The Abandoned Consort of the Regent, Heartbroken by Separation

"Guards, lock this wretch in the Autumn Garden. She is never to leave!" Chu Moxiu roared, furiously cradling the blood-soaked beauty Zhao Wan'er.

Luo Qingcheng stood in white as pure as snow and silently turned to leave. As she passed him, she sighed softly. "I told you, I didn't push her. Do you believe me?"

"Heh... Do you think I would believe a wicked woman with a heart as poisonous as a snake's?" His voice was so icy it seemed to come from the depths of hell, chilling everyone who heard it.

"I suppose so... You never believed me. Forget it..." She said no more. After one last glance at those two, she turned and resolutely walked out of Luo Garden. In her ears, she could almost hear his gentle voice: "Jiaojiao, in this life, I want only you." How ironic. In just one year, everything had changed beyond recognition.

A year later, outside the regent's study: "Your Highness... The Princess Consort in the Autumn Garden... has passed away..."

The cup slipped from his hand and shattered, its clatter breaking the silence of the night.

"What did you say?" His voice rang out, cold as the underworld. Then he vanished into the darkness...