The Empress Of The Emperor
Cp. 13 | Cruelty Of Husband

A head suddenly just rolled and stopped right at Han Mi's feet. His face stared at Han Mi with a pair of bulging eyes, as well as fresh blood splattering out from that severed neck.

It was successful to make Han Mi surprised instead of playing. His body instantly trembled looking at the stumped head with a look of horror. This very unusual sight was truly terrifying!

The atmosphere of the tarasa throne room was so gripping, all of them bowed quietly in fear that greatly enveloped everyone there.

The air temperature that was fairly cold and different from the one outside the room increasingly made Han Mi unable to say anything. Silencing his mouth so tightly.

I—ini ... what ... happened? ask in the heart.

Han Mi slowly stepped back, at least trying not to touch the head without the body.

His blue net slightly shook staring towards the front. Where there was the Emperor standing, grasping a hereditary sword that looked so terrifying.

The blade, which always looked shiny, was now covered in fresh blood and dripping onto the floor, splattered near the stairs and in front of the throne seat. The blood that scattered everywhere seemed to blend with the color of the cloth base.

General Li who had been on Han Mi's right hand side, but a little backward, looked not surprised at all, as if nothing had happened before her at this moment.

His body immediately knelt down. "Honor to His Majesty the Great Lord of the Zhun Empire, the God of War!" greetings General Li with great respect. His brown eye beads point straight at the stepped floor.

We came at a very inappropriate time. I hope nothing strange happens after this. Do'a General Li in heart.

"Hamba came according to Bixia's orders, bringing His Majesty the Empress here" General Li said.

Han Mi who saw that Li Jianjun had knelt down and paid his respects, immediately she also knelt next to him.

"Hamba paid tribute to His Majesty the Great Lord of the Zhun Empire, the God of War. Hwang Lien Tianba has come to face Bixia Huang at." His voice sounded slow and slightly trembling.

Emperor Zhun flicked his sword, the blood that was originally attached to his blade was now splashed all over the floor. "Clean this all to nothing" the Emperor commanded some of the soldiers standing guard there.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Zhun did not return to his throne seat, but instead walked towards Han Mi who was kneeling beside General Li.

A feeling of fear continued to envelop Han Mi, especially when she heard the slow pace lead to her. Sounded approaching and getting closer, making his heartbeat race very fast.

The air temperature was very low and getting colder was approaching. His breath instantly became tight. Really, it was impossible for Han Mi to imagine, that how powerful Emperor Zhun was right now.

Suddenly Emperor Zhun extended his sword forward, right on Han Mi's chin. Lead the chin of the woman who is his wife until forced to look up. Featuring blue irises that look so soothing, beautifully framed on the oval face.

The pointy nose and thin, natural red lips looked very seductive, making Emperor Zhun stare at him for a moment. Silent in intoxicating delusions that he had never imagined before.

While Han Mi who felt the coldness of the sword blade felt very frightened. His sharp end was now right in front of his neck.

If Han Mi was wrong just a little, she could die instantly. This sword would easily pierce his neck leaving behind a sinister gaping hole.

"Do you remember what happened last night?" emperor Zhun asked, staring at the blue eyes.

The trembling Han Mi immediately forced herself to stay focused and answer every question of the husband. According to him, for now communication is one way that can slightly reduce the possibility of being killed. At least he should try that.

"Yes ... Bixia ...," replied Han Mi slowly. His eyes could not be closed, he stared straight at the pair of neutrals who were staring at him flatly, with no expression at all.

However, it does not remove the aura of darkness that is emerging from the body of the ruler, indicating that he is currently in his wrath, he said, and it instantly made Han Mi swallow her own saliva with great difficulty.

"Zhen is not someone who easily pityes someone. Didn't you already know that Zhen is very unhappy with careless people, not timely, and .. lying." His sharp gaze increasingly rained towards Han Mi, making the woman instantly rewind a bit of her face.

Han Mi was silent for quite a while, until she finally returned to answer with mixed feelings unclear. "Ha—hamba understands ... Bixia."

Damn, I belong to one of the criteria that he hated so much. No, no matter what punishment I'll take, as long as it's not death. I beg God, or the Gods who are the confidants of the people of Zhun Empire, please save me! Please Han Mi very much.

"Zhen was sentenced to 7 days in exile to Empress Hwang Lien Tianba at the Pianlin Pavilion. There were no Dayang or Kasim standing guard around him. The food will be delivered at the specified time. Some guards will stand guard just below the foot of Mount Pianlin, and no one will be able to visit freely without Zhen's permission! " obviously Emperor Zhun.

The punishment had been dropped, and Han Mi was fixated on hearing it. His eyes glared slightly in disbelief that he would not die today. However, obtaining the punishment of seclusion, it meant that Emperor Zhun wanted to kill Han Mi slowly.

That was what had been continuously rotating inside Han Mi's head. Exile to a remote place. Feeding is only appropriate at the time desired by the Emperor.

"What's? Pianlin Pavilion?!" a surprised voice sounded from behind Emperor Zhun, where there were still Ministers and Officials who had not disbanded.

Everyone does not believe what they have heard. The word that came out of the Emperor's mouth was simple, but it was very scary.

Although they were all eager to whisper with someone who was next to him, but they all undo the intention.

Emperor Zhun was not the type of person who would pardon anyone easily. Little did you say wrong, and then death was before your eyes.

For a moment Emperor Zhun stared at his wife's face so intensely. Without realizing it he displayed a sad look, and it made Han Mi who was looking at him slightly frown. I feel strange with that look. What the hell does this mean? his inner.

Slowly Emperor Zhun drew his sword, and immediately turned around. However, there was something that made Han Mi instantly speechless afterwards.

No, this is impossible! She ... She just now, there's no way she's smiling, right? Then, what did that sad look and bitter smile mean?! YO! Demon Emperor, what does this all mean!? thought Han Mi with a frustrated noah.

Han Mi continued to stare at Hwang Lien Tianba's back with an expression of disbelief. I don't know why tears started to pile up in her eyes.

A strange feeling instantly struck him, a pain and tightness that Han Mi did not know what it was. However, it appears suddenly. Isn't this weird? Why am I being like this? ask in a confused heart.

"Take the Empress to the Pianlin Pavilion. Use a stretcher and escort the Empress with Dayang as well as some soldiers. Li Jianjun, you also come with him until you reach the pavilion, then return to face Zhen," Emperor Zhun ordered in a slightly lower voice than usual. Afterwards, he simply stepped towards the throne.

"Good Bixia. I beg you to resign to the command." General Li, who had been next to Han Mi a little further back, immediately paid his last respects before he finally got up and approached the Empress.

"For Her Majesty the Empress. Please stand up, I will escort His Majesty the Empress to the Pianlin Pavilion." General Li bowed with his head bowed respectfully.

"Huh?" That one word managed to get out of Han Mi's lips just like that. His gaze did not escape Emperor Zhun's back which looked increasingly distant.

He felt weak, his feelings really became chaotic and strangely again, why with only two problems that Han Mi can become like this?

"Please help Ben gong stand up" Han Mi said slowly.

"Okay, Your Majesty the Empress. Forgive me for my leniency." Quickly, General Li gave his helping hand to Han Mi.

"Let's Your Majesty the Empress."

Han Mi was silent for a moment, her gaze still fixed on the figure of Emperor Zhun who had been sitting on the throne in the darkness that always enveloped her. The man seemed to always be immersed in a dark world that no one could reach.

Their eyes met immediately. It spawned a strange spark that was completely incomprehensible to either Han Mi or Emperor Zhun. Emperor Zhun's seemingly flat expression made Han Mi not wrinkle.

It just seems to be my feeling, but this is actually what you've done to me? Damn Demon Emperor, Inner Han Mi.

Without saying anything Han Mi closed her eyes. His left hand was raised, slightly pressing down on his right chest slowly, then immediately turned around. "Take Ben gong to the Pianlin Pavilion."

This body belongs to Hwang Lien Tianba, and I am only a substitute for his lost soul. My decision is also unanimous. I will leave him, as well as the Imperial Palace that restrains me as soon as possible.

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Seriate.

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Manuscript :

Jakarta, July 07, 2020

Published :

Jakarta, August 16, 2020