The dark night shrouded Elizabeth’s naked body like a cloth. She was so tired that she lay on the bed. Her lower body was so swollen. Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open, and a figure came in quietly. By the moonlight, the figure found Elizabeth\'s bed and stood by her bed. Elizabeth slowly raised her head and strained her eyes to see him, but she still couldn\'t recognize him. \"Who are you?\" This person did not immediately answer Elizabeth, but stood by her bed for a long time. Suddenly, the man knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to Elizabeth. Then, an unfamiliar voice apologized profusely to her. \"I\'m sorry, I\'m just following orders. There is nothing I can do...\" What does that mean? Was he sent here to assassinate her? Before Elizabeth could react, the lights suddenly came on in the distance, and then, in the quiet yard, there was a random sound of footsteps. \"Bang --!\" The door was kicked ope
\"Today is a good day to be Duke of Pingyang. I surrender.\" In the magnificent hall, Prince Christian Qin watched as his men fell down one by one. In the end, he knew that he had gambled and lost. Now that his men had been decimated, he had neither the courage nor the means to face Arthur Mu by himself. He had, by trying to ascend the throne too soon, dishonored himself. Even if he managed to get himself out of this situation, the Military would most certainly take the Duke of Pingyang’s side. \"Arthur Mu, even if I die... the woman you want the most. You’ve claimed her body, but her heart. You’ve lost it forever.\" The Prince suddenly grabbed the long sword in Arthur Mu\'s hand, and managed to slit his own throat with it. In an instant, blood gushed from his throat and squirted all over the throne room. Soon, the Crown Prince fell from the Dragon chair. Now there was only one person who was qualified to be Emperor. The civil and militar
Three months later, Arthur Mu had ascended the throne. The dynasty of Mu replaced the Qin dynasty. Though Arthur Mu didn\'t punish Jessica Mo after that incident, he silently remembered the Crown Prince’s words. He had already lost Elizabeth, he didn’t want to lose Jessica. However, his interest in her had been reduced so that even on the day of the birth of their son, he didn’t even take time out of his busy schedule to visit it. Arthur Mu did see the his new son a few times, but he never went to see his wife. As they walked through the garden, the royal butler brought up matters that the Emperor needed to attend to. \"Your Highness, we must find new concubines for you. It’s important that you build a new harem.\" The royal butler’s cautious voice interrupted Arthur Mu\'s thoughts. Arthur Mu remembered that he was an Emperor now, but pushed the thought aside. If he didn\'t worship Elizabeth soon, he would never meet his concubine in his next life.
Arthur Mu has forgotten Prince Christian Qin\'s words. He wanted Jessica Mo to help him, just so he could feel the same way he did when he was a boy. Just before the assassin had run towards Jessica Mo, he had been trying to figure out whether or not Jessica was behind Elizabeth\'s death. It really may have nothing to do with his wife. He couldn’t find a good reason to blame her. There was no proof. As Jessica Mo trailed behind him, he considered everything, including her bravery when she was a young girl. She had saved him, after all. He must treat her better, Arthur Mu thought. He sat on a chair. When he raised his eyes at her, he saw Jessica Mo fumbling through the medical kit. Arthur Mu realized that, except for that one time in the mountain, she had never bandaged any of his wounds. She spoke of it, but had never actually done it. Jessica Mo found the needle and clumsily threaded it. He remembered her speaking of sewing and using thread.
The civil and military affairs of the Mu Dynasty needed his attention, but no one dared to meet him alone. Although Arthur Mu has just ascended the throne, his way of doing things intimidated both the civil and military officials. While many admired the young Emperor, they were also deeply afraid. In the bedroom, Arthur Mu had drunk himself to oblivion. But the more wine he drank, the more his memories bothered him. Her words echoed in his ears. “I could not have done it even if I wanted to!” It was their father, who had sealed his daughters’ fates, and indirectly, his own. And yet, the patriarch had himself been pushed by circumstances beyond his control. A minister like Mr. Mo had to display loyalty to the Emperor at all times. The Emperor could seize everything he owned at the slightest provocation. This was exactly what had happened to their ill-fated family. Everything they had was taken from them, including their lives. And Arthur,
Even if she wanted to, Jessica Mo really could not say where her sister was. By now no one believed her. For her, time passed slowly, though to most the summer seemed to pass in the twinkling of an eye. It was now the start of autumn. Though he looked desperately for her, Elizabeth Mo was nowhere to be found. He thought about her every night. She had suffered terribly in his hands. While he loved another woman, he had tortured her and had nearly sent her to her death over and over. How did she survive? From the moment he had killed her family, how did she survive day after day? Arthur Mu was wrapped up in grief, the way he had never before experienced. He wanted to cry, but he couldn\'t even call up the tears to relieve him of his guilt. He looked at the lonely bedroom. His heart felt numb and painful at the same time. A bitter taste washed his mouth, again and again, rushing to his throat. Every day, a doctor would report on Jessica Mo\'s situatio
One year later, the new Emperor had seemingly aged quickly. The empty palace was the venue where civil and military officials met, but now it was also the main subject of their meetings. As Emperor, Arthur Mu ranked higher than the ten thousand people who made up the huge bureaucracy of his empire. However, there were certain duties that he needed to cater to, and the civil and military officials were getting anxious that he was shirking his responsibility. This was one of the disadvantages of imperial power. It encroached on his domestic and personal affairs. Even as he sought to soothe his heartache by torturing Jessica Mo, all the effort he had put into it amounted to nothing. Elizabeth could not be found. It was all in vain. At last, he could not evade a meeting with his officials. It was an open secret what he had done to his queen, and though nobody dared to ask him why he had done it, everyone was pressing him to recruit more beautiful women into the
Arthur Mu has stayed in the temple for more than half a month. During this period, he has been observing Elizabeth\'s every move. He has taken every opportunity he could to talk to her, but every time he did, she never revealed that she knew him. Arthur Mu didn\'t give up. He questioned the head monk about when Elizabeth entered the temple, and the circumstances surrounding her. \"She had come one night, with injuries all over her body. She never explained where she had come from. In fact, I didn\'t want to keep her at that time, for fear that she might bring harm to the temple. But I had taken pity on her. At that time, she was in such poor condition. In her eyes, you could see that she had resigned herself to her fate.\" \"I asked her, why does she look happy despite her poor condition. Her reply haunted me. She said, no matter how she ended up, at least she knew that the person she cared about was happy.\" Arthur Mu frowned slightly. \"