Liwey Qu

Section 38: Free.

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Jing Xuan sat by the pool while still gazing up at the sky filled with flickering stars. Breathe in calmly and then take it out slowly, not in a hurry. Jing Xuan liked these snacks, there was no commotion and was far from the crowd.

But, where did Liwey, his wife was still enjoying the food that was served at the banquet table. Ah, Jing Xuan chuckles at thinking about it. His wife was always excited when dealing with food. Still with a fluffy smile at the corner of his lips, Jing Xuan moved his feet to kick at the small pebbles scattered near the pond

"What are you doing here my son? Still don't like parties?" The typical heavy voice of a man made the smile imprinted on Jing Xuan's face decay instantly. He knew who was meeting him now.

"Is your longevity feast over, Your Majesty, to make the party owner run away from the event?" jing Xuan asked coldly, the man who was originally sitting on the edge of the pond was now standing and facing towards the figure of the middle-aged man before him.

"I didn't see you, that's why I'm looking for you here. You're always the same, son. Don't like the crowd." Jing Xuan just cleared his throat softly in response. Then the two fell silent, busy with their respective thoughts.

"I'm sorry." Jing Xuan stares at the face of the man before her a little surprised. Was he not misheard, a mad Emperor who was respectful and had a hard time saying an apology was now apologizing to him? Oh, what is this, a miracle of the world?

Jing Xuan raised next to his brows. "For what? You never make a mistake."

"I'm so wrong with you, son."

"Example?" Jing Xuan crossed both of her hands in front of her chest. His eyes looked straight ahead. Right piercing the Emperor's dark bead.

"I've married you den ..."

"I don't think that's a mistake."

"I have demoted him to minister of the put position ..."

"I don't want that position."

"I've used you."

Jing Xuan chuckled, his eyes staring coldly at the figure of the Emperor. "I thought you'd forget that part."

"I'm sorry, son. I'm too guilty of you." The Emperor stared pleading with Jing Xuan, yet the man remained untouched. For him the pain that the Emperor had inflicted on him all this time could not be paid only with an apology, and also power. Jing Xuan simply wanted, the face of the person who gave her the pain was gone from before her.

"You don't want to forgive me?" Jing Xuan silently unmoved, his eyes staring straight at the Emperor's black slice. It could be seen by him that the sense of regret was overwhelming from behind the man's eyes, yet Jing Xuan was still not disturbed, however, the man's conscience has been closed since the moment where he did not get the belaan of the figure who was pleading before him.

Jing Xuan incised his face towards the left, his forehead instantly shrinking as he found the braided girl who had always been following his wife was now walking alone and looking hurried, as well as a panicked facial expression. Jing Xuan had a bad feeling about it.

The Emperor who saw the change in the look on his son's face immediately followed Jing Xuan's gaze. "What's up, son?"

Jing Xuan did not reply, the man instead ran up to Jiali quickly. For some reason, she felt bad about Liwey. Hopefully the feeling was only a moment of uneasiness because he never saw Liwey coming to him.

"Jiali, what are you doing? Why go back and forth at night like this? And, where's Princess Jing?"

Jiali gasped at Jing Xuan's question, did he just say that his Madam had disappeared from his tutelage. But, Jiali was afraid of the law. He realized that he was negligent. He left for a moment without telling Liwey before, and now his mistress was nowhere to be seen from his nose, even in the room he was in.

Jing Xuan furrowed his brows as he found Jiali's panicked face, no. No, Jing Xuan shouldn't speculate excessively now.

"Tell me where is Princess Jing?" Jing Xuan pressed down on every word that came out of his mouth. Jiali was trembling more and more, did he have to say.

"What's up, kid? What's wrong with your wife?"

Jing Xuan paid no heed to the question of the Emperor who turned out to follow in his footsteps. "ANSWER ME!!" jing Xuan's resolute shout made Jiali shed tears.

"Hiks, forgive Jiali, sir. Jiali negligent."

"Don't beat around the bush, say it quickly." Argh, Jing Xuan grabbed her hair in frustration.

"Put ... princess Jing me .. disappeared," replied Jiali softly who was still able to be heard by Jing Xuan.

"S*al" he said and immediately ran away leaving the two men to look for his wife. I hope Liwey is okay. Jing Xuan chanted a prayer at each step of her foot.

"What exactly happened? Where's Princess Jing?"

"Hamba doesn't know, Your Majesty the Emperor. Servant off guard and servant lost track of Princess Jing."

Heh. The emperor breathed heavily, calling him one of the soldiers passing by from there. Then told them to immediately look for the whereabouts of Liwey's position now.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. Servant deserves to die." Jiali kowtowed, lamenting his mistake.

"Sshht, quiet. Now you better help find Princess Jing, too."

Jiali stood up then nodded then left the Emperor about to look for Liwey's position and saluted him earlier.

The Emperor looked straight at the fish pond where he noticed his 4th son. Hah, back the Emperor sighed tiredly.

"Hopefully princess Jing is fine, she has brought change to Jing Xuan."

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Two men who were still cool laughed surprised when they found Liwey was standing surrounded by kerlap kerlib light tendrils on his body. His long hair fluttered, cloudy clouds adorning the starry sky. Covering its glittering beauty.

Liwey opened his eyes, the golden iris of the woman was glowing looking right at the two men who had already shown a look of fear there.

"I warned you." Liwey's voice rippled

low, creating a gripping aura that made the bodies of the two men tremble.

"In ... is she a witch?"

"I .. I think she's a real witch."

Liwey let out a loud laugh when he heard the words of the two men there. "On the verge of death, can you still call me a witch?" Liwey raised his left eye eyebrow. His head tilted to the right.

"Where should I start? You or you." Liwey pointed at one by one the men standing before him. "It looks like I have to do it in person, maybe I can enjoy every shout from the two of you and speed up your time of death" Liwey said, quoting the man.

"That's right." Liwey smiled obliquely, his amber iris staring intently at the two people there. Both of his hands extended forward and quickly the light rays came out and wrapped around the bodies of the two men there.

Screaming, the two men screamed. The heat caused by the light tendrils was felt many times over from the fire used to melt iron. The smell of roasted ringing entered their sense of smell. The two men were sure, if their bodies had now blistered violently.

Liwey laughed sinisterly hearing the screams after shouts from the two men there. His hand was still outstretched and still giving off light tendrils. Liwey completely wrapped around them from the bottom up. Until now the light tendril has been wrapped right in the middle of the neck of the two.

"Daughter Jing, please forgive us, we won't do such a thing again."

"Right Princess Jing, please let us go."

Liwey rolled a lazy eyeball. "You think I'm gonna let you go after what you guys did to me?" Liwey chuckled softly. "Don't you think I'm a gentle woman who's going to melt with supplications and tears" Liwey said. Now the tendrils he released began to reach the heads of the two men. A loud shout resounded as Liwey started clenching his two outstretched hands.

"Die you guys."

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Jing Xuan further sped up his steps when he heard a loud shouting sound from the direction of the road towards the royal storage warehouse, his steps getting even faster when he found a bright light emanating from there.

Suddenly the incident then crossed Jing Xuan's brain, where he saw with his own eyes Liwey finish someone with light coming out of his fingers.

And Jing Xuan's guess was correct. The man's footsteps stopped two meters behind Liwey. His eyes watched as the light tendrils began to coil around the bodies of the two figures that Jing Xuan believed were men, a deafening roar sounded. Jing Xuan also went back to watching the two human figures slowly turn into ashes and fly in the wind.

Jing Xuan's breath choked at her. Even Jing Xuan didn't realize there was a sound of footsteps some people were also heading to where he was.

Jing Xuan was still staring at Liwey's tiny back which slowly started to turn around. Jing Xuan grew increasingly choked upon seeing the water falling from Liwey's eyes.

A drop.

Two drops.

And continued to fall soaked his cheeks. Jing Xuan could see a look of regret on Liwey's face. "Xuanxuan, I'm a killer." After Liwey fell, it was fortunate that Jing Xuan swiftly grabbed Liwey's body until the woman's body did not hit the floor.

Jing Xuan scrutinized Liwey's face, there were bluish marks around the woman's chin, and also patches of dried blood at the corners of her lips.

Who would dare to do this to a woman? Is it possible that Ailin, if it was true, this time Jing Xuan would not forgive her.

"Geez, what happened to your wife, son." The Emperor exclaimed in shock at Liwey's condition on Jing Xuan's lap.

Jing Xuan was silent, slowly he began to get up and hold Liwey by putting one hand on the knee fold and one other hand on Liwey's waist.

"Call the healer to come to my room immediately," Jing Xuan said coldly then passed carrying Liwey's frail body in his carriage.

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Cring.

Brakes.

Sreet.

The eyelids opened, his blood-red iris staring with interest at the wide-open wooden door before him. A wide grin was created at the corner of his lips. And without waiting for time, the figure laughed out loud. Even the sound of laughter echoed throughout the room.

The day he had been waiting for hundreds of years had arrived. He was finally free and ready to take his revenge.

"Ahh, welcome to my freedom, hahaha."

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