The Empress Kneels in Her Palace to Admit Her Mistakes After Slaying Her Ways in the Female-Oriented

This fan was a gift from Xiao Mingzhao, so Tuoba Xiangtai always carried it with him. He took it out almost subconsciously and opened it to find a painting or calligraphy on it.

The painting depicts a cold moon over the border, with ancient pines leaning horizontally, their branches supporting a half-moon. In the distance, beacon towers can be faintly seen, stretching out beyond the city walls.

The inscription reads: "Holding a fan to calm the storm, sharing mountains and rivers with you!"

and so……

Takuba Shota's body trembled more and more severely.

In Luan'er's heart, this person who is almost exactly like her is someone she wants to comfort during the long nights, and to accompany her through countless years until they grow old together.

As for him, is sharing mountains and rivers the only option?

He, Tuoba Xiangtai, had a heart full of sincerity, but he could only share the mountains and rivers with her, but not the long night.

Tuoba Xiangtai could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Crimson blood soaked through his clothes, leaving him disheveled in an instant, unlike Xiangxiang who was so carefree and elegant. Yet, he was filled with anger and sorrow, and an overwhelming sense of desolation welled up in his heart.

He shouted, "You, you, you..."

"Are you and Luan'er truly in love?"

"Then who am I?"

"I...I've become your substitute?"

"Me, I'm your stand-in?"

Xiangxiang smiled calmly and snapped his fingers: "Congratulations, you got it right!"

"So, you and Luan'er are the true love?"

"Am I merely a tool that Luan'er used to govern the world when she was lonely?"

Xiangxiang's smile widened: "Wow, you're even answering questions first now?!"

"puff!"

Takuba Shota coughed up another mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood was even more concentrated, almost completely soaking into the clothes, making the already crimson garment even more covered in blood, a sight that even the barbarian soldiers nearby couldn't bear to look at.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw that Takuba Shota's eyes were bloodshot.

"I'll fucking kill you!"

"You dare to steal Luan'er from me? You deserve to die!"

Suddenly, Tuoba Xiangtai drew a dagger. The dagger was sharp and the hilt was inlaid with turquoise, making it quite extraordinary. He immediately prepared to stab Xiangxiang on the tiger chair.

Just then, the barbarian soldiers guarding the gate rushed in.

"Third Prince, the army has completed its preparations..."

Before he could finish speaking, he witnessed a scene that terrified the barbarian guards.

The Third Prince sat upright on a tiger-shaped chair, below him was an assassin covered in blood, his blade gleaming and sharp, looking like a madman, about to assassinate the Third Prince!

This is outrageous!

Although the Third Prince is often outrageous, even threatening to kill his brothers just because they glanced at Xiao Mingzhao, he is still the Third Prince, the current ruler of the grasslands!

How could he, as a gatekeeper, stand by and watch the Third Prince be assassinated?

Immediately, he transformed into a streak of light and rushed up from behind. He exerted his strength and moved incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, he was behind the assassin and kicked out with a powerful stomp.

A loud crash!

The assassin was kicked hard by his heavy, solid foot, slamming him against a nearby table and chair. The kick was so fierce and vicious that the assassin's body went limp from the impact, and his forehead slammed into the corner of the table, causing blood to flow freely and making the bloodstains on his body even more abundant.

Seeing the effect, the guards felt relieved, knowing that this kick had saved the Third Prince.

He felt quite pleased with himself.

With such a life-saving act, shouldn't the Third Prince reward him handsomely?

Maybe I can get a promotion?

After kneeling down, he bowed and said, "Your Highness, the thief has been captured by my subordinates. Please rest assured..."

The hall was completely silent, except for the sounds of the assassin struggling to get up but failing to do so.

Even Xiangxiang, sitting on the tiger chair, was dumbfounded!

"Holy crap, am I really turning into Shota Takuba?"

"You've been promoted from stand-in to main role?"

Unfortunately, this idea didn't last long for Xiangxiang, because the barbarian soldiers inside the tent finally realized what was happening and quickly got up together to help Tuoba Xiangtai up from the ground.

Tuoba Xiangtai, who had finally managed to get up, was in an even worse state. His clothes were covered in blood, and his face was bruised and swollen.

If the previous Takuba Shota was a refined gentleman in a turbulent world, the current Takuba Shota is like a beggar begging on the street in a prosperous era, accompanied by his surging, uncontrollable, and insane rage.

"You bastard!"

"You don't even recognize me, Your Highness?"

"Dare to lay a hand on me, Your Highness?"

The guards were shocked.

What?

Did they save the wrong person?

Was that kick he just delivered aimed at the Third Prince, Tuoba Xiangtai?

Then... who is that person sitting on the tiger-shaped chair, holding a folding fan, with such a graceful and carefree posture...?

No, they look so alike. He came in such a hurry, how could he tell them apart?

He quickly begged for forgiveness: "Your Highness, I, I, I accidentally mistook you. It's just too similar, he looks even more like you than I do, I, I..."

"I have poor eyesight..."

These words, instead of being spoken, struck at the very core of Takuba Shota's fears, causing his anger to surge. With a clenched fist, he hysterically shouted, "Chop him up! Chop him up! Chop him up..."

The blade fell, and the gatekeeper's head rolled to the ground.

Tuoba Xiangtai's anger showed no signs of abating; in fact, it intensified. After all, the gatekeeper was right—this Xiangxiang looked just like him!

It's too similar, ridiculously similar!

The similarity... caused the love he held for Luan'er in his heart to instantly crumble!

"She doesn't love me!"

"She doesn't love me!"

"I've been so open and honest with her, but she doesn't love me at all!"

"If we can't be together in life, then let's be buried together in death!"

Tuoba Xiangtai's eyes sharpened, and he immediately gave the order. One of the guards drew his knife and approached Xiangxiang step by step.

Xiangxiang showed no fear on his face.

Good, good. Xiao Mingzhao gave him so much hope, only to shatter it all in one day. His life or death is no longer in danger, but before he dies, he should make things difficult for Xiao Mingzhao and Tuoba Xiang.

he……

What does it matter if I die?

He immediately stood up and headed straight for the blade.

The blade pierced him?

No, he deliberately sought death!

The blade was sharp, piercing through his chest, staining the area with blood. Xiangxiang died on the spot with a satisfied smile on his face!

But this scene deeply stung Takuba Shota.

For some reason, looking at Xiangxiang, who was so similar to him, and who even died with such detachment, his heart seemed to boil, his jealousy surged, and he felt like he was about to explode!

Holding the dagger, he was about to return to the inner courtyard to find Xiao Mingzhao.

A barbarian guard beside him quickly stopped him: "Your Highness, our army stationed outside the city is being attacked by the Imperial Guards and the border troops. Now is the time for Your Majesty to step forward and take charge. Your Highness, please don't let your personal feelings ruin our important mission..."

"Snapped!"

Tuoba Xiangtai casually swung his hand, striking the guard in the face and forcing him back. His face was a complex mix of emotions: sorrow, jealousy, madness, and hysteria...

There wasn't a single trace of composure.

"Taking charge of the overall situation?"

"Screw you, host your mother!"

"Didn't you see? Luan'er is about to run off with someone else, and I'm supposed to be in charge? If Luan'er leaves, my world will collapse! In charge of your mother's business!"

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