May We Be Two Birds Flying Wing to Wing

Undergoing major revisions. I’ll release everything at once when I’m done, so the story is currently on hiatus.

Also known as “After I Died, the Imperial Preceptor Finally Regretted It.”

Jing Shu once thought the distance between her and Wen Daosu was a hundred steps. She could walk ninety-nine steps or even more, and eventually they would end up together.

But in truth, as she hacked her way through brambles, he was retreating too, withdrawing to a place she could never reach.

He had only ever wanted to lead her down that path. He wanted her to claim the crown, for it was not only her throne, but also his glory and hope. He had never cared about the thorns beneath her feet, and so he had always turned a blind eye to the blood streaming from her soles.

Why should she love someone who did not love her? Why should she change herself for someone, for someone like him...

She could do nothing to him. Even though he had deceived and used her so many times, she had once been foolish enough to give him her whole heart, so she could not bring herself to hurt him.

This life ended in misery. Even as she died, her heart was cold, because no one in this world had ever truly loved her. If she had really done something wrong, it was meeting him and falling in love with him.

So when he knelt before her and finally begged to marry her, speaking of how they were made for each other...

She merely set down her cup and said calmly, “Wen Qing, there’s no need for this.”

“What? I was a foolish emperor in my previous life?”

After learning about this so-called past life, Jing Shu couldn’t digest it for a long while. With an indescribable expression, she said, “So, even though I picked consorts, kept slaves, and visited brothels, I loved you?”

Half hidden in the darkness, Wen Daosu lowered his eyes and said, “Every punishment and favor of the emperor is a blessing. Daosu has always been grateful. And besides...”

Wen Daosu looked up at her, his eyes blazing. “All hatred comes from love.”

Jing Shu only smiled.

Daosu, do you know that love mixed with hatred is a twisted monster? My feelings turned into a monster before I died, so in this life I loathe you, hate you, and deceive you.

Do you still want to share this journey of obsessive, bitter love with me?

Content warnings: 1. The male lead has no past partners; the female lead may have.

2. Not recommended for readers who only care about the male lead.

Theme: Don’t lose yourself in love