Wu Huan laughed as he sat down placing his hand on the table. They wanted him to save the same person that had fooled him. Although he couldn't blame Zhi Hao. He had done the same thing and even wanted to take his place. It was all because he couldn't remember what had happened before. “Im not going back to that palace anymore. What happens to them is none of my business." Wu Huan said crossing his arms together. “None of your business? I thought that Zhi Hao had been your friend. Are you going to allow him to get into trouble? What of Han Ling? Han Ling is still in Song Huo's hands. That's what he's using to threaten Zhi Hao." The head of the crime department said. “No one forced them to rebel. That was all their doing. You can just call it karma." Wu Huan said. " Karma? Wu Huan. I thought you wanted justice. Do you know what justice means? Punishing everyone without having any bias. Since you forced the late emperor to his death, you can no longer stop in your quest for revenge.
Wu Huan and Zhi Hao stood on the roof of one of the houses in the capital. In the past, they had only stayed there whenever they wanted to have fun or drink. It was in those rare times that they had been honest with each other. Maybe after that, they had never spoken the truth to each other after that. How did each of them know? That the other had been saying the truth? Because they had drank to faint that day. “What did you want to meet for?" Zhi Hao asked as he stood behind Wu Huan looking down at the capital street. “Why?” Wu Huan asked in a low voice startling Zhi Hao who expected Wu Huan to say something else. “What?” Zhi Hao asked. “I asked you why? I know that you wanted the throne for your family. You wanted revenge on Xing Ming because of what he did to your sister. I can understand all of them because I would have done the same thing if I was in your position however, I want to ask you. What is keeping you with Song Huo right now? Your family? Are you sure that you are n
Trying to stand up, Song Huo stretched his hand towards Dai Chan as if he could touch her. Moving against the table, Song Huo staggered only realizing just then that he was a little bit drunk. Standing to his feet immediately, Song Huo walked round the table standing straight. “Is it really?” Song Huo asked watching as Wu Huan nodded his head. “Yes. It's your sister. Your beloved sister." Wu Huan said. " Song Huo, return everyone that you have imprisoned. Let me go Song Huo.” Dai Chan said moving towards the edge of the rooftop making Song Huo sober. “Fine. You are pregnant yet you want to jump from a rooftop. What if something bad happens to you and your baby?” Song Huo asked. “The baby's father is dead. You killed him remember?" Dai Chan said shaking her head while she sighed using one of her hands to rub over her stomach. “Is that why? Is that why you are threatening me with your baby? You are my only family." Song Huo said making Wu Huan realize for sure Song Huo wasn't well
Few hours later, Wu Huan woke up feeling sore all over as he felt himself moving shakily. Opening his eyes, Wu Huan immediately didn't feel so good groaning as Song Huo carried him on his back. While Song Huo carried Wu Huan, Zhao Yao looked after Dai Chan helping her as they walked down on their feets. Although they didn't have much time and kept on being chased, Song Huo didn't give up as he carried Wu Huan. “They are close." Zhao Yao said as they walked faster. Every time they moved in carriages to they would always think that the distance was little. Most of the time, they wouldn't even look outside the window now, they were being chased, they finally understood what their servants suffered when they had to follow them on foot. Walking as quickly as they could, Zhao Yao turned back every few seconds to see how far they were. In order not to be seen by them, they decided to walk through the bushes instead of following the other road. Dropping Wu Huan down, Song Huo watched as Wu
Song Huo stood confused watching as Dai Chan left the room going outside. After she had left, Song Huo turned to Master Lim who was busy grinding the herbs that he had brought back. “Go and stay with her. Please." Song Huo said to Zhao Yao squeezing her hand to signal her to leave. Nodding her head, Zhao Yao left Song Huo with Master Lim heading outside. Looking back, Song Huo made sure Zhao Yao had left before staring at Master Lim. “What did you say to her? I told you not to say anything, didn't I?” Song Huo asked. “I just helped you. If I don't tell her the truth, it would be easy for her to continue blaming you. At least she should be able to share the guilt fifty-fifty with you." Master Lim said. " I never had a problem with taking all the guilt. I didn't!” Song Huo screamed making Master Lim to turn back. .“Stop shouting. Do you know where you are? I am trying to save your friend so instead of shouting, go and sit down.” Master Lim said glaring at Song Huo which made him s
While the others lined up waiting to leave the capital gate, Song Huo dragged Master Lim's hand taking him to an alley so they could talk. When they were sure no one was watching, Master Lim dragged his hand away sighing as he waited for Song Huo to explain what he meant. “What do you mean I should help you? I have already helped you. My helping box is empty." Master Lim said. " Master, you know magic. You can take us out.” Song Huo said smiling as he watched Master Lim glare at him. “Magic? You want me to use my magic to help you leave the capital? Have you gone mad?” Master Lim asked. “Your magic is far stronger than Duke Fenghao's magic. There is no way he would be able to spot us with your help." Song Huo said. " As I've said before, my helping box is empty. It means I don't want to help you any longer. You should just figure out how to help yourself.” Master Lim said wanting to leave but Song Huo held his hand. “Don’t you want to save Wu Huan? Plus, my sister is pregnant. A
Dai Chan who had been watching everything closed her eyes as she saw her brother apologizing to Zhao Yao. She had not sure when she married Zhao Yao to Song Huo however after watching them these few days, Dai Chan was sure about them. They had fallen in love despite her doubts. Seeing them act so sweetly had made her feel like her life was worth it. What exactly was happening right now? Meanwhile, Zhao Yao slapped Song Huo hard across the face when she heard him apologize. Song Huo felt the sting from Zhao Yao's slap get he didn't move at all. “I am sorry." Song Huo said again feeling the pain as Zhao Yao slapped him for the second time. The pain on his face was nothing compared to the look on Zhao Yao as she stared at him and his sister. They had it for their father. Even though he didn't mean to decieve her, he was still at fault. Which was why he had nothing to say except sorry. Watching Zhao Yao raise her hand for the third time, Song Huo flinched closing his eyes immediately w
Wu Huan reached out for Zhao Yao putting her by his side as Zhi Hao entered dropping his flowers on the stool near the ancestral tablets. Reaching out for the incense sticks, Zhi Hao bowed his head closing his eyes while Wu Huan and Zhao Yao gazed at him wondering why he was paying his respect to their parents. “Don't you know that the dead hate hypocrites?” Wu Huan asked while Zhi Hao was standing back up. “It's been weeks already. Besides, why do you hate me so much? I didn't do anything to you. On the contrary, it should be me who should be getting angry. You knew about my identity and instead you wanted to take my place." Zhi Hao said as he closed his two hands. “You are right. However, I won't side with you either. There is no difference between you and Song Huo anyway. The both of you are now going to be in a power struggle. And the both of you want to use me." Wu Huan said making. Zhi Hao pause smiling. After lighting the incense sticks, Zhi Hao stood them up in the right p