But no matter how vague it was, it could not change reality.
Two-thirds of Nansheng had fallen into the hands of the enemy, leaving her and her child with only one-third of the territory and the barren land of the Southern Barbarians.
Now, they had to face the pressure of the enemy. It was hard to say if they could keep this bit of territory. Two-thirds of Nansheng was in the hands of the enemy, leaving her and her child with only one-third of the territory and the barren land of the Southern Barbarians.
The current situation was set up by that bastard Hua Yuan. He should have a backup plan, right?
The Xichang Emperor's Concubine felt uneasy.
She had sacrificed everything in exchange for a few short months of peace. She did not want to go back to her days of wandering.
As the Emperor's Concubine, she was born into a noble family. How could she live a life worse than that of a commoner?
An Cui was dead. The only person she could rely on was Hua Yuan.
Little did she know that the outside world was also in a mess. The complexity of the situation was not something a woman trapped in the inner courtyard like her could imagine.
In order to eliminate dissidents, Hua Yuan had secretly forced many people to die.
These people had discovered the abnormality of the rations, but could not find the culprit. As a result, they alerted the enemy and ended up on Hua Yuan's death list. No one knew that Hua Yuan's personality had changed greatly recently. He was not just irritable and easily whipped to death servants who made mistakes.
On the day the young master committed suicide, Hua Yuan's main personality was awake for a short period of time, but it was quickly suppressed by the split "Liu Xi."
From then on, the frequency of the main personality's awakening increased, but it was still very short, so short that it was not enough for the main personality to commit suicide.
When the secondary personality realized this, he began to doubt himself uncontrollably, causing his condition to worsen.
In the end, he even had auditory, visual, smell, taste, and touch hallucinations. It was so severe that he could not distinguish reality from hallucinations. Sometimes he laughed excitedly, sometimes he was irritable, sometimes he was sad, sometimes he was anxious and depressed … Even his dream of hegemony lost its motivation. It was as if there was a voice in his heart telling him over and over again that this world was boring and that fighting for hegemony was useless …
He was alone, but he could hear all sorts of noises.
There were women calling him, men laughing and scolding by his ear, and the young master who had passed away happily called him "teacher" in a childish voice. He could still hear An Cui calling his name in a dignified voice in his dreams, and people he didn't know chattered by his ear without end.
In a trance, he might see a familiar person waving at him from the end of the road, but when he washed his hands with cold water, he felt like he was being burned …
He insisted that the basin of cold water was not cold water, but a basin of charcoal, that there were other people in the room besides him and his attendants, that it was not a sunny day outside, but a storm and lightning … But the attendants who served him looked shocked and frightened, as if he had said something terrible.
Hua Yuan insisted that he was right, so the servant who refuted him was naturally wrong.
An inexplicable anger dyed his eyes red. When he came back to his senses, the servant was lying on the ground in a bloody mess, without a sound. In his hand, he was holding the whip that had caused his attendant's skin and flesh to split open. The whip was so deep that the bone could be seen. Bright red blood flowed down to his feet.
The socks under his feet were full of the attendant's blood, and every step he took left a pair of bloody footprints.
Hua Yuan resisted this strange version of himself. He was "Liu Xi", the "Liu Xi" of Hejian County, not a lunatic with a clear mind.
The more he denied it, the more frequent the hallucinations became.
Once, when he was dealing with government affairs, he suddenly smelled something burning. When he looked up, he saw the red flames engulfing the house.
He shouted, "The water is on fire!" and hurriedly ran out of the fire, but the people who heard the news said that there was no fire.
It was still daytime, and the candles were not lit. It was raining heavily outside, so how could there be a fire?
Hua Yuan was stunned, and his face turned pale. He tried to cover up the matter, saying that he was frightened by a nightmare.
That night, he dreamed of a person he hadn't thought of for a long time — Lu Zheng.
In the dream, he and Lu Zheng were arguing fiercely, replaying the scene of their confrontation that year.
Lu Zheng questioned him. His every word was powerful and resonant.
"Do you really think you are Liu Xi? You are just a figment of Hua Yuan's imagination after he lost his mind. "
Hua Yuan was so angry that he wanted to pull out a knife and chop Lu Zheng's mouth.
"If you are Liu Xi, why don't you think about your experience since you were young …"
Hua Yuan refused to admit it. Although his memory of the past was very blurry, he thought that it was because he woke up in a stranger's body.
As long as he took back his body and identity, everything would get better.
"You say you are Liu Xi, then do you remember that when I was studying in Langya County, I drank with you at the Mountain Gazing Pavilion? What did you and I talk about in that pavilion? You can't answer because you are not Liu Xi! You are Hua Yuan, from Nansheng Ningzhou! "
"No!"
Hua Yuan clenched his molars and silently refuted Lu Zheng's bewitching words.
"You have parents, older brothers, twin brothers … who died young, parents … passed away due to an epidemic … Your property was taken away by your uncle and aunt … They raised you … You are … weak, and married … a slut. This woman … had an affair and gave birth to a son and a daughter …"
However, the other party was relentless. His voice was like the ubiquitous air and the most vicious curse, firmly occupying Hua Yuan's ears.
"You are not Liu Xi at all! You are a lunatic who has lost his mind but doesn't know who he is! "
"I am not!"
Hua Yuan roared as he sat up straight. The sleeping clothes he was wearing were already drenched in sweat, and his long hair seemed to have been scooped out of the water.
"I am not! I am not! I am not! "
He grabbed the sword on the shelf and pulled it out with a swoosh. He waved it everywhere as if he had gone mad.
The servants on night watch outside heard the commotion and did not dare to enter the room to take a look.
When the sun rose the next day, the servant heard the commotion in the room and finally opened the door with trembling hands.
Hua Yuan's bedroom had been smashed to pieces, and almost nothing in the room was intact. The servant's heart trembled as he carefully looked for Hua Yuan. In the end, he found the other party in white sleeping clothes walking out of the corner. He was so scared that his eyes almost rolled back.
"When is it?"
Hua Yuan looked dispirited and his voice was hoarse. He looked like he had overindulged after taking a few women at night.
Seeing that Hua Yuan was still conscious, the servant whispered, "It was just the beginning of the morning."
The beginning of the morning?
That was still very early.
Hua Yuan asked the servant to prepare hot water for him to wash up and change his clothes. After eating breakfast, he went to work.
He had not even warmed his seat when he received the news that An Cui had died.
An Cui had died …
Logically speaking, An Cui was Hua Yuan's imaginary enemy. Hua Yuan should be cheering in his heart even if he did not show any joy on his face.
In the end …
"Is there a leak in the room?"
He looked up. The roof was fine.
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