The Fall Of Mei Yang

The entrance gate to Naran Palace was in complete chaos. Ammon's army was guarding the door of the imperial hall with large spears, while on the other side, the men of the council stood by. Finally, they had given up on the peaceful request for release and were going on the offense.

Ever since he fought Yan Feng in that small encounter, Qiang Mao knew that the young man would be a huge problem for him. He had never seen anyone with such skills. Now, he watched from a distance the platinum boy piercing his men with such agility and mastery, as if killing people was just a polite dance. However, the idea of killing Sunri's general had been a bad one. It was a way to keep Yan Feng busy he knew that the boy's feelings would be a problem for all plans. And seeing him at that moment as a true general guiding the men of the enemy army with such wisdom demonstrated that he would be a big problem in the future for Naran if they didn't end while he was just a teenager.

- Ask your men to keep this boy out of prison. —Ayame, he watched from the window of the Yan Feng hall to open a large army like a demon with a sword in his hands. - I have never seen so much skill

- Looks like a god ... - Qiang Mao whispered.

- Come on; let us get this over with! Before he can kill all his incompetent army and save Mei Yang. - Ayame ordered.

While outside a battle was fought between Naran's soldiers under the command of Qiang Mao and Yan Feng infuriated by the death of their father, the sounds of swords in a great confrontation, screams of pain, and the smell of death hung over them. In Naran's deepest cell, cold and damp was the princess. Mei Yang had read enough romance and adventure books to make Mi Gu go crazy over the princess's lack of interest in the classics.

She did not like to know who the previous kings had been and how prosperous and unfortunate they had been. No! Mei Yang liked to read adventures in which a beautiful princess found herself trapped in a palace surrounded by bestial beings and traps and in the end was rescued by the handsome prince riding on a large horse.

A happy and beautiful ending.

However, sitting there in the corner of the shaggy cell, dirty with dust and earth, she realized that happy conclusions only happened in children's books.

A laugh escaped his dry lips, which soon became a sob.

She was thinking about books, when she lost her mother and father ... her father was murdered and was accused of such a heinous crime. To her! How could she harm the man who created her? The man who put her on his shoulders when she was little, even if it broke several protocols? The man she loved and who gave her life?

I could not count how many times she cried, or how many tears she shed. She thought that she could fill a river and it would not be enough.

While she cried and tried to understand why Amon accused her, she pleaded with the guards who patrolled every half hour. At first she demanded that the doors be opened, she was the princess at the end. Her orders were above all.

However, they did not move or look at her. She had never been ignored in her life, not even by mosquitoes, and here she was being treated like no one.

As her demands began to fade, she began to plead and scream that she had not killed her father and at that moment the guards got angry and hit the bars hard, making the princess startle at the noise and fall looking at them with her mouth open.

- Shut up! Or I cut your tongue, murderous bitch.

The word resonated in his mind and soon Mei Yang flushed with anger. You have heard the word being whispered by maids in fights, but never addressed to it. However, that was not what made Mei Yang stand up and face the guard with icy hatred.

Killer.

- I did not kill my father. Tell Amon that I did not kill him. In addition, when all this is cleared up, I will have him tortured until he begs to be killed.

The guard did the only thing Mei Yang imagined; he laughed so loud and delighted.

- In this moment, murderer, I have more power than you do. Keep on begging, maybe the gods will have pity on a cruel soul like yours and kill it before I pull out your tongue with that blunt knife.

Human beings had a common thread they knew when to stop. Her self-preservation prevented her from replying and she walked away sitting in the corner and crying again.

She wanted Mi Gu to get her out of there. She wanted Amon to come and say that it was all a mistake. She wanted her father to be alive. She wanted so many things and they were all impossible. For when night fell and day dawned, she realized that no one would come.

In the morning, they threw a plate of porridge and tea on the floor.

He could not sleep at night, and it was worse than the day before.

"Eat and drink everything," said the guard, and Mei Yang did not move. - Or do you want me to stick it in your mouth?

She took the porridge and ate it in seconds. She had not noticed that she was hungry, she drank the tea in one gulp and then she was still hungry.

Mei Yang got up to ask for more, hunger would make her humble herself if necessary, but her body went light and her eyelids heavy and in moments Mei Yang fell to the floor and heard the guard speak in a low growl:

- Sleep well, murderer.

Qiang Mao saw Mei Yang being caught by the guards and being thrown into the palanquin.

He felt a squeeze, almost regret. Nevertheless, she remembered Er Xi and that soon she could be hers when all this was over, and soon her moment of weakness was gone.

He was doing this just for her.

He mounted his horse and followed the palanquin destined for hell.

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Ping, Ping, ping...

The sound of the drops made Mei Yang open his eyes. The poorly lit place was still misshapen. However, as soon as she was able to focus her vision well, she found herself in a maze of tall dark mossy stones and black hellebore flowers intertwined on the wall.

A white mist ran through each corner. Some of the stones were loose on the ground covered with dark water that made the princess's eyes burn; it was a strong, putrid smell. As if, it had closed and covered with sadness and agony.

She turned to try to get out of that place. With no way out, she walked forward, the only portal. She forced her bare feet to walk through the water that hit her ankle and wet the hem of her simple black robes.

Her hair was loose and fell just below her waist, merged with the scenery and she could see it in the water that looked like a mirror and reflected the young woman's face. An intense pain hit her chest and she knelt at the river's edge and could see more clearly that the water flow was backwards. The water went up the river defying any law of nature. Mei Yang wrinkled her forehead for that phenomenon, but in no way was she afraid, that place was like a prison, but very different from what she knew. It seemed like something only she knew about, that no one would come to. The pain that hung over the environment at times was even part of it.

- Revenge - Mei Yang heard the voice echo and stopped struggling to identify where it was coming from. - Revenge!