I Got Engaged To The Blind Duke - Chapter 223

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I Got Engaged to a Blind Duke Episode 223

“Why were you standing there?”

“That’s right. Your Majesty only likes my face, so what should I do now that it’s like this?”

When Eira spoke pitifully, the Emperor shouted with a displeased expression.

“Insolent thing!”

Eira chuckled at the Emperor’s sharp reaction.

Following the increasingly eccentric Emperor, the 7th Imperial Consort had also become quite haggard.

Then, the Emperor who had squeezed his eyes shut and opened them asked in surprise.

“7th Imperial Consort, what’s wrong with your face?”

“It’s nothing, Your Majesty. The days are getting hotter. Let me prepare some refreshing cold tea for you.”

“Yes. This damn separate palace is so hot that I have no appetite at all. Nothing goes down except your cold tea.”

The Emperor clicked his tongue while flapping his clothes.

Listening to their conversation, Camellia lowered her head to hide her dark expression.

The Emperor’s mad behavior was becoming increasingly excessive.

He continued to refuse the Imperial Physician’s treatment, and the only person who would converse with the Emperor was the 7th Imperial Consort.

Camellia withdrew while hiding her worried expression for the 7th Imperial Consort.

Meanwhile, Eira looked at the Emperor with a bright smile.

“Since it’s hot, how about taking an afternoon nap?”

“I should. Bring tea to the bedroom.”

“Yes.”

Soon Eira brought a glass cup filled with green tea and ice.

The Emperor leaned halfway against the bed and drank the tea refreshingly.

“It tastes especially good today.”

He held out the empty cup with his eyes shining satisfactorily.

“I added some honey. I brewed the tea very strong today.”

When Eira smiled, the long crack on one side of her cheek stood out.

“How on earth did your face end up like that?”

“Your Majesty did it.”

Eira said in a sweet voice.

“What?”

His puzzlement was brief, as the Emperor’s eyelids gradually grew heavy.

“Are you sleepy, Your Majesty?”

“Yawn, yes…”

The Emperor’s voice came out slurred after a long yawn, whether from drowsiness or something else.

“Shall I tell you a story so you can sleep comfortably?”

“What… kind… of… story…”

The Emperor frowned. No matter how sleepy he was, it was strange that his words weren’t coming out properly like this.

It was as if his entire mouth had stiffened.

Eira sat by the Emperor’s bedside and gently stroked his hair.

However, her eyes were as cold as ice.

“Once upon a time, there lived a young Girl. The Child who grew up in a harmonious Family had a very beautiful Sister. The Sister was about to marry her fiancé soon.”

“Eira, I got a Proposal!”

Sister whispered shyly, her cheeks flushed pink.

“Sister, congratulations! I should tell Uncle that if he makes our Sister cry, I’ll scold him!”

Sister, who was prettier and kinder than anyone else, looked at her and smiled warmly.

Her hand that had been stroking the Emperor’s hair suddenly gripped it tightly and forced his head up.

“But one day, the beautiful Sister caught the Prince’s eye. Like this.”

Her venomous blue eyes met the Emperor’s gaze directly.

“The Prince violated Sister, framed her Family House to ruin it, then set it on fire.”

Red. Red. The flames licked and devoured everything.

Eira ran into Sister’s Room.

White feet hung limply in the air.

When she tremblingly raised her gaze upward, she saw her beloved Sister’s blue, pale face.

“Sister!!!!”

The Emperor listened to the story with a hazy mind and felt a sense of déjà vu. He had heard this story somewhere before.

“Sister’s fiancé rescued the Girl from the burning House. He should have just left her. Should have just let her die with her Family…”

Eira whispered softly in a bitter voice.

The Emperor tried to open his mouth to say something, but no words came out as if his lips were frozen.

“Do you know what happened to the Girl after that, Your Majesty?”

Eira stared directly into the Emperor’s eyes and smiled brightly.

She placed both hands on the Emperor’s neck and pressed down as if strangling him.

The terrified Emperor tried to push her away, but his limbs wouldn’t move at all. As if he were trapped inside his own body.

“She got her Revenge. She took away what he treasured most. Do you know what that was?”

Eira removed her hands from the Emperor’s neck and looked down at him with a gentle smile, her eyes curved affectionately.

“The throne.”

The Emperor tried to widen his eyes in shock, but his eyelids were too heavy to move.

“What would that greedy Prince treasure most after becoming Emperor? He trembled in fear that even his own son might steal the throne from him, didn’t he? I took that away. Taking away what he valued more than his life was so satisfying.”

Eira giggled.

“But what does the Prince treasure second most after the throne? The Girl is going to take away everything he has. Your Majesty, tell me. What’s the second most precious thing to you?”

Eira tilted her head and asked with an innocent expression.

The Emperor glared at her with half-closed eyes and tried to move somehow, but he couldn’t budge.

“It must be your life, right?”

Eira forcibly poured the Tea she had prepared in advance into his mouth.

“Krrgh.”

The Emperor twisted his head, struggling not to drink, but Eira continued pouring the tea into his mouth with an indifferent expression.

Using a method only she knew, she had combined herbs to torment the Emperor with headaches for a long time, making him lose his memory, lose his appetite, and become violent in temperament.

Now this tea would become true poison and kill him.

The Emperor shed tears streaming down his face.

Were those tears of pain? Or tears of regret?

“Grrr.”

The Emperor’s head, which had been gasping for breath, soon tilted to the side with a thud.

The Emperor was dead.

Eira stared intently at the dead Emperor.

She had planned her revenge for a long time while living with the man she wanted to tear apart and kill.

And now she had finally completed her revenge.

She felt relieved inside. But why were tears coming out?

Just then, the bedroom door quietly opened and Camellia entered.

Eira, disheveled with tears, turned around with vacant eyes.

Camellia gazed at her with a pitying expression.

“Eira, go outside. I’ll clean up here.”

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Separate Palace bathroom.

Camellia approached Eira, who was sitting in a bathtub filled with water, still wearing her dress.

“Nanny, please deliver this to him.”

Eira held out a letter that was placed on the table to Camellia.

Camellia silently took the letter.

“You didn’t need to go this far.”

“I entered the palace to go this far.”

Eira answered with a bright smile.

“Eira, he didn’t want blood on your hands.”

“I know.”

When the Western Duke decided to plant a spy in the Imperial Palace, Eira quit the Shadows and volunteered.

He, who knew her past, didn’t allow it, but she insisted she had to go.

The Imperial Palace spy was meant to monitor the situation here, not to kill the Emperor.

So she felt sorry to him.

It was solely her choice, her revenge.

“Nanny, take care.”

Eira tightly hugged the nanny who had raised her after she lost her family and drifted to the Western Region.

A massive investigation would be conducted due to the Emperor’s death.

And she would remain as the 7th Imperial Consort and meet her death on her own.

Still, since she would die after completing her revenge, she had no regrets.

Simply, another person who had entrusted himself to the Western Region and infiltrated the Imperial Palace dreaming of Revenge.

She was only worried whether he would grieve over her death.

“Nanny, let’s leave quickly. People will come rushing soon.”

Camellia looked at Eira with pained eyes before leaving her seat.

The Knight standing guard in front of the Separate Palace blocked Camellia’s path.

“Where are you going?”

“Ah, I’m on an errand for the 7th Imperial Consort—”

“Sonny.”

Demon called his junior Knight with a stern face.

“Sir Dimon, you’ve arrived.”

As Demon approached, Sonny gave a crisp salute.

“I’ll take guard from now on, so step back.”

“Yes. Understood.”

After Sonny saluted and stepped back, Demon looked down at Camellia.

“What about the 7th Imperial Consort? Why are you going alone?”

Camellia looked up at Demon with hesitant eyes. The back of his neck, with his long hair, was covered in burn scars.

The Commoner Knight who had rescued Eira and brought her to the Western Region.

As she remained silent without speaking, he seemed to sense something strange and urged her with his gaze.

Should she speak? Should she interfere with Eira’s choice?

However, she couldn’t bear to watch another Child she had raised leave like this.

“The 7th Imperial Consort says she will take everything upon herself and end it.”

At those words, Demon’s eyes widened as he rushed past Camellia into the Separate Palace.

Camellia briefly watched his retreating figure before secretly leaving her position.

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