[High Priest x Sacrificial Goddess]
Mu Qiqi was chosen and raised by Liang Yuanyu, then died by his sword.
The goddess's sacrifice was what everyone wanted.
The people knelt before her, their cries shaking heaven and earth.
Mu Qiqi stood upon the altar as a sword pierced straight through her chest.
She watched her blood gather along the cold edge of his sword.
Drip.
A tear slid from Liang Yuanyu's eyes, frozen for a thousand years. Mu Qiqi smiled quietly.
It hurt her, too.
For all those years, she'd thought about running away. She'd thought about hiding.
But how could she?
Liang Yuanyu had said she was his pride. He'd said sacrificing her was the best decision he'd ever made.
So she would help him fulfill his duty. She would help him uphold his great cause and save all the people.
The mountains and rivers lost their color, and everything turned scarlet.
Mu Qiqi remembered the year they first met. He came through wind and snow, amid flashes of blades and swords, and took the hand of a little girl crouching by the wall.
Perhaps from that moment on, she was no longer her own person. She was simply the goddess he was destined to have.
[Major Warnings]
1. I'm terrible at titles. I picked this one at random, and it basically has nothing to do with the story.
2. Be, be, be, be, be, be, be. It's all angst.
3. Short story, around 30,000 words. Daily updates until it ends in early July. Please add it to your collection!
4. It's old-school melodrama. Get your toes ready before you start reading.
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Song Cisui was brought back to the capital by Murong Yuan as his personal maid.
Everyone in the capital said the wild girl from Southern Chu was lucky. The Third Prince, who had always been arrogant, had never brought anyone back to the capital before.
But Song Cisui knew that wasn't the truth.
She wasn't some wild girl. She was a princess of Southern Chu.
And she wasn't his personal maid. She and Murong Yuan had already married in Southern Chu.
She hoped Murong Yuan would explain everything, but her A Yuan had changed. Gone was the tenderness he'd shown her in Southern Chu. Now he was so dark and menacing that she was afraid.
He even tore up the letters she'd sent back to Southern Chu, then sneered at her. "Southern Chu is full of traitors with designs on us. If I catch you secretly colluding with the enemy again, the next thing you send home won't be a family letter. It'll be a declaration of war."
Watching the scraps flutter through the air, she didn't tell Murong Yuan that she hadn't been colluding with the enemy. She was pregnant, and had sent her family the happy news.
After that, she stopped asking questions. For Southern Chu's safety, she followed every rule in the capital, serving Murong Yuan wholeheartedly and never making another fuss.
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No one knew how Murong Yuan had clawed his way back to the imperial palace from being an illegitimate son cast out into the world.
By the time the public saw him, he was already the most dazzling prince in Northern Yan: decisive and ruthless, with his sights set on the throne.
The capital's most prominent families lined up to marry their daughters into the royal family. He should have chosen the most useful daughter of a distinguished house. If he hadn't been close to death in Southern Chu and needed to trick Song Cisui into saving him, he never would have married this neglected princess.
When he returned to the capital, the first thing he did was distance himself from Song Cisui. The young woman was well-behaved: she neither cried nor made a scene. A little threat involving Southern Chu was all it took to make her find new ways to please him.
Song Cisui was gentle and understanding. After drifting through life for so long, he had rarely met anyone as considerate and charming as her.
Murong Yuan pitied her for being alone in Northern Yan. He slept with her, thinking that now that he had gained a foothold, he could give her a title and let her bear him a child or two for security. It wasn't out of the question.
Until one day, he brought a tailor to take her measurements for a wedding dress, only to find a divorce letter waiting for him.
That timid little maid had secretly climbed over the palace wall and gone alone to the battlefield to save her country!
Murong Yuan, a hard-hearted man who cared nothing for human life, finally learned what fear felt like.
# They say a man started a war among three kingdoms over a maid, but no one knows that the woman he wanted to save had once been a noble daughter who could hit a target from a hundred paces.
Theme: Love is not a weakness, but armor
