SHE LIVE STREAMS MODERN LIFE TO ANCIENT PEOPLE AFTER FAILING TO CONQUER THE EMPE

Chapter 51: Ancient Concubines Awakening, Great Righteousness

Chapter 51
She, ah, cannot return anymore...

Cannot return anymore...

These words were like a spell that ignited Pei Changying's fury.

He suddenly changed his expression, slapped Consort Zhao to the ground, grabbed her hair, and viciously stomped on her chest with his foot.

"You vile woman! It seems I have been too lenient with you!"

"Gu Sang is in my heart, she is just venting her anger at me. I say she will come back, and she will definitely come back."

"Ah—"

Immediately after.

From the depths of the Palace of Exile, Consort Zhao's incessant, piercing screams echoed.

Each one was shrill, each one heart-wrenching.

The consorts residing nearby were terrified, their hearts pounding in fear upon hearing these horrific cries.

Fortunately, Pei Changying still had a shred of rationality left, knowing that he could not kill Consort Zhao yet! First, because he could not go too far and turn the populace against him, and second, because he wanted to threaten Gu Sang into returning.

"Summon the imperial physician, treat her well!"

"I want her to beg for life but be unable to die, and to beg for death but be unable to!"

Pei Changying coldly glared at the wounded Consort Zhao, gave his orders, and left the Palace of Exile without looking back.

The imperial physician arrived swiftly and departed just as quickly, leaving the Palace of Exile in disarray, with blood stains from Consort Zhao still on the ground.

The moonlight streamed through the windows, eerily illuminating the cold palace, as if one had stumbled upon a murder scene.

Gu Sang waited until deep into the night before initiating a connection with Consort Zhao.

The next second, her worried eyes were met with a horrifying sight!

The room was unlit, with only the faint moonlight filtering in, revealing Consort Zhao half-lying on the bed, her once radiant and unrestrained face now ravaged beyond recognition.

Gu Sang's heart shook violently, and her voice trembled as she said, "Consort Zhao?"

"Pei Changying is truly a beast!"

"He has certainly not disappointed me in his cruelty and heartlessness. Don't be afraid, I will rescue you from here."

Hearing the commotion, Consort Zhao weakly opened her eyes and looked towards the woman reflected on the screen.

Clean, radiant, free - qualities she envied.

When Consort Zhao spoke, she coughed up blood, "Sister Sang, you've come."

"I'm not afraid, I'm very happy, truly. Don't look at me with pity, I am actually very great, am I not?"

The once delicate and fragile Consort Zhao, who had only known to regard men as heaven, had been reduced to this state, yet she did not cry out for Gu Sang to rescue her.

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Instead.

She felt she was great.

She no longer needed anyone's pity.

The more Gu Sang saw Consort Zhao's strong and joyful demeanor, the more heartbroken she became. "Good, I won't look at you that way, for you are the hero who saved the lives of an entire city's populace."