CHAPTER 468: CHAPTER 468 : XIE JIANYU’S DARK PAST (13)

"Fuxi Palace Master, today I shall settle the scores between us and avenge Wenyuan’s death!"

Xie Jianyu chuckled.

Exhausted from months of emotional turmoil during pregnancy and the ordeal of childbirth, Xie Jianyu found the age-old accusation tiresome. It no longer held any power over him. Zhang Fengxi’s words simply washed over him, unheard.

In fact, he was more interested in taking a jab at the old wolf, Liu Yichen.

"Grand Chancellor Liu, are you so impatient to sit on the Dragon Throne? My father’s body barely turned cold, and here you are, standing outside my palace to claim my head."

"Shut up!" Grand Chancellor Liu shouted through gritted teeth. "Someone like you does not deserve to sit on the Dragon Throne! Because of you, my Wenyuan... My Wenyuan..."

"Hahaha..."

Xie Jianyu broke into booming laughter.

Liu Wenyuan’s death was less a tragedy, more an opportunity for his father. The Wuyang Palace Master saw it as a pretext to join forces with Longjing Palace and challenge the Dragon Throne, which rightfully belonged to Xie Jianyu, the official heir.

Confusion etched itself across Zhang Fengxi’s face as he stared at Xie Jianyu. The Supreme General, it seemed, couldn’t fathom the depths of Xie Jianyu’s despair. Not that Xie Jianyu held out hope for understanding. Too much remained unspoken between them, a chasm of silence Xie Jianyu no longer cared to bridge with words.

"Fuxi Palace Master, have you gone mad?" he asked.

Xie Jianyu calmly turned to look at Zhang Fengxi with a sardonic smile on his lips.

"My mental state is none of Supreme General Zhang’s business," he snapped.

"Well, then. Let’s end this pleasant exchange of greetings," Zhang Fengxi said.

Exactly what Xie Jianyu wanted.

Enough with the small talk. Time for the blades to speak.

Xie Jianyu unsheathed Winter Frost and launched an attack on Zhang Fengxi.

The first clash between Winter Frost and Three Realm Spear sent a violent tremor through his body, which was ravaged by childbirth less than an hour ago.

He knew that he was going to lose, but it soon became apparent that he was going to lose pretty quickly.

Still, the Crown Prince refused to bend his knees and surrender. He had been living his entire life as an alpha anyway. Might as well die as one.

He even had to thank heavens personally because he was allowed to survive the birthing bed and die on a battleground.

Despite countless battles fought shoulder-to-shoulder against the Demonic Realm, Xie Jianyu and Zhang Fengxi had rarely faced each other in a duel. Yet, their years of camaraderie fostered an intimate understanding of each other’s fighting styles.

However, with every desperate, uncoordinated blow, Xie Jianyu’s weakening condition became undeniable. It was a stark contrast to the legendary swordsman once hailed as the strongest across the nine heavens.

Zhang Fengxi expected a fierce duel between him and the Crown Prince. He desired victory, but he did not want a cheap one either.

Thus he deliberately came close to Xie Jianyu in one of the attacks just to ask, "What is wrong with you?"

Exhausted beyond thought, Xie Jianyu simply couldn’t answer. The chasm of misunderstanding that stretched between them rendered any explanation futile.

At this point, being able to stand upright was already a great achievement in his eyes.

Thus when the sharp blade of Three Realm Spear stabbed into his stomach, Xie Jianyu did not even blink.

Death was a release from the wretched life he was forced to lead.

Finally, it was all coming to an end.

As his life slowly drained away, Xie Jianyu extended a trembling hand to Zhang Fengxi’s face and awkwardly caressed his cheek.

"Feng... xi..."

Astonishment was written all over Zhang Fengxi’s face. He did not expect to win so quickly. He also did not expect Xie Jianyu to succumb from one blow so easily.

His surprise caused him to inadvertently hold onto Xie Jianyu’s body as he breathed his last.

Fengxi...

In this life, Xie Jianyu recalled being cradled by Zhang Fengxi twice.

The first time was when they spent one night together in a passionate embrace and Zhang Fengxi planted his seed into Xie Jianyu’s womb.

The second one was when Zhang Fengxi came to kill him.

Xie Jianyu was grateful that there was not going to be a third one.

In his next life, he did not want to even breathe the same air as Zhang Fengxi.

Six years of longing and six years of heartbreak.

Xie Jianyu once thought that he was above such trivial emotions. Apparently, he was wrong.

Love, it turned out, was his undoing, the final nail in his coffin.

Xie Jianyu’s eyes fluttered close as the last bit of life left his body.

His last thought flew to his newborn son, the child he entrusted to Mingyu and Midwife Chen before he walked out to his death.

My child, please do not look back and seek to find out your parentage, he thought to himself.

But I hope you know that I poured out all my love for you in the few amount of kisses I gave you.

We have not spent enough time together, but I want you to know that your mother loves you.

In life or death, no matter what reincarnation cycle awaits me next, I will always, always pray for your health and safety.

Please grow up well, my son.

Be someone who could make the tiger clan proud.

Xie Jianyu thought that his death would solve everything.

Zhang Fengxi finally had his revenge.

Liu Yichen finally got his hands on the Dragon Throne.

He was even ruthless enough to send Xie Jianyu’s corpse to the Execution Tower to be cut into a thousand pieces, dispersing his soul for good.

Surely they would fail to notice two women escaping Fuxi Palace through a secret tunnel with a tiny baby clutched in their arms.

Alas, fate showed no mercy. It wouldn’t even spare the innocent. Xie Jianyu’s son, a child barely touched by life, was tragically cut down. The poor boy was poisoned, his short life snuffed out in the most brutal way.

At the present time, a bloodcurdling scream erupted from Qiao Wei, echoing through the dungeon and sending chills down the spines of all who heard it.