She hurriedly rushed to the bedroom where the man she had accompanied for all her life rested on the bed.

He too was once a hero of indomitable spirit. He was like the Duke of Zhen-Bei, who could wield a sword, chug down alcohol immediately and laugh heartily.

"King, I am here." The Queen sat by the bed, lightly holding onto his hand.

He was so thin, so thin that his bones could be seen. So thin, it made her heart ache.

The Queen's nose was sour and she couldn't stop her tears flowing. "What does the King need?"

The King of Dong Lin's eyes were already blank and without light.

"Where is Brother? Has Brother returned?" His voice was hoarse as he asked.

"I have already asked someone to look. The Duke of Zhen-Bei will return soon."

The King of Dong Lin raised his head with difficulty as he looked at his own wife. "Queen, if you want to cry, cry." Although his voice was hoarse and without energy, it was enveloped in warmth. "I understand in my heart that Beijie will never return."

"King!"

"Bai Pingting, Yun Chang and Bei Mo's three thousand that pressured the borders, as well as the Order to transfer the general of the Dragon Tiger Barracks. We..." He gasped for breath, "Our three countries used our military power to drag his wife to her death."

"It's all my fault..."

"No need to blame yourself." The King of Dong Lin held onto his Queen's hand. He squeezed it fiercely for a moment, as if seeming to transfer his final strength into his wife. "Queen is not to be blamed but the arrangement from the skies. The things we worried the most about have finally happened. Brother has always been stubborn, and I hoped that I could scrape him into being a little more indifferent. If anyone's at fault, it is me." He then turned around, gasping has he ordered, "You can all go. Senior Official, please guard the door."

"Yes." Chu Zairan had been guarding by the King of Dong Lin's side. He had a great many experiences and knew the King of Dong Lin was about to say his farewells. His tears couldn't help fall as he slumped down, knocking his head onto the ground. He then strided out of the room, closing the door behind him.

In the bedroom, only the King and Queen of Dong Lin remained.

"Queen, open that jade box at the head of this bed. Pass the Order in there for me.

The Queen took out the Order and softly advised, "King is unwell, so no need to be worried by national affairs right now. Leave this to the Senior Official to deal with, okay?"

The King of Dong Lin shook his head slowly. "Open it."

The Queen saw that his attitude remained firm, so she didn't insist further. She opened the Order and lowered her head to read. She read the headline, which said "Order to make the Queen in charge of the politics" in wide words. She was deeply shocked and said, "King, absolutely not..."

"This is my will."

"King, the Duke of Zhen-Bei will definitely return. He is the King's own brother and is part of the Dong Lin Royal House. There is no way he could give up his country for just a single woman."

"Queen..." The King of Dong Lin's voice was suddenly very soft as he strained to focus his eyes. He looked at the Queen, "Forget the Order. Come, sit by my side."

Hearing such gentleness, the Queen's heart broke even more. She obediently sat next to him. When she saw the King of Dong Lin reach out, she hurriedly brought her own hands to hold his.

"Queen, I have a question."

"King, please ask. Anything is fine, I will answer."

The King of Dong Lin's voice was getting quieter and quieter. Looking very feeble, he murmured, "This is not a military or national affair. It is simply a personal question that I have wanted to ask Queen for a long time, but it's a little stupid. Now it has come to this, if I don't ask, I will never be able to hear the answer."

The Queen turned her head, quietly wiping away her tears. She softened her voice, "Please ask, King."

"Queen, our marriage was arranged by the former king. As a result, our fate as husband and wife were sealed, without any obstacles." The King of Dong Lin raised his head and studied the Queen, asking, "If we were like Chu Beijie and Bai Pingting, born between enemy countries and in positions directly opposing each other, would the Queen...still be willing to stay by my side for an entire lifetime?"

The Queen thought for a long time, before lightly spitting out one word, "Yes."

An entire lifetime.

Yes, she would, except it would be hard to do.

Even if the highest power interfered with them? If born as enemies, yet love attracted them, who would be the first to betray the other?

Was country more important, or would love be unbearable and one would head straight for their beloved's embrace?

Fortunately, they were not Chu Beijie and Bai Pingting.

But what if they were?