104 Missing Concubine

The Empress stood - only in a yellow top, body free from jewelry and hair scattered – under the cherry blossom tree. 26 years did nothing to erode her natural beauty. Her brows were still as youthful as ever, and now that the noble empress was dead and the young lady had been revived, it seemed as though she was the same girl whom the emperor and the king had first seen moving nimbly in her light clothes.

It was a during a sunset in spring, 26 years ago, when it all started, and 26 years later, it ended on a spring morning.

"There's no more Empress Yuan from now on, only Yuan Qingyi!"

Stripped from her robe and pearls she walked barefooted on the icy ground. She walked forward, and with every step she took the guards took another back. Nevertheless, without Zhangsun Wuji's order, they daren't leave. Sweat poured down their expressionless faces.

Zhangsun Wuji let out a gentle sigh.