After Becoming Emperor, I Imprisoned My Beloved in My Heart and Made Her a Slave

Three years ago, I was a hostage prince worth less than dirt, while she was the unattainable moonlight in my heart. I gave her my whole heart, but when I was framed and on the brink of death, she turned around and married my imperial brother, laughing as she called me a "toad."

Three years later, I returned, having cultivated demonic arts and walked a path paved with bones, and ascended the throne as emperor. On the day of my enthronement, before the eyes of the entire realm, I demoted her to the lowest rank of palace servant!

I had three thousand beauties in my harem, but I kept her alone at my side. She was skilled at the qin, so I made her play every day for my favored consort. She was proud, so I made her kneel and wash my feet. I would crush, inch by inch, the dignity she valued most.

She thought I was still the lovesick fool from back then. Coughing blood, she asked with a smile, "Do you know why I married him back then?"

I lifted her chin, my gaze icy. "What do your reasons have to do with me? I kept you only because trampling on you makes my Dao heart all the clearer!"

Later, when I truly needed the blood from her heart to break through to the highest realm, I plunged the blade in without the slightest hesitation.