Emperor’s Imperial Decree to return to the Capital, you absolutely cannot leave without authorization!”

Hearing these words, Prince Mo’s body shuddered violently, and despair surged into his heart like a tide.

He slumped powerlessly onto the ground, his eyes hollow and lifeless, still murmuring, ”Consort Rou is dead?”

In the days that followed, Prince Mo was like a walking corpse, muddled and dazed all day long.

The news of Consort Rou’s passing was like a lingering nightmare, constantly circling and echoing in his mind.

To the point where, on the fierce battlefield, he completely lost his former alertness and fighting spirit, ultimately being ruthlessly slain by the enemy, ending his short and regret-filled life.

This shocking news was like a thunderclap, quickly spreading throughout the entire Capital.

When it reached Emperor’s ears, he first let out a burst of near-manic laughter that resonated through the skies, as if to release all the pain and resentment in his heart.

However, immediately afterward, tears gushed out like a broken dam, sliding down his haggard cheeks.

”Hehe, you two can finally be together now. Are you feeling incredibly happy? Haha... But in the end, it was I who lost everything!”

Emperor murmured to himself, his voice filled with endless desolation and despair.

As for that brave and fearless Prince Mo who eventually died on the battlefield, everyone felt deep regret.

It was truly a pity that this hero, who once awed all directions, had left the world forever! What’s even more heartbreaking is that he hadn’t even left behind any descendants, which undoubtedly became an irreparable regret in everyone’s hearts.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, five years had passed. Perhaps having experienced too many vicissitudes, Emperor gradually developed the thought of abdicating the throne.

Thus, on a bright and beautiful day, he resolutely passed the throne to the First Prince, Ouyang Lie, with no hint of lingering attachment.

From then on, Emperor came alone to a quiet Imperial Manor in the outskirts.

Here, he immersed himself in painting every day, and everything he painted was none other than the Consort Rou who haunted his dreams.

Whenever he finished a portrait, he would gaze at it for a long time, but in the end, he would heartlessly tear it to pieces.

This repetitive behavior seemed to have become the only sustenance in his life.

The days passed uneventfully until one morning, the Servants were horrified to find that the Retired Emperor was tightly embracing Consort Rou’s portrait, having fallen into a quiet sleep from which he would never wake...

[Hao Jiaqi of the Gold Time Dimension: Emperor Ouyang Yu isn’t that pitiful, right? At least he once had her.]

[Xiao Yang of the Copper Time Dimension: Only winning the heart counts as having someone; he just forcibly kept her by his side.]

[Silver Space Huang Zhong: That Prince Mo is even more pitiful. His Princess Consort was snatched by his brother, and he couldn’t even take her back, not even seeing her one last time.]

[Huyan Jue Luo Xiu of the Iron Time Dimension: So, it’s better not to fall in love!]

[Jiu Wu of the Iron Time Dimension: Commander Xiu, watch out for the slap in the face!]

[Huyan Jue Luo Xiu of the Iron Time Dimension: I won’t!]

A Kou just chuckled twice, feeling that Xiu would eventually be slapped in the face by his own words.