Bitter truth

Xiuzhi after stepping in his mothers domain no longer had that gentle or emotional face. Instead it was replaced with sneer and mockery he felt towards his father.

He enters his mothers receiving hall and orders for all the servants to leave them alone. His mother who was still an eye catching beauty asks him about his sudden appearance. "Zhi'er..is everything alright?.."

Xiuzhi pours himself a cup of wine from the jug and answers "everything is fine...even better...Fuhuang is ill...just came from his place...he advised this son to support that scum during his absence.."

Noble consort cheng could hear the mockery and anger in her sons voice. It pained her heart to see her son struggles and angry on herself for not being able to support him properly. Gently she replies "Zhi'er...it won't be long...mother knows of your pains and effort...but look now even the heaven wants us to be free..."

Xiuzhi smiles upon thinking of the future "indeed...even the heavens are angered from the vile presence...mother don't worry this son won't act foolishly...I have come here to inform you that we can take action...for your safety and comfort do prepare well...

Now without the empress there isn't anyone from the harem to give you trouble...later when Fuhuang awakens visit him and inform him that you and Jidan are going to green monastery to pray for his health...

tell him that you won't feel at ease until you pray in seclusion..I have some of my people inserted inside the monastery as servants who will take care of your needs and security..hence no need for you to bring lot of people..."

Consort cheng tear up when thinking about the long parting with her son "Zhi'er...what about you?...are you sure that...we can trust on that person?"

Xiuzhi moves near to his mother and grabs her hand gently unlike earlier with his father he at this moment was genuine with his feelings "do not worry...he isn't someone to sugar coat...even without me he has the ability to take what he wants..it's just sons luck to have entered his eye...

All these years this son has done everything for fuhuangs attention...but alas it was for nothing...this son feels deep anger and hatred when thinking of how this son, you and Jidan were just puppets in his eye to play with...

He wasted your youth and effort while giving the hope and forcing you to fight with empress...it brought him immense joy to see you and empress at each other necks all for his favor...similarly he used this son as a stepping stone and later a shield for his favored scum...

Let's not even mention Jidan...for the favor of our father among all the princess she was the only one to learn till falling ill...yet it was that witch who was pampered to sky...good that she is died even worse than a beggar...

Muhou...it is bitter to swallow but undeniable truth that for Fuhuang we are nothing but means of his entertainment...his pawns to sacrifice for his desires...no matter how we perform it is that scum that he will favor while we are left at mercy...hence let's not disappoint ourselves further...

After all the things are in place...son promises to give you a peaceful and respectful life...it is much better to live as a widow than to be a sorrowful wife...as you said not long from now we need not worry..."

Consort cheng tears were flowing like river but she calms her emotions, wipes her tears and replies gently "mother knows...and mother no longer hopes for foolish things...don't worry mother will do as you say..you take care of yourself...just...if possible do send messages of your well being.."

Xiuzhi looks at his mother trying to put a brave face ,his own nose feeling sour but as a man and their pillar he couldn't cry. He gently hugs her and pats on her back and speaks softly "don't worry...it won't be long when we meet again... the person had already restricted me to not be in contact with anyone...but he has assured son that his people will inform about our well beings to each other...farewell mother...take care of yourselves and Jidan for this will the last of our hurdle"

Consort cheng tries her best to not cry and clutches her sons cloth. Xiuzhi release his mother from his embrace then walks out of the hall without turning back. Consort cheng finally slumps on the ground with tears flowing down on her cheeks.

Soon an old women enters and starts to console her. This women had been with her since she was a child. She was her nanny, her servant and her right hand whom she trusted with her life. She clings in her arm and shed more tears of heartache, worry and anger.