The Empress Of The Emperor
Cp. 17 | Wasted Reasons
Scorching began to show her fangs. Looks so dazzling in the sky today. It did not feel like a week had passed after Han Mi pretended to have a stomachache in the hallway of the Palace.
The second act was deliberately done by Han Mi so that he did not come to meet Emperor Zhun at Zuwang Palace.
Intentionally wanting to dodge, Han Mi instead got something even more terrifying. It felt like he was living in hell for a long time.
Because in fact, not only that day did Emperor Zhun ask Han Mi to serve him—helped him prepare to dress—but, asked him for seven days in a row!
Somehow Han Mi felt this was a substitute for her punishment of exile in the Pianlin Pavilion back then. But it shouldn't be like this.
He has been kidnapped and his thoughts have always been on Emperor Zhun. That the man with the beautiful face had knocked him unconscious, and brought him back to Zihua Palace.
Ah no, it was not him directly, but it was Emperor Zhun who ordered his subordinates to do so.
ARGH. If I remember again, I'm even more upset! It was better to be in that haunted pavilion alone than to be close to him, Han Mi's inner frustration.
The steps continue down the wooden floor on the right-hand side there is a beautiful view. Parks and trees, as well as a vast lake decorated with beautiful purple lotus flowers.
It made Han Mi amazed. Although, he is currently in an inner debate thinking about his next escape plan.
All righty! My plan this time will work. Either way, I should be able to avoid him. Please calm down Jung Han Mi. Now you can definitely return to Zihua Palace immediately, Inner Han Mi.
Han Mi continued to follow Emperor Zhun's footsteps from behind. Tracing the stone path that is very indulgent to the eyes around the Palace.
Previously, they had visited the main residence of the Shen noble family to review the case in the field.
To be honest, Han Mi even thought up to several times about their arrival directly to the place.
Emperor Zhun who was a supreme ruler in the Zhun Empire, descended directly into the field just to ascertain the truth?
Hey, isn't just having a General or a Warrior Commander with his subordinates enough?
However, Emperor Zhun's thinking was different from all of them. He was a typical person who had to intervene directly to deal with the problem, especially for major problems and affect the continuity of the Zhun Empire.
Arriving at the Imperial Palace, Emperor Zhun chose to immediately return to Zuwang Palace. Have a delayed breakfast and then rest.
The atmosphere of silence was again created, only the sound of footsteps that filled every hallway of the Palace they passed.
General Li, who had finished escorting Emperor Zhun, immediately returned to do other tasks that had been delayed.
Now ... leaving only Emperor Zhun and Han Mi. The feeling of awkwardness was felt by Han Mi, not because of matters of heart or love.
Rather, it was more of a fear that one day he could be killed by Emperor Zhun directly. The woman's fear of wearing hanfu in the same color as her husband was inversely proportional to Emperor Zhun's seemingly ordinary, indifferent state as if unperturbed by anything.
Her cold and always calm carry was like water, making her look charismatic in the hanfu she was wearing right now. Even so, it did not change Han Mi's view of the Emperor at all.
It still looks terrible, although the figure of a tall man who was in front of him .. can not be denied that the man has such a big charismatic. Full of mirroring charm for women.
His thick, pitch-black eyebrows that can make anyone feel intimidated, his pointed nose, as well as his thin lips that are so sexy with a natural pink color, framed as the most perfect sculpture of God on the oval face.
"You're going to Zhen's room first" said Emperor Zhun who sounded more like an order to Han Mi.
Han Mi raised her head, looking at the back of the man in front of her with question marks. He remained silent as he kept his feet behind Emperor Zhun. Although Han Mi looked like she was unperturbed, in fact .. her footsteps right now felt so heavy to follow Emperor Zhun.
Han Mi who was beginning to realize Emperor Zhun's words just now instantly looked at the back before him in annoyance.
WHAT THE FUCK? Hey fucking Devil, I've been planning to go back to my residence! Four times my plan failed, yes fifth time must also fail? Oh come! inner Han Mi was frustrated.
"You can rest at Zhen's place for a moment."
"Will but—"
"Zhen did not accept a rejection," cut Emperor Zhun again who immediately made Han Mi silence.
Forgive me .. I have to keep quiet like this? inner Han Mi. He really wanted to cry, but again no tears came out. It is very sad, the work of Baek Ho Shik turned out to continue to imprint until his life here.
When they wanted to turn towards the bridge between the main hall and the banquet hall of Emperor Zhun, Eunuch Wu who had been waiting since then immediately gave his greetings to Emperor Zhun who was close to him.
"Honour to His Majesty the Great Lord of the Passion of Zhun, the God of War." Eunuch Wu kneeled in full homage to the Emperor and Empress.
Emperor Zhun who saw this immediately stopped his steps for a moment, listening to what the old eunuch wanted to tell him.
"Lunch banquet has been prepared, Bixia Huang di and Her Majesty the Empress can go directly to the banquet hall," obviously Eunuch Wu rose to his feet and shifted to give way to Emperor Zhun as well as Han Mi.
Emperor Zhun stared at Eunuch Wu who was still giving his salute down there. "Hm," deham Emperor Zhun as a short answer.
Emperor Zhun stepped back, followed by Han Mi who was walking not far behind him, as well as Eunuch Wu and General Li who were walking around in the backmost position. The black bead was immediately anchored to the sakura tree that was in front of it.
Sakura trees that are quite tall and look have begun to flower, so beautiful to the eye. The distinctive fragrance of flowers and lake water is clearly smelled when the breeze blows on them, creating a cool impression that can calm the heart.
The gurgling sound of water is also a typical knock of a medium-sized bamboo that is on the rock in the middle of the pond—right under the cherry tree—sound so loud in the silence of Zuewang Palace.
The sounds that are heard do not just cause noise. However, having something feels good when you listen to it in person.
The combination of the gurgling of water, the knocking of bamboo with stones and the rushing wind moving branches and leaves, sounds like a very melodious symphony, he said, piercing into the auditory senses of anyone who was there.
Including Emperor Zhun, he could clearly hear every sound that was around him. This very special and different ability from other humans is innate from birth.
His gaze immediately moved to his left in haste, fixed straight at a point in the distance. Staring sharply at the back of someone who was inside the bamboo forest to his tribe.
"Wu Shoushan," called Emperor Zhun as he stopped his steps.
"Yes, Bixia? Is there something I should do?" Eunuch Wu lowered his head slowly while raising his interlocking hands towards the front.
Han Mi and also General Li who were looking towards the sight of Emperor Zhun anchored, instantly fell silent. Guessing what the Emperor was thinking just now suddenly turned his eyes in a quick motion towards the other side.
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Manuscript :
Jakarta, July 10, 2020
Published :
Jakarta, August 30, 2020