Another Story: Funeral

"A-Yue, I'm sorry I know Zhao said I couldn't see you but…"

Xichen stopped talking upon noticing his partner.

The cup that the prince was carrying in his hand fell to the floor breaking into a thousand pieces but that didn't matter now...

Lan Yue, the strongest bodyguard was now laying lifeless on a sofa that Xichen had bought for him, the black color of the poison could be seen on the other’s lips, and in his hand was a sheet of paper.

Xichen slowly walked over not believing what he was looking at, took that piece of paper with the letters written on it, and started reading its contents aloud…

A-Chen… I'm sorry,

I'm acting like a real coward...

Even though I love you so much… the weight of ruling the kingdom by your side is too much for someone like me…

I hope your heart can forgive me for that decision...

Forever yours, Lan Yue

"Lie…."

That was the only word that left his lips before a piercing scream tore from his throat.