Feng Zhi Wei remained silent, the expression in her eyes shifting under the light. After a while, she smiled and said, “I don’t understand any of the things you said.” 

Manchun ignored her and kept on talking “Except for the one sentence I heard at that time, everything else is my own thoughts that came through deduction. At that time, I didn’t know Official Xin’s words of “betray the whole world but refused to betray him/her” if he was referring to a male or female. I thought it was a man but…it was you.”

She took a deep breath, tears welling up in her eyes, “Last year, His Highness was weighed down in spirit. In truth, his old injuries had not relapsed for many years, but it kept bothering him last year. After returning from the border this year, his spirit had improved. I was just rejoicing over that when that big case suddenly happened. He didn’t come back for two days. He was outside all day and all night. The guards were running all over the place in and out of the palace, and going to every palace department. By nighttime, the guards finally rested but then His Highness was nowhere to be found. He returned in the early morning, covered with night frost, even his eyebrows were wet and his face was frightening pale… after being helped into bed, he only rested an hour before he got up again to attend the three-justice interrogation. After he left, I found blood-stained handkerchiefs by the foot of the bed when I was tidying up and only realized then that his old injuries had relapsed again. I had no idea what was causing his injuries to relapse and he wouldn’t say so I could only hope that he would take a good rest to recuperate properly. Those old injuries would heal if he rested properly but he has not rested, not even for one moment…every day, I would find those blood-stained handkerchiefs at the foot of the bed, by the windows, under the tables… it has not stopped….

Feng Zhi Wei closed her eyes. 

The hot air gradually dissipated, condensed on the window, slowly dripping down, like tears that could not be held back. 

The two women were silent, each immersed in the silence of their own shock waves. 

“I have always thought there is no woman in his heart, always thought there is no one worthy to walk alongside of him…” After a bit, Manchun muttered in a low voice, almost like a whisper as she laughed, “…but it turns out, is not that there is no woman, but she was in disguise, hidden from the whole world, and also…from this manor full of infatuated women…” 

Feng Zhi Wei’s face was dimmed in the pale yellow light. The face, both in front and behind the mask, was unmoving. 

After a while, she lowered her eyes and asked calmly, “You, already know who I am?”

Manchun looked at her, smiled sadly, held her neck up straight, and said without hesitation, “Yes.” 

All the anomalies, the timing of Ning Yi’s change, and the chain of events caused this smart woman who was always by Ning Yi’s side to figure out everything. 

A woman who is deeply in love has a superhuman-like sensitivity.  

A hint of pain flashed across Feng Zhi Wei’s eyes, “Why do this to yourself?” 

Things might be fine if she had tried to do something to her, but, to know a secret you should not have known and still say it out loud, then, there is only one ending. 

This Manchun is a very smart and perceptive woman, why…

Manchun smiled strangely, bowed low to the ground, and said softly, “There has to be someone who can say the things he doesn’t want to say for him.” 

Feng Zhi Wei was shaken. 

“Official Wei, Lord Wei.” Manchun smiled coldly, swaying like a begonia under the moon, “Your fame is noised through the whole world. You are respected in court, and beloved by the people, you are truly one who is superior to all. In a woman’s body, you stir the winds of empires, captivated the world, and also captivated His Highness’s heart, but you yourself, have no heart.” 

Feng Zhi Wei’s fingers were slightly cool as they rested on the clothes. The clothes were made of thin silk, slippery, and cool yet her hands were still a little cooler than them. The wind of the spring night penetrated through the gaps in the window lattices. She was disheveled and should’ve felt cold but she had forgotten to keep putting on clothes. 

“You and him, see each other almost every day, spending day and night together. You have gone through the rains and the storms and experienced the tumultuous dangers of the court together. You should understand his suffering and difficulties more than anyone else, you should know how much effort it takes to accomplish the smallest thing when you are surrounded by enemies on all sides. You should be able to guess how much he has done for you but you refuse to understand… can you really not understand, or you just refuse to even think about it?” 

“It’s more hateful for a person who understands but pretends not to than a confused person who is truly confused.” Mancun sneered, holding her hands behind her back, “Your heart doesn’t ache for his pain, I do. My heart aches until I can’t bear it anymore. I ached until I saw you tonight when I suddenly understood everything. There are some things he will never say then I will say it. I won’t let you pretend ignorance. I will make you remember today clearly, never forgetting it. Every time you want to harden your heart you will remember the me tonight, remember that there was once a person in this world who begged you like this– love him, or let him go.” 

Her voice got quieter and quieter as she spoke. Feng Zhi Wei suddenly leaped up like a surge of wind and grabbed her shoulder with her hand. 

Her hand landed on Manchun’s shoulder, but before she had even exerted any force, Manchun abruptly fell forward and fell into her arms. 

Feng Zhi Wei slowly lowered her head. 

In Manchun’s back. 

There was a shining dagger in the middle of a brilliant red that was spreading outward, the dazzling red seared her vision. 

Manchun’s body had been half-hidden behind the tub. Her last move was to plunge the dagger into her back. 

 Every time you want to harden your heart you will remember the me tonight, remember that there was once a person in this world who begged you like this– love him, or let him go.

She used ending her life forever on this night to force Feng Zhi Wei to have to remember her. 

Not to remember her, but to remember her last plea for the one she loved and ached for. 

Blood flowed out, forming a thick pool of blood on the ground. Feng Zhi Wei stared at the blood lost in thought, and said softly, “Why do this to yourself.” 

The second time she said this, there was desolation in her voice. 

“Getting close to you…exposing your identity…I was going to die anyway.” Manchun struggled to let out a bleak smile, “I don’t want…to die by his hand…to die…then it has to be of value.” 

Her body became colder bit by bit in Feng Zhi Wei’s arms, like the moonlight that retreated inch by inch from the darkness in the room. 

The last words she said in her life were:

“If in the end, you can’t love…”

“Then please tell him that someone once loved him like this.”

Feng Zhi Wei held the cold body in her arms and sat stunned in the darkness. For a moment, her heart felt empty, not knowing why or where it was. 

Splendid clothes were piled chaotically in front of her but she just stared blankly, her emotions tossing and turning in shock, forgetting that her clothes were disheveled and she had not put on her outer robe yet. 

 There was a slight noise from the door, jerking her out of her stupor. With a twist of her body and a raise of her arm, the light silver cloak fell over her shoulder, reflecting a dazzling star-like color in the blurry orange light. 

Ning Yi stood at the door. 

Hearing some noise, he pushed the door open and saw the silver light spread out. In the moonlight, the jade vase-like figure flashed by, the delicate skin between the goose-yellow web of ribbons caused him to suddenly feel a shortness of breath. 

The shortness of breath was followed immediately by the strong smell of blood. 

His heart dropped, and any suggestive thoughts disappeared immediately. He hurried over and asked urgently, “Are you injured?”

But he stopped in the next instant when he saw Manchun on the ground. 

Feng Zhi Wei slowly raised her eyes to look at him, and said calmly, “She committed suicide.”

Ning Yi looked at the corpse silently and said after a while, “She is very smart.”

A slight chill crept over Feng Zhi Wei’s heart, knowing that Manchun was indeed very smart– sending her to serve her tonight, was a dead end from the very beginning. 

Perhaps Ning Yi had wanted to test this “concubine” or maybe he thought she was too smart or knew too much or…had had other ideas. A causal order from him, promptly caused the beauty to come decisively, knowing the ending but still came to meet her own death and even did everything she could for him before she died. 

As many people hate without reason in this world, there are just as many people who love without complaint.

I am curious if this last scene changed your opinion of Ning Yi?

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