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With the terrifying stirring of tearing flesh, a white hand covered with solidified blood plasma reached into the chest and slowly pulled outward.

A broken heart was grasped and pulled out by white hands stained with solidified blood plasma.

Love once again cast aside her own heart, and as soon as the broken heart hit the earth it burst into flames.

The girl held up the heart that was beating and glowing.

Staring at the constantly beating heart of Lingyi chess master Wu Jiujiu, the girl had a dazed look on her face, her cherry lips curled up, and a hint of satisfaction appeared in her shy smile.

"Shang Yangjun, are you concerned about me..."

"I'm fine... just wait a little longer... just wait a little longer..."

...Hmm!

Ai brought the heart belonging to Shang Yang close to her chest, and with her slender white hands stained with coagulated blood, she used all her strength to stuff the heart of Shang Yang into Ai's broken body.

The glowing heart, as soon as it was placed in the broken chest of love, seemed to gain new life and began to beat strongly.

The edge of the girl's torn chest, torn apart by her own hands, was covered with flesh and blood, which grew wildly. In a short while, it healed the shattered chest. The horrible wound disappeared without a trace, and her skin was as smooth as cream.

Feeling the heart of her beloved beating strongly in her body, the girl gently closed her eyes.

Drops of tears flowed down her cheeks and merged into the solidified blood plasma at the corners of the girl's lips.

Tears and blood mixed together.

"Shang Yangjun, you are the only one who treats me well..."

"It's my fault... You've done so much for me, and I... Not only did I not help you at all, I ended up hurting you..."

Ai's slender white hands gently pressed on his chest, and tears slid down and fell into the blazing flames on the soil.

"From now on, I will never leave you again..."

"But there is one more thing that must be done..."

"...Shang Yang, please look at me, don't look away..."

Opening her eyes, the girl's clear pupils were filled with overwhelming hatred after her sweet dream was shattered.

"Now... I will avenge you!"

boom! ! !

As if consumed by the girl's desperate, condensed hatred, everything around her—the trees, the grass, the corridors, the palace—began to burn fiercely, the flames illuminating the entire night sky. Everywhere inside, flames blazed, the dazzling light engulfing all darkness...

The chains locked on Ai's wrists and the jingling shackles nailed between her slender ankles can no longer restrict Ai's actions.

The girl didn't care about these torture instruments that were no longer any hindrance. She stepped on the soil with her naked white jade feet and jumped lightly.

The girl's frail body leaped up and left the place where she had been buried.

Looking around at the raging fire, the hatred in Ai's tone was chilling to the bone.

"...First, find everyone directly involved in the murder of Shang Yang."

PS1: Yesterday's and today's updates are also two chapters merged (to make it look coherent). They were set to be released at 2:30 AM, but no one will read it at that time.

PS2: This chapter should not be... sad?

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Volume 1: Heian Tales of the Past and Present: Chapter 33: The Fire at Fujiwara Palace

Inside Fujiwara Palace, the imperial residence.

Emperor Jitung returned to the Imperial Palace and went to sleep with the help of his maids, but he tossed and turned tonight and woke up several times from his sleep.

Originally, today should have been a peaceful night for the Queen. The Kyoto monster riot had come to an end. Through this incident, the Queen had suppressed the old aristocracy who had been vying to reclaim power at court, and cracked down on relatives within the royal family who were close to the old forces. At the same time, she had completely resolved the root causes of trouble left by the previous monarch, Emperor Tianwu, and cleared the way for her grandson to be enthroned as the Crown Prince.

However, tonight, when everything seemed to be going in the direction that Emperor Chitong expected, he felt quite uneasy, with an inexplicable feeling of palpitations in his heart.

It seems that in this incident, some part was handled very inappropriately.

Waking from sleep once more, Emperor Jitong arose, preparing to order a summons to the great temple's monks overnight to see if these profoundly versed monks could shed light on the source of his unexplained heart palpitations. However, just as the empress was about to summon a maid to deliver the imperial decree, she was shocked to notice that the darkness outside the Imperial Palace had suddenly turned a fiery red.

Immediately afterwards, the panicked noises of the palace maids began to reach the ears of the queen.

"...What exactly happened in my palace?"

The palpitations in his heart were getting heavier and heavier as Emperor Chitong muttered to himself.

"Report, report to His Majesty!"

The gates of the Imperial Palace were wide open, and the maids walked into the palace in panic, bowed, and reported nervously.

"The Third Councillor, the Left Vice Admiral, has sent a report that there are multiple fires in the Fujiwara Palace, and the Daigokuden has been engulfed in flames!"

"what?!"

Upon hearing the report from the maids, Emperor Chitong was shocked and angry.

The maids were frightened by the Emperor's angry questioning from behind the curtain, but they still reported to the queen tremblingly another piece of news that also frightened them.

"And, moreover, the palace warriors on duty saw Princess Ai, who was executed and buried by His Majesty's order, appear within the palace! Dozens of warriors and foot soldiers witnessed firsthand that wherever Princess Ai passed, blazing fires engulfed her! Councillor Lieutenant General Zuo reports that Princess Ai's body appears to have been possessed by an evil spirit, allowing her to come back to life. She is now continuously killing palace warriors and foot soldiers within the Imperial Guard. Lieutenant General Zuo is mobilizing Imperial Guard troops to surround and kill her!"

In panic and fear, the maids ignored the taboos and told everything they knew.

"Nonsense! A dead person can come back to life?! How could such a thing be possible?"

In shock and anger, the queen behind the curtain shouted angrily. However, she also felt extremely uneasy and stood up and gave orders.

"Come here! Come with me to check it out!"

At this time, the guarding samurai and palace maids in Fujiwara Palace were in chaos, and people were shouting everywhere, "There's a fire!" "Run for your lives!" "Hurry up and send someone to put out the fire!"

Sitting upright in the imperial sedan chair, the anxious Emperor Jitō ordered his attendants to gather the confused palace samurai and foot soldiers of the Imperial Guard along the way, and led this large temporary team to the Daigokuden Hall which was burned by fire.

At this moment, countless palaces in Fujiwara Palace were on fire. The Fujiwara Palace, which had cost the court a huge amount of wealth and took decades to build, was likely to be destroyed tonight.

Another place, west of the Fujiwara no Miyabi, is the residence of Fujiwara no Ason Fuhito, a fifth-rank official and a junior judge.

Fujiwara no Fuhito, a junior rank official, heard from his attendants that flames were shooting up into the sky and that there were many fires in the Fujiwara Palace. He hurriedly put on his hunting robes, summoned all the Fujiwara family attendants, and hurried to the Fujiwara Palace in his carriage.

"Why did the fire suddenly break out? Could it be that the old nobles, whose wishes were not fulfilled today, wanted to commit some illegal acts and set fire to the palace to create chaos?"

Fujiwara no Fuhito, who was sitting in the carriage, felt as if his heart was on fire.

"No matter what, Your Majesty and His Royal Highness must not make any mistakes!"

"...Father, where are we going?"

Just as Shouyi Gongqing was feeling anxious, suddenly, a child's voice sounded confusedly behind him.

Shouyi Gongqing was startled and turned back quickly.

A black-haired girl wearing a small light red Tang Dynasty dress, who looked only three or four years old, was rubbing her eyes and looking at him in confusion.

"Mei-Meihong?! Why are you in the carriage?!"

Seeing his little daughter appear in the carriage for some reason, Shouyi Gongqing was shocked and asked hurriedly.

"...Meihong fell asleep in the carriage while playing hide-and-seek with her sister today."

Xiaomeihong, the four-year-old black-haired daughter of Lord Shouyi, rubbed her eyes and reported to her father embarrassedly.

…We’re almost at Fujiwara Palace, and it’s too late to send my youngest daughter back now.

With a sigh, Lord Shouyi held his little daughter in his arms and gave her serious instructions.

"I'm heading to the palace, to His Majesty's side. There's a fire in Fujiwara Palace tonight, and it's very dangerous. Once you enter the palace, don't leave your father, no matter what. Understand?"

"Oh, I see!"

The little daughter hugged her father obediently and answered.

After the carriage entered the Suzaku Palace gate, which was in disarray, Shouyi Gongqing picked up his little daughter and led a group of attendants to rush to the Daji Palace.

"This, this is?!"

As soon as Shouyi Gongqing and his entourage entered the Suzaku Palace, they saw that the Daji Hall, located right behind the court courtyard, was burning fiercely, and the flames turned the dark night sky into a fiery red.

"Hurry, put out the fire!"

"Help me! The fire is burning me! It's burning me!"

The crackling sound of the burning palace, the panicked shouts, the desperate cries for help.

The black-haired girl walked slowly along the road in the palace. Wherever her fair feet stepped on, whether it was solid bricks and stones or soft soil, they all burned with blazing flames. The grass, trees, roads, and palaces on both sides also suddenly caught fire and were all engulfed in flames in an instant.

The girl looked dazed. She raised her head and looked at the night sky, which was illuminated by the fire and turned a fiery red.

Deep in the clear and quiet pupils like a spring, traces of blood-red spread within the girl's inky black pupils.

As long as this palace is destroyed, those who lived in it and harmed Shang Yang will also be consumed by the burning fire...

…But why can’t I find you anywhere?

I miss you so much……

Her fair hands gently pressed against her chest, the scars had long since disappeared, and she could feel the heart that belonged to Shang Yang, beating vigorously in her body.

The kind and gentle girl who once lived in this world had long since died under the thick layers of soil, ending her life with deep regret.

Now, it was just the resentful soul that should have fallen into the underworld hell long ago. In extreme pain, it returned to the dead body of the girl again, propped up the broken body, and stood up again in order to take revenge on everyone.

Then, the deceased girl filled her own body with a heart belonging to a monster.

The broken body was repaired by the tenacious life contained in this heart, and at the same time, it quickly transformed into an inhuman body.

The fire that burned the palace was not an ordinary flame. This flame had a special feature. In addition to using grass and wood as fuel, it could also use resentment as fuel.

The fire was burning extremely fiercely throughout the entire Fujiwara Palace. Over the decades since the construction of Fujiwara Palace, countless people had died suddenly, and a lot of resentment had accumulated in the palace.

Countless grievances spontaneously flowed towards the flames, fueling the flames.

The resentment of those who died unexpectedly over the past few decades will be taken revenge on the living people living in the palace, and the resentment of the dead will be sublimated in the boundless flames.

Ai lowered her head, and her long, jet-black hair, like a waterfall, was picked up by the heat waves of the flames and flew wildly.

The girl continued to move forward along the road in the palace. The raging flames paved the way for her and the flames devoured everything.

PS1: I set up a scheduled send yesterday at midnight but for some reason it didn’t get sent out and became a draft. I only discovered it when I was updating today’s chapter.

PS2: Including this morning, there are three chapters in total. I'll post two first, and the third will be automatically posted at 12:30. I'll see if there's something wrong with the scheduled posting...

Volume 1: Heian Tales of the Past and Present: Chapter 34: Fate

In front of the burning Daji Palace, there is an empty and flat straight square.

The open and flat straight square in front of the Daigokuden Hall is the last safe place for the entire Fujiwara Palace. The surviving palace maids, as well as the palace samurai and foot soldiers guarding the palace, have all gathered here.

Fujiwara no Ason, a junior rank official and a judge, held his little daughter's hand, frowning.

His attendants, along with the samurai foot soldiers and palace maids, were fetching water from the palace's well and pouring it on the fire again and again.

The situation was not optimistic. The fire was very strange and could burn soil and other things. Several of his servants were caught off guard and were burned by the fire.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty has ordered me to summon you."

Just when the Duke of Hunting was feeling worried, a palace maid came over and whispered something in his ear.

Fujiwara no Hanshi came to his senses and hurriedly led several attendants to meet the emperor, bowing to the worried Emperor Jitō who was surrounded and guarded by samurai who were on high alert.

"Naokoshi Fujiwara no Aristocrat is a judge of no equal and pays homage to His Majesty."

Next to the queen sitting in the imperial sedan chair, the thirteen-year-old royal grandson was also standing beside her.

"Your Excellency, is there any solution to this situation?"

In the imperial sedan chair, Emperor Chitong asked the minister Shouyi in a tired tone.

"Your Majesty, the most important thing now is to evacuate Fujiwara Palace as soon as possible. The fire is fierce and strange, so hiding for the time being is the best strategy."

After bowing, Fujiwara no Panshi anxiously made an appeal.

"...Well, that's all I can do."

The exhausted lady nodded, agreeing with the advice of the Fujiwara judge, and then turned to ask the noble Kari with trepidation.

"Counselor Lieutenant General Zuo just reported to me that after the fire broke out, many people in the palace saw Ai, who had been executed and buried, wandering around the palace, setting fire to everything she passed... It is rumored that dozens of samurai foot soldiers were killed by her resurrected from the dead. Councilor Lieutenant General Zuo led his troops to investigate, but has yet to locate her."

"...President Fujiwara, was my decision wrong?"