The Empress Of The Emperor
Cp. 14 | Pavilion China

This afternoon the sun was so hot. Han Mi was lying lazily in the small pavilion that was in the middle of the lake behind the Pianlin Pavilion.

It did not feel like three days had passed and during that time he was frustrated. However, it still filled its time with the usual physical training done by Hwang Lien Tianba.

"Act stupid fucking carrier!" han Mi snorted then punched the air in front of her.

"Enak is free from the Demon Emperor, but .. what the hell? I only got two meals. Is this pavilion said to be haunted? Argha! That fucker seems like he's really going to kill me slowly, huh?"

His blue net looked at the brown-colored pavilion ceiling. The wood is old, but still looks so sturdy as it is inedible by time.

It's been a long time, but like new. What kind of place is this? It's great! thought Han Mi. His body slowly rose up, sitting leaning against the large wooden trunk that was there.

His gaze immediately turned silent, staring at the surface of the silvery water, looking so dazzling that it made him narrow a little.

Three days earlier, I filled it with physical exercise. However, still I really could not stop to lament my misfortune, as well as the strangeness that stuck in my heart when I last met him. You idiot! What's the point of thinking about the devil? inner Han Mi.

His breath now felt tight again. For some reason every imagined of his wistful gaze and thin smile as well as the expression last time displayed by Emperor Zhun, it managed to make Han Mi go awry. The strange feeling that he felt at that time was always recalled.

And, I just found out that my feelings are related to Hwang Lien Tianba's original strength. The feeling of worry is no certainty, it makes magic and its inner power decreases dramatically. He bent his feet, his head turned upward.

"Huh ...."

Han Mi immediately patted both of her cheeks quite loudly to cause a slight sound that broke the silence in the pavilion.

"okay! I can't keep going like this. I really need to think about the next step. Come on Jung Han Mi, now is the time to move!"

Afterwards, Han Mi turned around, she chose to return to the Pianlin Pavilion, and rest in her room.

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The night is getting late. A tall man clad in red and gold hanfu covered in a black robe, was seen standing silently behind the shadow of darkness.

Her hood covered her face to the extent of her forehead, displaying deep black eyes that were so scary when exposed to moonlight.

Casually the man sat leaning against a well-kept stone chair in a large pavilion in the middle of the lake, lifting one leg up to fold over the thigh.

His hand holding a folding fan made of bamboo and white paper he punched several times into his left hand.

"Do your duty according to your orders. If he has a slight wound on his body.There is no compensation at all for your soul," said the man in a stern voice.

His black bead stared intently at the one subordinate of his confidence who was kneeling giving a salute up ahead there.

"Well, I beg you to resign to carry out the command."

"Hhm," a short silence in response made the man down there immediately bow to pay his last respects before leaving. In the blink of an eye he had disappeared, fused in the familiar shadow of darkness.

Tonight was the night of the full moon, and was the fourth day the Empress was in exile. A slanted smile was on the lips of the black-robed man.

His sharp gaze with an indecipherable expression on his face made him look so sinister under the silvery rays of the moon.

"I can't believe it . but he has managed to do it. This feeling, which was already tightly locked in the deepest ice mountain, had turned out to have been awakened."

Again, the corners of the lips widened, forming a smile that no one had ever expected. Slowly the smile was faintly visible along with the moon that started to be covered by the black clouds above.

***

"Alright, I'm done," Han Mi said. After which, he opened the door of his room, then walked quickly through the darkened hallway of the pavilion. Here, there is absolutely no illumination from torches or lanterns. There was only the light of the full moon shining on Pianlin Pavilion.

Wasn't that too cruel for an Empress who had a standing by the Emperor's side? But the truth is like that.

The swift pace that was getting faster and was heard breaking the silence of the night Han Mi ignored it. The night wind of the mountains began to blow, hitting the body of Han Mi who continued to run, causing a bone-chilling cold sensation that was truly excruciating.

"Connected Hwang Lien Tianba has a sorcery handed down by his father. Can I try this for now?" ask Han Mi to herself.

His feet continued to run until he was inside the bamboo forest to the road down the mountains, while recalling the events that had appeared in his memory.

Hwang Lien Tianba .. allow me to use your power, inner Han Mi.

As long as he ran, Han Mi finally saw some guards down there. His steps immediately stopped while hiding behind a large tree not far from the entrance of this mountain range.

His right hand immediately stretched out with the palm pointing forward. "Kongqi. Shiites. Shanghai," said Han Mi full of appreciation.

In an instant, the eight soldiers who were standing guard in front of it, seemed to have been hit by an electrical attack with a strength high enough to be unconscious. The body just fell to the ground.

Han Mi immediately turned her gaze on the two palms of her hands that had turned slightly paler than before. This is because the low temperature is so sharp.

"Alright, it doesn't seem too difficult" he murmured. The blue bead stared intently at the front, its feet running back very quickly out of the entrance of Mount Pianlin.

He slowly began to understand with the strength of Hwang Lien Tianba, added .. for the previous 3 days he had gone through it with rigorous physical training. That makes his movements more agile now.

However, just a few meters away he managed to run away suddenly a man wearing a black cloak appeared from behind the shadows of darkness, approaching towards him from behind.

With a very fast movement, the man hit the nape of Han Mi with a fairly tight until unconscious.

Almost half the face was covered in the hood of the robe he was wearing. His hands were so swiftly catching Han Mi carefully. "Please Your Majesty the Empress forgive this servant's leniency" the man said in a low voice.

The light of the full moon made this man easily see the face of the Empress. Such a beautiful face and so different from that of a woman in general in the Zhun Empire.

"What a beauty that can make anyone tempted to have it" he said without realizing. The man was silent for a moment as he continued to stare at Han Mi's face.

A few seconds had passed, until he finally realized what he was doing right now. Something very sinful to do, which is to look directly at the wife of the ruler of the Zhun Empire. The majestic figure who became the companion of Zhun Qiang Duyi.

"Once again, I beg your forgiveness for the carelessness of this servant."

Afterwards the man left as fast as lightning while carrying Han Mi's body with great caution. Running behind the darkness created between the silvery rays of the moon.

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Manuscript :

Jakarta, July 07, 2020

Published :

Jakarta, August 23, 2020