Chapter 691: Waiting for Dawn

"Why did you deceive me..."

"Why did you deceive me for so many years?"

Emperor Zhao Yuan sat there murmuring to himself, his tone too calm, so calm that it seemed devoid of any superfluous emotion.

Zhu Minglang hid by the window, silently staring at the person in the pitch-black bedroom; he had many doubts in his heart, but at this moment he could only look on, as he certainly couldn't just rush forward and confront Emperor Zhao Yuan about why he wanted to kill his own concubine.

As for Empress Zhu's affairs, Zhu Minglang didn't know too much.

"Do you think if you were not that person of destiny, I would loathe you?" Emperor Zhao Yuan bent down and gently picked up the blood-covered Empress Zhu, as tenderly as a husband embracing his sleeping wife.

Yet Zhu Minglang found this scene somewhat creepy.

Zhao Yuan had killed her by his own hand, yet he stood here, coldly reminiscing. This emperor had most likely fallen into madness.