Surai Kasih Tiga Lives
Episode 78 Very.
The light of the golden sun slowly began to fade, leaving the throne bright, rolling vines greeting the dark.
Like an evening, like that is the condition of a beautiful woman behind her dispute.
A sweeping landscape of fate and destiny, in the hands that have accompanied him since his birth.
Concubine Feng clasped both of her own knees, wailing miserably, with great disappointment.
Several times, he asked the servant to deliver a message to his beloved emperor.
He wants to meet.
He wants to be with her.
In fact he delivered an apology with the tenderness of the language of sincere love.
However, since the incident in the medicine hall pavilion, the woman had never received the attention and visit of the Emperor.
In his heart he muttered.'' Perhaps the emperor was busy, perhaps His Highness was handling a very important matter.
But one thing was certain and concubine Feng knew clearly, that the emperor was currently busy with his wedding ceremony.
A marriage that concubine Feng craved.
''Your Highness, why was it not me you chose, wasn't I only the most special woman to you all along?, but why was it that she who was no longer even a saint, became empress?.'' he said softly, interrupted by sobs that continued to decorate his beautiful face.
Consort Feng felt he accepted injustice, both in feeling and status.
The woman assumed that she was much more deserving of that status, than someone she thought was no longer clean (the widow of Yun).
There was a humiliating feeling, inwardly, as if the Emperor was humbling himself, and preferred Dowager Yun to be a businessman rather than himself, a woman of clear status and of noble descent.
Given this, Consort Feng increasingly tightened his hand, tightly clutching his own two knees together.
He hoped that, able to alleviate all the turmoil and rumble in his heart and mind at this time.
The room looked silent, only occasionally sounding as unwilling as it was apart from the woman. As powerful as a wife, it will still collapse too, when you see your beloved husband inaugurate the marriage, and give a higher status than he who came first.
Tears continued to roll, but no sound could be heard from her red lips that were now trembling, following the rhythm of her heart's pain.
Some of the pavilion's personal servants, only able to stand behind the outdoor door, they could do nothing, only to melt tears for the master.
Time continues to roll, leaving the time that has passed, reaping the roll of new sheets for those who are created and at the same time.
A man was walking staggered, towards a room, decorated with beautiful ornaments with shades of red.
Behind him were 2 eunuchs, and a few special guards followed patiently.
''Come...ayo..drink, we drink again..ayo we party...hahaha..I am happy ..today ..I am happy.'' said the man, or rather, a bad chatter.
Emperor Jing, brought under the influence of a drink from his wedding banquet (as mab*k ).
The man, said many things along the way to the room.
Seeing this, Wuhan, who was standing guard at the door, immediately greeted the body of the employer who staggered and said.'' You go, let me take the noble into his room.''
After the departure of the eunuchs and some of the guards, Wuhan whispered and uttered a soft word.'' Your Majesty everyone has left, you can already stand firm now.''
Hearing the words, Emperor Jing smiled, stood up and tidied up the clothes he was wearing, and chopped down his hands several times.
''They all really irritated me, if I didn't pretend to mab*k, everyone wouldn't have gone and ended the party.'' Jing said as her actions tidied up.
''Everything is fine, right?, nothing happened when I left?.'' he asked Wuhan.
Wuhan smiled at the question, he lowered his head and said.'' No master and. congratulations on your marriage, may the gods soon bestow upon you, the successor of the great Zing empire.''
''Haha.haha.you are indeed my best person Wuhan. Alright I will meet my beloved.eehhh my beloved wife now.' replied Emperor Jing, with a hue of happiness on his face, before he entered the room.
Wuhan closed the door of the room, which he had opened, when he learned the employer was about to enter.
''Finally the phonix determined his throne,
Our king is the one who gained grace on the throne, the god of our destiny is now adrift with the phonix.'' murmured in the heart of Wuhan.
Meanwhile, behind the tightly shut door, a woman smiled, seeing Emperor Jing enter the room.
Ziaruo lowered his foot from the lotus position he had taken a moment ago.
Seeing that, Emperor Jing hurriedly approached and held the empress' hand.
'' What are you doing?, don't say you're meditating when I wasn't there?' asked Jing, leading the woman, to the table and gently resting Ziaruo's body.
Hearing the curiosity of her husband, Ziaruo looked at her for a moment, she smiled again and turned to reach for a beautiful cake, with a red color presented on the table.
''Do you want to try this cake?.'' asked Jing as she sprightly, lifting the ceramic tray where the cake was.
Ziaruo again smiled, his hand moved to take one beautiful cake from there, he looked at the cake for a moment and said.'' Are you now happy Your Majesty?.''
Her soft words before putting the cake into her mouth made Jiang jingwei smile, her face blushing with happiness, her lips slowly moving and uttering one short, dense and clear word.
''Whoops.''
The most powerful man in the Zing Empire, seen several times smiling, was clear from his eyes and smile, that he was telling the truth at this moment.
Seeing the happiness of the man who had become her husband, Ziaruo felt a calmness in his heart.
''Thank you for being happy for me Your Majesty, at least you are one of the people who are happy for my presence.'' Madam Yun replied slowly, the woman lowered her head, as if she had a miserable thought.
Emperor Jing, grabbing Ziaruo's hand and approaching, standing beside the woman, he grabbed Ziaruo's head and carried it on his burly chest.
''It turns out you are a foolish beautiful woman, who would not be happy to have a consort as good as you?' said the Emperor softly, he hugged the woman for a moment, he hugged her for a moment, and kissed Ziaruo's head several times, before returning to sit on the chair right beside the Empress.
''Now there is a man who says he is unhappy when he is with you?.'' asked Jing again, in an effort to relieve the sadness of the woman in front of him.
Ziaruo just stared and smiled at the Emperor's question, he fell silent and received the tenderness, as well as the handsome Emperor's attention, who had become her husband.
''They never said anything, yet I know, there is always suffering and sorrow for them because of me.'' Ziaruo murmured in his heart.