So He Tu spent the whole night thinking about how to bid farewell properly. When he woke up in the morning, there were dark circles under his eyes.

The emperor secretly instructed the guards to buy some restorative medicine. When they returned, Hetu was still lying there, staring blankly out the window with lifeless eyes.

Ordered the maid to prepare a large wooden tub, adjusted the water temperature, and then carried the person into the tub. He Tu sat obediently in the tub, motionless.

The emperor had just turned around to fetch a clean brocade cloth to wipe himself when his silhouette disappeared from the surface of the water.

He crazily pulled the person up, but Heto still gazed at the water's surface dumbly, seemingly oblivious to the emperor's stern rebuke coming towards him: "Just kill me."

He had never said this sentence so calmly before, but at this moment, he was very serious.

"Don't think about it anymore. This is the only option, and I won't allow any objections!"

Roughly, she cleaned him up from behind. Because they had played around too many times last night, things flowed out from below, gradually bringing a blush to his face. Only then did she manage to relax a bit.

Afraid that the person in front of her might not be satisfied, she also feared that he might lose his appetite. Therefore, she would continuously change the dishes each day, setting a table full of various delicacies.

He Tu still had a completely unappetizing look, imprisoned and unable to go anywhere. Even death was not an option that he could consider. This tyrant ruler constantly thought of tormenting him, pushing him down whenever he had even a bit of strength, grinding away at his last shred of resistance.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the third day.

"Dada, aren't you in a rush? Oh my, the River Crab is truly calm as the emperor's eunuch."

"No worries, I'm afraid the cause of death would probably be excessive indulgence."

"Real · The Truth · He, the Emperor of Shadows"

Having to do something reluctantly while also enjoying it is simply the most enjoyable thing ever.

"There will always be opportunities, so why worry?" He Tu said confidently, with no pressure at all.

There was something wrong with tonight's dinner... The emperor suddenly felt a little lightheaded and weak.

Of course something's wrong. This is the Soft Tendon Powder he exchanged for ten chunks of minced meat value from the system. It guarantees that you won't have any strength left. As for his big brother's meager medicine, deliberately luring a little mouse should be no problem, hehe.

"Tyrant! Today is the day of your demise!" Under the moonlight, the sharp gaze of the approaching figure was clearly visible.

Not good! The emperor's pupils contracted, but his body was weak and he couldn't muster any strength. With his own eyes, he saw the blade about to reach him in an instant. The fragile figure beside him exerted an unexpected burst of force and energetically blocked the blade with all their might.

Big Brother was already full of hatred, how could he take back this knife? Although he was exerting all his effort to control his hand, he still watched helplessly as the tip of the knife plunged into the body, and fresh blood gushed out.

"Big Brother... Thank you, thank you." He Tuben's originally calm eyes curved up like this. Although he was unable to move due to the pain, it was as if all the moonlight had sunk into his eyes, making them beautiful like a gem.

Big brother's eyes suddenly became moist. Since he was little, his favorite was always this younger brother. These eyes were without any impurities, beautifully pure. But it was his own hands that had personally destroyed him.

He trembled as he hugged her body and said, "Don't be afraid, brother will take you to see a doctor. It's going to be alright, you'll get better... Don't be afraid."

The emperor was on the verge of fury as he watched. This was already the second time he saw his beloved person stepping in front of him to block the blade. The first time was because he had deceived him, but what about this time?

"Brother, I beg of you, don't kill him." He Tu suddenly smiled, tears welling up in his eyes. "I am unfilial, falling in love with a... a murderer who killed our parents... I deserve to die."

The emperor's entire body started to tremble, as if he could hardly believe his own ears.

A never-before-felt joy surged up alongside despair.

"Darling," He Tu's voice trembled as blood oozed from between his lips, "this is the last time I will call you like this. I hope in the next life, we'll never meet again."

"Alas, pity me..." He Tu lightly closed his eyes, using up his last bit of strength. "The child in my belly hasn't had the chance to call you father..."

"Ah!" Two burly men roared with all their might, causing hearts to tremble and lungs to ache.

The emperor's entire body was unable to move, but it felt as if all the tendons and blood vessels in his body had been severed. The flow of blood throughout his body had come to a halt. Even though it was a summer night, why did it feel so cold?

Why?

After waiting for such a long time, perhaps it was all for the sake of waiting for him to say these words of affection, for this confession. I waited eagerly, but he disappeared.

Get up, continue staring at me, continue scolding me as a foolish ruler, insult me however you want, even if you ask me to give up this throne...

The Emperor's eyes were filled with tenderness: "Wake up, don't be silent. I know you're sulking with me. We are a married couple, after all."

'Wake up, please. I know you haven't left. Don't startle my husband, okay?'

"Don't scare me..."

Heto slowly detached himself from his body, and everything became ethereal and weightless.

Later, when the emperor returned, he passed on his imperial throne to his nephew and became a retired emperor, wandering far and wide.

The emperor's methods were originally astonishing. However, for some unknown reason, during the peak of his reign, he handed over this prosperous kingdom to someone else. Rumors abound in the martial world that it was only after his beloved imperial concubine, Yingying, left that he became so despondent. Little do they know, all he granted Yingying in the end was a three-foot white silk.

He went to the small wooden house where he had stayed with He Tu before. No one was allowed to visit or approach.

You, are my one and only empress. No one can replace you.

After a long time, that room turned into flat ground, as if it had been destroyed by a wildfire.

The eldest brother would wander in the martial world, behaving erratically. When he saw cute children, he would impulsively grab their hands and try to pull them away, saying, "Come, let me take you home."

In the martial world, they all regarded him as a child trafficker. Many people teamed up and beat him severely, leaving him covered in blood and with lifeless eyes, murmuring in the dust, "I had a young nephew, but... I destroyed him with my own hands."

"Don't cry..."

"……"

He Tu felt that persuading children was an extremely helpless task, like a mountain of tissues piled up in front of a river crab.

"I, I'm still just a child, Da Da, why are you treating me like this, wah!" He He always claimed to have seen all kinds of scenes, but who would have thought that his tearfulness was so easily triggered...

I'm not sure why, but Hetu's nose felt a bit sour, and his heart inexplicably felt uncomfortable. After all, it was a world he had created, so he couldn't bear the sudden departure.

River Crab: "New book data transmission complete, please receive."

Ignoring the sound still filled with a sob, the memories gradually flowed into one's consciousness.

In this book, he is also called He Tu, but it's just a pseudonym.

Sure! Here's the translation: "Sure enough, I've transmigrated into the body of the person with the most tragic ending. He sighed uncontrollably, unable to bear it."

In his younger days, He Tu was known as He Ming. However, during his youth, he fought his way up the underworld, not hesitating to ruthlessly kill his own best brother Qin Qing. To make matters worse, he also kidnapped Qin Qing's son.

Qin Qing and He Tu were originally lovers, but Qin Qing had to marry the daughter of the leader of the Qingmen to secure his position. He Tu killed Qin Qing out of deep hatred and also wanted to bring the little brat back to raise him and help him seek revenge. However, He Tu still loved Qin Qing. As he watched Qin Ming grow more and more resembling his father, he felt increasingly regretful and sad.

So, why did He Tu deceive the child? It was because the reason he had raised him in the first place was because he loved his deceased mother, and he still had Qin Qing's memorial tablet placed at home.

When the child asked him who his father was, He Tu refused to say anything.

And of course, the ending was tragic. After nurturing the child for so many years, once he discovered that he was the enemy who killed his father, without hesitation, he betrayed himself and returned to the family that once belonged to him, starting his revenge plan.

Thinking about the description of his own miserable appearance at the end, He Tu couldn't help but shudder.

Sure! Here's the translation:

"Indeed, I shouldn't write too decisively... Otherwise, in the end, the one who might suffer will be myself."

It has to be said that He Tu didn't pay much attention to this child before. It was because of hatred that led to such a tragic outcome...

After accepting this body, He Tuhuan looked around and found that the room was relatively tidy. He got up from the bed with a slight dizziness in his head, probably because he didn't fully wake up last night.

When I saw the pile of wine bottles by the bed, He Tu finally understood why his head was throbbing. It turned out he had a hangover from last night.

Opening the door to the bathroom, He Tu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth as he looked at his haggard face in the mirror. It was as he expected – once accustomed to his former celestial beauty, the sight of this mundane appearance was a little sickening.

The original host had slightly long hair, and the glasses were quite off-putting. There was quite a bit of stubble that popped up last night.

Fortunately, he had succeeded in unlocking a skill to adjust his appearance beforehand. Heto stood in front of the mirror, meticulously fixing his hair, thoroughly washing his face, and shaving off his beard. Immediately after, he promptly used this skill.

Actually, the original facial structure was already good. Now, after using the skill, the skin on the face has improved a lot. Even when facing strong light, there are no visible flaws. The dark circles under the eyes, which were apparent after a hangover yesterday, have also nearly disappeared. The eyes, which originally drooped and looked fierce, have gained a touch of charm due to being lifted up.

Originally an ordinary face, but after this little touch, it really made it impossible for people to look away.

While taking a shower, feeling the abs on his own belly and the proportionate and slender legs, one cannot deny that this physique is truly excellent.

However, this appearance might scare children if taken out.

So he put on his glasses, chose a very ordinary and tasteless outfit to wear, and let his bangs down to cover his forehead and eyes, making him look just as disheveled as before.

He Tu smiled and lifted his lips, walking towards the outside of the house.