Brocade Shattered Across the Mortal World

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Bo Xiangqian bites Su Junrou's finger, gives her a flirtatious glance, and acts gentle and alluring...

Su Junrou strokes her hair and secretly smiles. “My Qian'er is so well-behaved. I knew I wasn't mistaken about you...”

But Su Junrou is clearly celebrating too soon.

Bo Xiangqian suddenly bites down hard, making Su Junrou's back shudder and tremble with pain.

“Your Majesty, I just had a sudden idea. I wanted to see if I could actually bite your finger off. You won't punish me for it, will you?”

Looking at Bo Xiangqian's innocent, sweet, guileless expression, Su Junrou is at a loss for words...

But all she can do is force a smile.

“It's fine. I'm all right! Just don't hurt your teeth, my beloved consort!”

Su Junrou is utterly smitten and can't help thinking...

“With a wife... or consort... like this, what more could a ruler... or husband... ask for?!”

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Young general Rongyajun, Xiao Bian'an: “Qian'er, come with me. My silver saddle, white horse, and sword at my waist will fight only for you, and be drawn only for you.”

Rough barbarian, Gaye Nantu: “Qian'er, come with me. I'll slaughter all of Jiangnan for you, and I'll bow before you as your subject.”

Childhood friend and head eunuch, Zhou Yimou: “Qian'er, do you remember? That year I went with you to the street lantern festival to watch the fireworks. You saw the imperial consort's carriage and envied her, so I swore I'd give you a life of wealth and glory and keep you safe forever. And now... I've done it! Though... I'm no longer your childhood friend... your brother!”

Su Junrou slaughters everyone and plunges a sword into her own chest. “Qian'er, haven't you always wanted to see my heart?

Today,

I'll give it all to you!

But you'll be mine forever!”

Afterward,

Bo Xiangqian is cruelly confined by the tyrant, shackled and chained, and made to attend court with her while she discusses state affairs with the officials. The people of Yujin are furious and curse them all.

They all lament that the tyrant is unjust and abuses her beloved consort.

But the truth is...

“Your Majesty, the chains on my matching restraints feel a little loose. They're not tight enough...”

Bo Xiangqian reclines against the dragon bed while the tyrant kneels at her side, attending to her.

“Why don't you use your mouth to tie them tighter for me, Your Majesty? Would you?”

The tyrant: “The empress has spoken. This little dog obeys.”

[● The female lead is possessed by the spirit of the male lead's former mistress, the empress's younger sister. But the female lead won't be affected by her and will use her to achieve her own goals.]

[Upcoming story: Guiding Her to the Azure Heavens]

Heng Shang: “If one day this world runs red with blood and its four borders lie in ruin, Senior Sister, how do you think we should handle it?”

Yelü Wanxi sneers. “What else is there to do? Kill every god we meet, and every Buddha, too.”

Heng Shang: “Then what if, and I'm only saying what if... the source of the chaos... is a ghost. Is me?”

Yelü Wanxi freezes, her smile faltering. After a long silence, all she can say is, “...!!! Hurry up and get lost. Stop bothering me!”

Heng Shang pins Yelü Wanxi's arms and legs in place, locking her firmly to the blood-moon altar. Suddenly, he raises a colossal sword and drives it through her back, straight into her chest.

He grabs the back of Yelü Wanxi's neck and her hair, then gives a sinister, chilling laugh. “Senior Sister, you'll never escape me again. You'll be mine forever!”

Yelü Wanxi is in agony, but still bites her lip and smiles provocatively. “Heh, is that all you've got? I thought the blood locust ghost, feared by everyone in both the living and underworld, would be far more formidable. So this is it... Ah!?”

Heng Shang flies into a rage.

He plunges his sword through her once more. Yelü Wanxi's eyes roll back, and her soul scatters in an instant.

Yelü Wanxi thinks she's fooled Heng Shang.

At last, she's escaped.

But in the blink of an eye, the love-curse chains of the blood-moon altar drag her back.

Heng Shang laughs wildly, his face twisted.

He raises his sword again and thrusts it into Yelü Wanxi below the chest. Blood floods the ground...

The final hexagram Heng Shang casts for himself...

Shi He.

Success. It is favorable to use the law.

Top Nine: The cangue destroys the ears. Ominous!

Heng Shang looks at the hexagram and can't help laughing. “The Book of Changes says that having something in the mouth is called ‘Shi He.’ And she's in my soul and my dreams. Could I really have to be choked to death by her, with her stuck in my throat, before this is over?”

But the moment Heng Shang finishes speaking,

Yelü Wanxi appears before him, and he suddenly becomes a mad dog with blood-red eyes, blood and drool dripping from his mouth, raving and stripped of all reason and humanity, like a beast.

He lunges at her.

And only then does Heng Shang realize

that Yelü Wanxi is the one person he can never evade, not even in death, the one he can never escape.

She's like a maggot burrowing into his bones.

The most hopeless...

“Addiction.”

So much so that...

Even after becoming a vengeful ghost in the underworld, he keeps chasing her shadow in his dreams, separated from her like the stars Canopus and Altair.

Even after returning to the world of the living, Yelü Wanxi still haunts him like a love curse.

But Heng Shang never understood...

Not until...

The sea of blood-red locust blossom tears at the deepest part of his soul, beneath his heart and bones...

Not until...

His heart

was split in two by her sword.

Only then did he suddenly remember: she was the one he hated most and loved most, the only reason he had returned to the world of the living...

But Heng Shang could never accept it, not even in death.

She was the one who cast the love curse, yet he couldn't escape the curse and nightmares she gave him.

The more he imprisoned and tormented her,

the more addicted he became to keeping her captive, to begging her...

He could never... break free again!

Theme: Hold fast to your principles, and build virtue and wisdom.