Abandoned Princesses
Consort Wu's Tragedy

Emperor Qiao took a slow sip of his warm tea.

"Scented fragrant and beautiful in color, what kind of new tea is this, Qi Hu?" Asked the Emperor enthusiastically while turning his teacup around slowly.

"Teh Longjing, Your Majesty." Eunuch Head Qi replied while bowing.

"What a great name." Emperor Qiao tried to smile. The Emperor's eyes turned towards the little finger of his left hand which was still wrapped in bandages.

"Your Majesty, until when do you not allow the Empress to make a visit?" Head Eunuch Qi again asked worriedly.

"Not anytime soon." The short answer from the Emperor could only make Head Eunuch Qi nod.

"Ughhh!" Emperor Qiao groaned in pain. Although the wound had been bandaged, the pain from each of his muscles connected to his little finger was still felt.

"Qi Hu, call Consort Wu. I can't keep this up, have to thwart the engagement" the Emperor said in a serious tone. Eunuch Qi's head again could only nod and pass on the Emperor's orders to a ladyboy.

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"Wu Yan ..." Emperor Qiao looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him. Despite her age, Consort Wu in her eyes was still a young girl she used to love.

"Yes, Your Majesty?" Concubine Wu answered elegantly while tasting the Longjing tea that the lady-in-waiting provided.

"Regarding the matter of Qiao Rong's engagement.. I think you're the best person for this. After what he's done to our daughter." Hearing the Emperor's words, Consort Wu took pains trying to hold back her smile.

Our daughter.

How silly are those words?

"Your Majesty can rest easy. The servant also thought so. But the servant needs His Majesty's help," replied Consort Wu.

"Any favor I'll give you." The Emperor looked at him gently.

"Your Majesty ... I want to talk about—Lan'er" Consort Wu tried her best to make her hands look trembling, then turned her gaze to Eunuch Head Qi.

The emperor who understood Consort Wu's intention immediately gave him an unscathed hand, while his wounded hand had been covered with a piece of cloth.

Head Eunuch Qi and the whole ladyboy immediately retreated leaving them in the room.

"What do you want to say about Lan'er?" The Emperor replied Consort Wu with a worried face.

"Your Majesty .. would definitely like to avenge Lan'er's death right? Then don't worry. I will act now." Concubine Wu suddenly smiled.

A moment after the confusion saw Concubine Wu's facial features change, the Emperor's face turned pale.

And he fell while holding his chest. The emperor tried to inhale as much oxygen as he could, but it was in vain. His chest was so tight that he just wanted to die.

"W-u ... Y-jp ... You-u ... Ughhhh!"

"Why am I doing this? Why would I do this to Your Majesty?" Consort Wu laughed with satisfaction. This pitiful look in front of him had been his dream for over twenty years.

"Did Your Majesty ever imagine my feelings when the Wu Family was executed and my fiancee was killed for reasons that had been engineered just because you were attracted to me? Interested in my face that closely resembles that damned woman?!"

"You don't even know what oppression I received as a concubine whose family was executed." Consort Wu could no longer contain her anger. On his face was no longer common sense, only insanity that had been pent up for many years.

"Tpi-pi ... Ak-uu ..—" The Emperor again fought hard to speak with a horrified look as he looked at the woman in front of him. He had known the woman for over twenty years. I don't know how many nights they spent together.

But the Emperor did not recognize Consort Wu who was now releasing all of her madness before his eyes.

"Love me? Ahaha!" Again Consort Wu laughed out loud. "You don't love me, you love my face. Every time you spend the night with me, you just imagine that unlucky woman!" Concubine Wu snapped at the helplessly sprawled Emperor, the Emperor was already no longer holding onto his aching chest.

"Your Majesty can now rest easy, the engagement of Qiao Rong and the Moon King, will it still take place if the Emperor of the Wen Kingdom dies?" consort Wu continued with a cynical smile drawn on her face.

The Emperor's eyes were now glazed.

"Lan-Lan'er ..." The Emperor used the remains of his breath with great effort.

"Ckckl! Even to the end you still think about that bastard? Does Your Majesty think I'd be pregnant with His Majesty's child?" Consort Wu's words were like a sword stab in Emperor Qiao's heart.

He did not expect to have sacrificed everything for a princess who was not even his own flesh and blood.

Even now his little finger .. and his life.

"Of course I will never be satisfied if I do not kill you with my own hands" Consort Wu said.

Jem!

Fresh red blood flowed from behind the Emperor's body. The blood was also now seeping from her clothes right on the chest that was now adorned with a dagger that was plugged by Consort Wu just now.

Emperor Qiao's tears flowed down towards his cheeks before he finally closed his eyes for the last time.

Regretfully.

Consort Wu now calmly wiped his hands that had been splashed by the Emperor's blood and threw away the washcloth with disdain after he finished.

"Fanfan."

From the rooftops of the room a shadow deftly moved and now stood before Consort Wu.

"Yes, Your Highness," said the woman dressed in all black.

"This is the end." Consort Wu smiled with peace in her heart.

At last. At last. At last.

"Is His Majesty happy? There was no one who could withstand the attacks of the five types of Worm Gu at once."

Right after the woman spoke, five tiny worms came out from the skin of the Emperor's arm. With varying colors and shapes, all the worms re-introduced into the woman's hands.

"It's good work to put the Worm Gu in his tea" Consort Wu said, praising the woman with pride.

"That's nothing, Your Majesty," the woman replied respectfully.

"Fanfan ..." Once again Consort Wu softly called out the nickname she gave to the woman in front of her.

"It's over now ..." Concubine Wu patted the woman's shoulder gently. "Give you .. freedom," he continued.

The woman smiled.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," he replied slowly.

"Now ka—"

Jem!

Concubine Wu had not yet finished her farewell words to the woman she had always considered a friend after saving the woman's life several years ago, but a dagger similar to the one he used on Emperor Qiao was now stuck in his chest.

Consort Wu's mind was filled with confusion and disappointment.

"Fanfan, you—" Consort Wu tried to speak in a choked voice.

"You said it yourself, Your Majesty. You gave me freedom. Then my job on you is done. I was just running errands from my previous master." The woman smiled. He smiled as if Consort Wu, who was dying before him, was not someone he knew.

Consort Wu's eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Don't you say, if the Emperor dies in your hands then you can die peacefully?" The woman continued with a tone and smile, as well as the same look on her face.

"Do you really believe that you saved my life that day? Or ... You never realized that everything was a coincidence?" The woman laughed mockingly.

"Is it a coincidence that I am saved by you, and willing to serve you for the rest of my life?"

The more the woman spoke, the more horror was the glare clearly drawn on Consort Wu's face.

Yet Consort Wu could only smile for the last time.

He killed the Emperor.

With his own hands. It will not change the fact that he has managed to avenge the death of his family and the man he loves.

Consort Wu could close her eyes happily.