Chapter 1823 — Worrying Over Gains and Losses: Yes, It Was Her Own Blood!
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Following the Grand Elder's instruction, she ought to have dripped Wei Zhao's blood into the bottle of Herb of Forgetfulness potion and then drunk it herself, and so forgotten Wei Zhao... but Tang Zhi did the very opposite, and this was the final decision she had reached after a whole night of hesitation.
Let her bear all the pain herself. Let Wei Zhao happily forget her, forget everything that had come before. Even if she herself turned heartless afterward, Wei Zhao would suffer no pain and no discomfort, because by then he would no longer know who Tang Zhi was.
"Yunyun... you... you truly will not regret this..." Seeing what Tang Zhi was doing, Gu Mengyao felt her heart wrung with pain. This was tearing two lovers apart by force...
Had it been the old Gu Mengyao, she might have been glad; but at this moment she felt not the least bit of gladness. She would sooner it were she herself who stayed here...
"Since I have decided, I will not regret it!" Tang Zhi picked up the mixture of her own blood and the Herb of Forgetfulness potion, walked up to Wei Zhao, slowly raised her hand, propped him up, and poured the liquid little by little into his mouth...
Excitement and tension made Tang Zhi's body tremble; tears blurred her eyes, and an old song rose in her ears.
"Do not speak lightly of parting; since we part, sigh no more. The sweetness that once was belongs to me alone, and a cooled heart is still beautiful. Treading the snow in search of plum blossoms, bidding farewell to that winter, find a new self to take the place of the old."
"Do not speak lightly of parting; since we part, fear no solitude. Yesterday's wind and rain have passed; tomorrow's dreams are all the more to be treasured. A new smile glimmers with new thoughts, find a dawn and step out of yourself..."
When the last drop of the potion had flowed into Wei Zhao's mouth, Tang Zhi's hand shook slightly, and the little bottle fell to the ground and shattered, and at that moment Tang Zhi's heart shattered too... She lowered her head, her mind in utter confusion.
Yet when she raised her head again, her face was wreathed in smiles. Looking at Gu Mengyao and Little Shu, she said, "There, Wei Zhao... I leave him to you two from now on! From now on, you are his wife and his concubine!"
"..." Gu Mengyao forced a smile. Tang Zhi's joke was not funny in the least; even Little Shu, who had always wanted to be the concubine, did not laugh.
"All right, it is time to let Elder Zhang heal Wei Zhao!" With that, Tang Zhi bowed deeply to Gu Mengyao and Little Shu. "Wei Zhao, I entrust him to you. Please tell those around him not to mention me in his presence..."
Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu nodded silently. Though Tang Zhi's request distressed them as well, if they did not do as Tang Zhi asked, all her painstaking care would be wasted. Tang Zhi feared that Wei Zhao would see her once she had turned heartless, and so she had given him the Herb of Forgetfulness potion first, to spare them both still greater grief hereafter...
"Elder Zhang..." Having said this, Tang Zhi turned and pushed open the door, and saw Elder Zhang standing far off at the corner of the wall; perhaps to avoid any appearance of impropriety, he had not come close.
In truth, with the ears of a Heaven-rank expert like Elder Zhang, if he had wanted to eavesdrop on the sounds in the room, he could have heard them no matter how far away he stood; but Elder Zhang had no wish to listen at keyholes. In his eyes, Tang Zhi and the others were of his granddaughter's generation, and Tang Zhi was now taking her final leave of Wei Zhao, which would surely involve words of love and the like. However thick-skinned Elder Zhang might be, it was impossible for him to eavesdrop on such things.
"Miss Tang, have you taken the Herb of Forgetfulness potion?" Elder Zhang asked.
"Mm..." Tang Zhi nodded. "You may go and heal Wei Zhao now!"