Night falls and sky takes the dark shade. Heavy winds howls and snow flows down on the palace. The palace grounds are covered in snow, pound water has frozen and palace army has deserted the grounds, not a single soul lingers outside in the heavy cold and snow except one. A figure kneeling on the ground, their head bowed down with the drip of blood trickling down their wet hair. Not just hair, the whole ground beside them has taken the colour of crimson red. It’s been two hours. Two hours of her punishment. Song Qiutong has been kneeling down, burying down her limbs in the ground just to keep her kneeling down and not collapse. Somehow, anyhow, would work just few more hours and she… will be free right?

Curtains flutter with the wind as Mo ran sits on the gold crafted chair, a reminder to her misery. While he enjoys the beautiful bloodbath on the ground he seems to have one eye out for the man lying on a bed on the other corner of the room. Few coughs from the man and Mo ran eyes would fly back to him, too fast, too attentively. After momentarily holding his gaze on him, seeing his state he would turn his head back emotions raw and fierce again. Not a single empathy for a woman kneeling outside. She deserves it. No sparing her life is too merciful, he thinks.

Surely Mo ran hates Chu wanning he surely does. But what right does she have to hurt him behind Mo ran’s back? What right? A queen? More like a side thing always trying to pester him, always seeking his attention. Has he not been king enough to make her queen that she has to dare lay hands on his concubine?

Chu wanning, Mo ran’s only concubine only person to accompany him to his bed. None of the court members know who actually that concubine is neither they ever manage to find his background. They all just have a faint hunch that things are not that lovey between these two and that Chu wanning is often made into kill his will and submit to his majesty. But in the end no one has ever dare question and Chu wanning has been living as his concubine for years.

Mo ran rests back in his chair -not bother to look at the woman. His eyes moves to Chu wanning, briefly remembering how this man was tormented by Song Qiutong and how she thought she could whip him and not bear the consequences. Sure mo ran is not easy on him most of the time but she thinks she can bully him and get away with it? How very delusional.