Hottest Fire and Coldest Water

"Why, master? Why? Why…"

Huang Yanchen groveled on the ground outside Saint Palace Yuanchu. She couldn't help crying, and she couldn't even stand up. The only thing in her mind was the cold look Zhang Ruochen gave her as he left.

The colder the look was, the more pain she felt.

The voice of Empress Chi Yao came out. "You have to make a choice in your life. Since you've decided to side with me, you were going to lose him anyway. Even I, as a God, can't balance both, not to mention you."

"But…"

"There's no but. Once you've made up your mind, you can only go along."

The voice of Empress Chi Yao couldn't sound more apathetic. Each word she spewed was like an iceberg, causing Huang Yanchen's heart to ache.