After Diao Chan shivered, her movements were nothing if not swift, dashing away at lightning speed!
Gu Changsheng, soaking in the bathtub, only heard the sound of the door closing, and then, the whole world seemed to fall silent...
She couldn't help but reflect on Diao Chan's earlier words...
Yes indeed!
Compared to many in this world, she was already living a good life!
No, to be more honest, she should be standing at the top of the pyramid. In this feudal era, in a time of superstition and the divine right of kings, Gu Changsheng had already become the emperor appointed by the deities to rule a region...
Her image in the people's hearts was unattainable, sacred, and inviolable!
She was the faith of her subjects, the leader followed by those under her...
Yet, she always felt unhappy...
In her heart, there was always a missing piece...
And that missing piece of her heart was now lying quietly in the next room, in that placed coffin...
