Transmigrated into the worst concubine (BL)

chapter 122

For the rest of the week the emperor had frequently visited Le Huan, during these visits he couldn't help but feel paranoid. He doesn't know why, but there is this inkling feeling that the annoying man who pesters him with his presence would probably disappear soon.

The emperor smiles as he looks at the sun setting and rain pouring down, he stretched his hand out to have it fall into his hand. Soon Le Huan walks with an umbrella behind him, he turns and smiles at him. "It seems my beloved has brought me an umbrella so I would not get wet," the emperor said.

"Who said it was for you? You're leaving?"

"Yes, it's today. As we speak there is a battle going on"

There was a long silence between them, that was it, what he was paranoid about. The Wens, the day he will take down the wens and the empress. Wei Zhao smiles, "Don't look so worry I'll be back to annoy you by the next day"

"Urgh! Take it and go away! At least let me have some peace"

Le Huan shoves the umbrella at him, the emperor laughs, pulling open the umbrella, then taking one step forward he pauses then says. "I love you, I want you to know that... okay?"

Le Huan sighs, this emperor was just speaking now. He shakes his hand. "Yeah, yeah enjoy your day"

The emperor smiles, turning to the gate, Le Huan looks at the figure that walks away in the rain.

The emperor's heart sinks deep as years of his life flashes before his eyes, his brother burned to death in the great palace fire that took most of the royal family. There was nothing left of his brother; he and his wife perished in the fire; he hopes their child is well. His sister was humiliated and then she took her life, his moonlight murdered alongside his innocent child. Concubines and unborn children all suffered because of his failures, to end the thing that ties him to Wen Ying, the thing that he could not let go of.

"Wei Zhao, enough is enough, time to end this"

Even now something is telling him not to, but in the end he has to let things go. Let's move on, everything has to be enough now.

The emperor closes the umbrella then steps inside the Huang palace where the empress resides. The last time he came here he beat his wife, now he came here to kill isn't a horrible person.

The empress as he felt the emperor's presence walks in he looks up from the lit candle then gently turns to him. "Have you come here to beat me, Wei Zhao?"

"I've come to end things, stop now Wen Ying" Wei Zhao said.

Wen Ying sighs, "I cannot, this world will not let me go if I stop. So until I'm free I'll stop"

"Is it that you want to die?" Wei Zhao asks with calmness.

"I've tried it... too many times." Wen Ying eyes dulls.

Maybe just for a second Wei Zhao heart waver sees the dark hopelessness in Wen Ying's eyes but it immediately washes away remembering the many suffering caused by this person and the things that have yet to happen his decision strengthen in the end Wen Ying can not live because no matter how pitiful this person seems there were no regrets in his eyes and it's clear he didn't care for the things he's done.

"I see so you have chosen your path... so have I"

As the emperor steps forward he quickly raises the close umbrella when suddenly a heavy impact cuts and the emperor quickly slips a sword out his sleeves and quickly blocks the next incoming attack. Now the two men face each other in a stillness of the moment.

"Qing Xi" Wen Ying spoke sternly.

"Sorry, but clearly he is here to end you" Qing Xi adds

"I can protect myself, I know Zhao," Wen Ying said.

"I must reject, I swore to protect you," he said.

"Aren't you the romantic, is this the guy you chose me over? Wen Ying you really are such a fool" the emperor chuckles

"Shut up!" Wen Ying yells.

None of the two men broke position and instead continued to fight head on.

Wen Ying feels angry why everything is falling apart once more, several lifetimes of failure and once again it's another failure no. He cannot fail again if he repeats another he'll lose his sanity.

"... both of you stop" Wen Ying smiles cynically.

The emperor didn't stop, he fought Qing Xi head on blocking and countering. He finally landed an attack cutting Qing Xi's arm but the other didn't so much as flinch at the attack.

"Zhao Er, Na Juan... is an imposter"

The emperor froze for a moment to stop and looked at him, on Wen Ying's face was a gleeful smile with dilated eyes and deranged look in them.

"What?"

The emperor was confused and wondered if Wen Ying had finally lost the bit of sanity he had left.

"What are y-"

"It's true, the person you've been sleeping with is a ghost," Wen Ying adds.

'I must return home, you can't take it away from me. My chance to go home'

The chance to thank the real him, the chance to reunite with his children and family. Wei Zhao may not remember but he does...