Gifted Bride of the Sinned Prince

“Leave my husband,” Zhu Liling said. Lóng Wei grasped her hands and lowered them down.

“You should have told your husband to treat my mother well,” Lóng Wei stated. “There is no use to create a ruckus in the prison. Return to your manor before I order to lock you as well,” he said with a cold tone. He glanced at a soldier, who stepped up and told him to escort Zhu Liling to her manor.

“Lóng Wei, you are doing wrong to us,” Zhu Liling said while crying.

“Your son will be the King as you wanted. You will be the Queen Dowager. Neither I nor my father is willing to be the King. You should gather in the happiness of your son, instead of begging me for your husband’s life,” Lóng Wei interpreted to her.

“I apologize for the wrong my husband did with your mother. You can punish me if you want. Let my husband live,” Zhu Liling joined her hands before Lóng Wei. He chuckled and told her not to become blind to Qiu Zedong’s love.

“Mother, what are you doing here?” Xiaoming voiced.

Lóng Wei went ahead, leaving the mother and son behind.

“Son, ask Lóng Wei not to take your father’s life,” Zhu Liling requested Xiaoming and walked up to him.

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“Mother, that is impossible. Come with me,” Xiaoming said and took his mother to her manor.

Lóng Wei reached the cell where Qiu Zedong was locked and walked in. The door closed behind him and Lóng Wei approached Qiu Zedong. Lóng Wei filled the water glass from the earthen pot and then splashed it on Qiu Zedong’s face. He woke up immediately and looked at Lóng Wei.

Lóng Wei got on his knees and showed him the poison. “Do you have any last wish?” He asked.

“My last wish is to see you dying loveless,” Qiu Zedong asserted.

“Unfortunately, that cannot be fulfilled anymore. You tried a lot to turn me into you. Isn’t it tiresome?” Lóng Wei questioned him.

“Lóng Wei, you have a part of me. You are still violent. This trait can never leave you. Every time you will take a life, you will see me,” Qiu Zedong said with an evil smile.

Lóng Wei laughed to hear him. “We already had a discussion on it,” he stated after he stopped laughing. He opened the porcelain bottle and continued, “You must remember one thing while dying. The guilt of your acts and the pain of the people whom you killed.”

Lóng Wei grabbed Qiu Zedong’s chin fiercely and then forced the poison into his mouth. Qiu Zedong tried hard not to drink that, but he could not win against Lóng Wei. After the tiny bottle turned empty, Lóng Wei threw it away and said, “You wanted it to feed to my mother and now I fed it to you. You will soon start experiencing excruciating pain. The movements of your body will stop soon.”

Lóng Wei stood up and put his hands behind his back. “Qiu Zedong, you wanted me to be on the right path. I have finally walked on it. If you had killed me the day I was born, you would not have to see this day,” he stated.

“That was my biggest mistake. I kept you alive,” Qiu Zedong muttered and felt his throat getting dry. The poison had already started working on him.

“I respected you a lot. The day I met your elder brother, I told him that you were my father not him. I wish you had seen me as your son. I wish you had let me have a normal childhood. I wish you had not forced my mother to always hate me. I wish you had not ordered to kill Yuze.” Lóng Wei expressed his last thoughts to Qiu Zedong. He took backward steps and was ready to turn.

“You are alone today. None of your children want to meet you. The one thing I am grateful to you is that you let me live,” Lóng Wei said and walked out of the prison.

Qiu Zedong quickly ran to the earthen pot and drank the water. His thirst did not quench. The more he would drink water, the faster it would act and destroy his vitals.

Qiu Zedong fell to the floor and realized his crimes. However, it was too late to turn everything right. It was strange that even in his last moments, Lóng Wei came to him.

Lóng Wei met Mingquan who had crossed his arms across his chest.

“What is Brother Mingquan doing here?” Lóng Wei asked.

“I was waiting for you,” Mingquan replied.

They both walked ahead. “When will Brother Lóng Wei leave for the journey?” He asked.

“Is the coronation day decided?” Lóng Wei asked.

“Tomorrow is the coronation,” Mingquan replied.

“I will leave tomorrow evening,” Lóng Wei answered.

“I will miss Brother Lóng Wei,” Mingquan said.

“Hopefully when I return Brother Mingquan is married,” Lóng Wei stated.

“Is that a curse?” Mingquan remarked.

“How can it be a curse?” Lóng Wei chuckled and asked him to marry soon.

“It is not easy to go on with a married life,” Mingquan stated. His mother wanted him to marry a woman of his choice, which he had been avoiding for a long time. He told Lóng Wei about it.

“Why Brother Mingquan not meet the woman of your mother’s choice then?” Lóng Wei opined.

“I never get the urge to meet her. She belongs to a noble family, but I am wondering if it will be a good choice to see her,” Mingquan stated.

“Until Brother Mingquan meets the woman, it is tough to say,” Lóng Wei asserted.

“I do not want to meet her. I have decided,” Mingquan said. The immediate decision of Mingquan bewildered Lóng Wei.

Before Lóng Wei could ask him more questions, Mingquan clarified to Lóng Wei that he would definitely see a woman, but not that early.