Transmigrated Into The Worst Concubine (Bl) Chapter 126

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The emperor is dead. The empress has been arrested for killing the emperor, and everything was and is in turmoil.

Le Huan was at a loss. He didn’t understand why the emperor was gone.

Everything had been fine up until a few days ago, or it wasn’t, he wasn’t sure. He felt at loss with everything. He understood nothing.

Soon, the first prince walked up to him calmly.

“Imperial concubine,”

He looks towards the young prince, “hmp?”

But then he got up then bowed, “Your imperial highness,”

“No need, no need, imperial, Concubine.” The first prince said, taking a seat.

Soon tea was poured for him by one of the servants, there was eerie silence between them before the young prince took a sips.

Le Huan looks at the child who still has a calm smile on his face, as if his father didn’t die. Le Huan brows knotted. “How are you feeling your imperial highness?”

The first prince looks to the sky before letting out a sigh, “Imperial father… no father wanted me to be emperor because of my ruthlessness, he understood my ability to separate my feelings from personal matters, he wanted me to carry the burdens as an emperor, even if I’m sad I won’t show after all I’ll be crown emperor soon.”

The first spoke with maturity. Even if he was sad, he would not show it. After all, he’ll be emperor soon. Taking a sip of the tea, his smile remains.

“And your mother? Regardless of what he’s done, he is still… your mother.”

Zheng Yingjie finally for a split second revealed the emotions in his heart, “I think I’ll be saving him by doing this, I think it’s what he wants as well.”

Le Huan feels pity for the boy, he will be the one to command the execution of his mother who killed his father, Zheng Yingjie the unfortunate child of the Jiang empire and soon to be the youngest emperor of it.

After the meeting with the young prince, Le Huan did a lot of thinking. Everything is all a big confusion. So he decided before the execution of the empress he would visit.

“Le Huan,”

Wen Ying was inside a cellar, but it was beautiful. There were accommodations and warm bedding, something that’s not befitting the title of a criminal. Wen Ying looks radiant and beautiful as if there were nothing on her conscience.

“You know my name…” Le Huan said, ready to listen while taking a seat.

“I forgot many things but the important ones I didn’t,” Wen Ying answers calmly.

Wen Ying was compliant. After all his mission was already completed, all he must do is await his death.

“Wen Ying… who are you? Why did you kill the emperor?”

Wen Ying looks at Le Huan coldly before sighing, “How is someone like you so smart and stupid at the same time?”

Wen Ying smiles weakly, “My name is…. Le Yuri”

Le Huan’s heart went weak, no. It can’t be, suddenly he feels a headache coming up. “Yuri, w-why?!”

Le Huan feels this heavy guilt case over his shoulder, “Yuri,”

Yuri looks away for a moment and then looks at the brother, who she had once longed to see. It’s sad really soon he will learn what true hell is.

“Yuri, what happened? You were so kind… I don’t believe‐”

“Well, believe it, and you’ll soon understand, brother.”

Le Huan sees that she will not give a clear understanding of what she means, so now he diverts the question. “Why did you kill the emperor?”

“To start over, this isn’t the right path. Zhao doesn’t remember, but if I can get him back on the right track… we can go home.”

Le Huan tilts his head, “The right path, what do you mean?”

“To go back home, to my children, and to my husband.” She clenched onto the bars tightly.

Le Huan didn’t understand, and Le Yuri didn’t say more. Le Huan is doing deep contemplations. He wants to know the reasons behind the emperor’s death. He sits in the yard waiting for the bang of the brass gong that announces the arrival of annoyance, but as he sits there, he’d never hear it and left with longing inside his heart

“Tch, stupid emperor even in death you annoy me!”

The days were fast approaching, and it was already the day for Le Yuri’s execution. Her face didn’t seem to phase as if it’s another day for her. Walking on stage, the 1st prince looks at her, “Mother, is there anything else.”

He looks at her with a blank smile, “Such an insincere smile, you’re in the makings of an emperor.” She smiles.

“Only you, mother, but it is as you wish.”

He walks away, then sits upon the throne. Le Huan is hurting, Yuri, Yuri. Soon, two swords rise as she looks back at Le Huan, then mouths.

Y. O. U. R. T. U. R. N

Not long after, her head fell off her body, rolling to the ground. Le Huan feels his heart skip a beat at her death…

It was over, there is no going back.

Le Huan that night, Le Huan went to bed and had a strange dream. He saw Yuri, but she was Yuri. Her eyes slowly open on the hospital bed, and he is confused, but what confuses him more is seeing him and someone else. “Zhao.”

But soon the environment shifts, and now he looks at the emperor standing before him except, different…

“It’s not over yet, Le Huan… it’s just beginning.”

Le Huan gasped, startled! He touches himself, not sure what happened unless he sees the place is different. His clothes are not right,

He gets up to look in the mirror to see himself completely different from before. This is Wen Ying!!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, “Young master, his highness has come to visit.”

Le Huan turns, frozen. Wei Zhao stood smiling at him.

“Ying er, are you ready?”

The end …