Surai Kasih Tiga Lives
Episode 28 My beloved and my story

In fact, the emperor Murong who was up there, sat down on the throne violently.

''Bruughk...''

The reflex is not something without reason.

For a few days ago when there was a natural phonomena, the holy elders said that they had been present in their empire, an owner of the true phoenix destiny of the celestial world.

Where, the figure will bring prosperity to a virtuous country, and will reverse the karma of evil many times over, for a region with people who behave angkara (asusila), and, and they do not appreciate the goddess.

The holy elder also explained, that a true phoenix stopped in the western forest.

As for his characteristics, he has the aura of the moon (beauty of the goddess) on his face, likes to hide himself (camouflage/disguise/disguise), and has the ability beyond reason and the human mind (as now raises, as it now raises, or create a veil with bare hands).

And whether it was a coincidence, or indeed the bearer of the destiny of the Phoenix was standing before them, in fact almost all of the features mentioned by the saint, were, according to the criteria possessed by Ziaruo at the moment.

For a moment the banquet hall was silent, with their thoughts and fears.

But not yet had the surprise to disappear, the woman there again said with an attitude that is still simple, and full of respect.

''This despicable lady's maiden is the emperor's majesty, and especially for the empress's majesty.''

''Blessed, Her majesty the empress is so fond of the truth (opening the veil of others), then there is no harm in this woman giving high appreciation to His Majesty.''

The voice was still quiet, not the slightest bit of anger or disappointment that colored it.

But what no one else knew was, once Ziaruo opened his mouth to speak again, he also moved his hand slowly 2 times.

Unbeknownst to others, a small white light shot into the empress' body.

And another glimmer of golden light, darted against a main pillar of the room hall refutation there.

So, no doubt all eyes look towards the refusers of the room.

From the golden light that had dazzled everyone's eyes, a flower bud with a purplish red color, poked on the wooden pillar.

Seeing the incident, some people spoke with reflexes. "Purple crystal flower.''

And for those who realize the meaning of the flower, and have high abilities, it will soon fortify themselves quickly.

As if, the beauty of the flower attached there is not a beauty, but something that he must avoid immediately.

And sure enough, in a short time the flower suddenly opened its petals, and spouted a fragrant aroma and pistil throughout the room.

A very soft, elegant fragrance made everyone lulled with the sensation of its fragrance.

''Is that the gift you gave me Miss Ziaruo?.'' Asked the emperor, with the tone made as calm as possible.

Hearing a question that felt significant to Ziaruo, the woman smiled, calmly answering. "I forgive your noble servant. But the prize will be given to His Majesty, two days ahead."

After saying that, Ziaruo lowered his head for a moment and asked for permission to retreat from there.

The body stepped slowly from the place, muttering a soft and loud speech.

"And blessed are those who are virtuous, above calamity to those who are proud."

* flash back off *

......................

Wherever and whenever this foot goes, I believe it is the best way and the right time, and there will be no regrets.

After leaving the banquet party, Ziaruo returned to his residence with the elder brother.

The two were escorted back, in a horse-drawn carriage belonging to the 2nd prince's mansion Murongyu.

In fact, many of the noble youths volunteered, to escort him back to the residence.

Of course, for different reasons, and in different ways.

However, Ziaruo knew it was no longer important to him.

Because at this time, the woman had her own sense of regret, or rather an annoyance with a disappointed dress.

Maybe even, whether it was a carriage or just a cart belonging to the commoners, he would not bother.

As long as it could quickly go from there, for him it was more than enough.

Inside the carriage Ziaruo was silent, he listened to every remark of the elder brother, with a resentful tone to himself.

''It's all your fault, I told you not to attend. But you're still stubborn.''

Yongyu was really angry this time, and it was evident by the snarl he could no longer bear.

"You saw that, that woman...''

''No, I mean the empress wants to swallow you alive.'' He continued, in a still irritated tone to Ziaruo.

But for women there becomes a different meaning.

Hearing the criticism and anger from Yongyu, Ziaruo felt touched in his heart.

With the anxiety and attention of the young man, Ziaruo felt as if he had a warm affection like family.

"I know, but you're a real bitch. Your words made my head feel like it was going to break.'' Ziaruo litte.

''And now you're making me want to jump down even more, from this train.'' Continue again with a movement of spirit, as if he were about to jump.

Ziaruo did that just to joke around, he just wanted to stop Yongyu's anger.

However, what he thought and what was in Yongyu's mind was clearly different.

"What are you going to do?.'' Yongyu said worriedly, when he saw his sister was about to get off the train, which was walking quite fast.

Seeing the shock and anxiety in the man's eyes, Ziaruo smiled again.

''I know, it made you anxious. I'm sorry brother.'' Ziaruo litte.

''But believe me, I've been through more painful times than today's events.'' Ziaruo continued again, who looked confident with the synchronization of the conditions to both.

But no matter how well Ziaruo was convoluted, the young man was still able to see a deep livability.

Yongyu was unable to do much, he sighed for a moment before reopening his voice. ''What have you been through all this time?.

The young man rubbed the tip of Ziaruo's head gently.

With the same hand, he switched to patting his sister slowly.

''Whoever you are?, remember now not just you or me, but us. And we will look after each other, and protect do you understand?.''

"I know..'' replied ziaruo briefly, while nodding firmly, and a beautiful smile attached behind the veil.

That smile, they were beautiful behind the tight face coverings there.

But somehow because of what, even behind the cover of the face, Yongyu can still guess.

''Iihhhkk....''

The coachman's voice, stopped the carriage abruptly.

"Sorry miss, sir.there's someone blocking our train in front.'' Said the coachman, politely explaining.

Since it was already dark, the coachman did not expect Ziaruo to come down.

"Who sir?, can you ask what needs are there?, Pinta Ziaruo was calm.

Meanwhile, Yongyu was still quietly sitting, in front of the younger brother, his gaze never really moved away from that beautiful face.

"Well lady, replied the coachman, before stepping towards the two men, who were now sitting on horseback, blocking the path of their carriage.

It didn't take long, the coachman was back, with a small half-run step.

"Sorry miss, there is the first prince, Your Highness the crown prince Muronghui.''

''He said, wanting to convey something to you for a moment.'' The coachman continued with a worried tone, and intended to explain.

Hearing this, Yongyu became annoyed. He knew very well that Prince Muronghui was the son of Empress Sujin.

Hatred for the mother, it is appropriate for the son to bear it, that is the mind of the young Yongyu.

He went down and made a calculation with him.

However, it was prevented by Ziaruo.

The younger brother held onto Yongyu's arm, and did not want the young man to get off the carriage.

"Sir please ask, what made him think and justify himself, to stop a woman's horse-drawn carriage in the middle of the road, at a night like this?.'' Pinta Ziaruo with a calm tone.

But clearly from that remark, he was reluctant to meet or respond to the request for a meeting, the crown prince.

"Well miss, I'll say.'' The coachman answered, before running back, to two people who were not far from their carriage.

However, not until the coachman came back, from the side of the carriage heard several horse steps approaching.

Knowing this, Yongyu jumped down from the carriage. He was not angry, but not friendly.

''My honor, your honor.'' Sweep while bowing.

Although he greeted and saluted Muronghui, Yongyu did not wait for the crown prince's reply, the young man had already reacquainted his body.

On the other hand, Prince Muronghui also did not respond to the young man, he stepped directly towards the carriage as soon as he got off his horse.

This proves that, the existence of Yongyulah is not important.

And of course the face of the Yongyu youth grew even more bubbly with annoyance.

"Sorry to interrupt your trip, miss, but can we talk for a moment ?.'' Prince Muronghui's polite speech.

Whatever the decency, in fact hearing that Ziaruo became even more annoyed at him.

Like sparks that want to be extinguished, and re-ignited brightly due to the wind.

Light up..light up..light up..light up and back on fire.

"Is the matter, far more important, than the honor of this woman, of which only a few noble princes remain?.'' Ziaruo said, with an emphasis on several parts of the word.

Hearing the reply, the crown prince knew that the girl in the carriage was reminding his mother of his attitude.

And for that reason too, he took the initiative to come to the woman tonight.

"If mamang is very important, then I will come out now.'' Continue Ziaruo again.

''No miss, please continue the journey, I will ask the Emperor's father for time, to visit your residence.''

Fast-forward to the crown prince, after hearing Ziaruo's reply, which had been in his mind since the incident earlier this afternoon.

"I'm sorry I was presumptuous, disrupt your journey.'' Muronghui again.

Although Muronghui had expected, that he would not get an answer, as well as a response from inside the carriage, the man no two after the emperor, still lightly opened his mouth.

And sure enough, after Yongyu got back on board, the carriage immediately shot away, without a word being heard.

Prince Muronghui let out a long sigh, gazing at the night sky for a bit, before finally taking the shadow guard away from the place to return to the palace.