My Devil Emperor
Clues

Three months had already passed since the incident in the storage room had happened. Some of the rumors that were spread also managed to be handled well. Slowly but surely, people began to forget about it. The imperial palace returned to calm and peace, after all who would dare to gossip about that Emperor and Empress of the Qin dynasty?

Morning activities at the palace are proceeding as usual. Some of the servants had already started to get busy working even before sunrise.

A woman in blue sat on a small bench. Eyes as beautiful as spring flowers that look focused looking at the object in front of him.

His hands skillfully cut off some of the already withered branches. Her pretty face was slightly flushed due to the exposure of the morning sun. Behind him stood two servants, one holding some snacks on a tray while the other held a container containing equipment to care for the plants.

"Darling, what are you doing here? I told you to get more rest from now on" interrupted someone who made the woman and her two servants turn their heads.

"Greet Your Majesty" said Jingli and Yunniang simultaneously.

ZiXuan glanced at him and nodded faintly. He stepped closer to Yuan who was standing with the help of Jingli and Yunniang.

His thin lips sneered and snorted in annoyance. "Boring!" abugn.

"Isn't that for your own good, too? Be stubborn!"

"Hump! My husband always used that as an excuse. Besides, I'm just taking care of plants, not running around chasing butterflies. What's dangerous?"

"Forget over. I'll never win arguing with you." ZiXuan took over Yuan's hand from Jingli and coded his wife's two personal servants to leave immediately.

Jingli and Yunniang bowed respectfully before leaving from there.

"My husband look! Are these flowers beautiful?" asked Yuan while staring at the expanse of flowers. There are several colors there, but it is dominated by pink and white flowers. The fragrance of the sparkles is smelled even from the entrance of the park.

"Xiao Li took good care of him."

Yuan suddenly hugged him tightly. His face was hiding in the chest of ZiXuan realm.

ZiXuan smiled as he rubbed Yuan's black hair. "What's wrong?"

"Thank you for giving me whatever I want. This peony garden, I like it so much."

ZiXuan did not answer him, he simply rubbed the woman's back gently.

The Peony Flower Garden was a gift that ZiXuan had given to comfort Yuan after the events in the Conference Hall as well as about the rumors that back then spread in the imperial palace.

What he did produced results. Yuan's attention began to be distracted to take care of the beautiful flowers. His mind started to calm down which of course had a good impact on Yuan's body.

Yuan liked flowers, but these peonies were the ones he liked the most. So obviously after getting the flower garden, he himself took care of it. Isn't it a pity if the expensive flowers are loaded with various meanings on every color and the symbol of love is dead because of wrong care?

Yuan let go of his embrace and looked up at the handsome face of ZiXuan who was smiling at him.

Seeing that warm smile, Yuan also smiled. The first beautiful sight for him was ZiXuan's smile and eyes. He would always fall in that man's charm many times. Whether ZiXuan was putting on a cold or warm look, both of them looked extremely beautiful.

"My husband, let's be together forever from now on."

"certain. It will not be separated. Both in this life and the next you will remain mine."

"Whether in this life or the next, I will remain yours. Never have regrets. Your Highness, promise me that you will never betray and abandon me!?"

ZiXuan did not immediately answer him, he again pulled Yuan into a hug. "I can't promise it," ZiXuan replied calmly.

Hearing him, Yuan felt angry. He tried to withdraw from ZiXuan's embrace. "Why? So you plan to betray and leave me?"

ZiXuan chuckled softly without loosening his arm from Yuan's body. "It's not like that either. I mean, we never know what's going to happen in the future, but I'm not gonna let you down."

"You dare?"

"Of course not. If I wanted to, I wouldn't have done it. I'll be with you for the rest of my life."

ZiXuan smiled with satisfaction. He closed his lips on Yuan's forehead and kissed her warmly.

"Then, Xiao Lit can't break it." Then he switched to touching Yuan's large belly and continued, "Son, you are the witness. In the future, let's share the task of keeping it. You knew? Your mother was a stubborn, bad-tempered woman."

Yuan patted ZiXuan's hand hard. "Don't trust him. Who here has a bad temper? Your Majesty, rather than you talking a no-no to your son, why not bring me some snacks?"

"That." Point ZiXuan at the food tray Yunniang left behind.

"It's cold. I want one that's still warm."

"You want me to make it?"

Yuan nodded in spirit.

ZiXuan rubbed his cheeks slowly but did not have time to answer, someone came to interrupt them.

"Sorry to interrupt the time of the Emperor and the Empress, but I want to talk about something, Your Majesty." That person was Li Wei. He lowered his head awkwardly in front of ZiXuan and Yuan.

"We'll talk later, there's something I want to do now," said ZiXuan who had turned to look at Li Wei.

"But this is important, Your Majesty."

ZiXuan stared worriedly at Li Wei and Yuan.

Understanding his position, Yuan smiled and said, "My husband, you can do it next time. Go away, maybe that's really the important thing."

ZiXuan smiled with relief. He rubbed the top of Yuan's head before saying, "Then, I'll make it later." ZiXuan immediately left with Li Wei after saying so.

Yuan saw the two men walking quickly, probably towards the ZiXuan reading room. He shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the residence.

Elsewhere, ZiXuan was already in the reading room with Li Wei standing in front of him.

"Hamba found a clue about the incident in the storage room a few months ago."

"What did you find?"

"Someone from the western part. The same place from where the incense came from. Right, Your Majesty, that aphrodisiac incense is not from our area."

ZiXuan closed his eyes and said, "Bring him here."

***

Silent. A word that describes the current atmosphere.

There was a man sitting tied up in the middle of a small pond. The water was pitch-black reflecting the golden light of the burning candles in the stuffy room.

Other than the man who looked unconscious, there were two other men observing by the poolside.

"Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

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