The Empress Of The Emperor
Cp 22 | Coming New Problems

The atmosphere of the throne room had been quiet, there was only Emperor Zhun and Adviser Nianzu Wei who were still in their respective places.

Emperor Zhun still looked neat, clad in the Empire's special golden and red hanfu that was so luxurious, he sat down uncomfortably with his right hand to open a medium-sized bamboo scroll. The pitch-black Netra looked seriously at the red inked writing stamped there.

His fingers immediately grasped the bamboo scroll filled with emotion. As usual, his always expressionless face had not changed at all. However, at this time his emotions began to be provoked. His jaw seemed to harden with breaths that began to hunt.

Emperor Zhun grabbed a nearby porcelain tea cup and slammed it emotionally into the wood floor, disintegrating and scattering it. His gaze was fixed straight at the large-sized door that opened far ahead.

He dared to do that to me?! inner Emperor Zhun.

“Nianzu Wei! Have you prepared it?” asked Emperor Zhun trying to dampen a bit of his emotions that began to explode.

“Absplies Bixia Huang in. Everything has been prepared as best as possible, Bixia.” Nianzu's advisors who stood not far from the throne paid their respects to the Emperor.

General Li, who had finally arrived at the throne room, immediately knelt in question mark while paying his respects before the Emperor.

“Honor to His Majesty the Great Lord of the Zhun Empire, The God of War. Li Jianjun came to fulfill the order.”

Brak!

The lowered General Li was instantly shocked by a bamboo scroll that opened in front of him. He looked at her confusedly, then ventured to raise his face. “A—apa i—”

“You see,” Emperor Zhun's orders pointed to a bamboo scroll containing a report before his General.

Slowly but surely, General Li grabbed the scroll. Look at it, then read it in your heart carefully. The more to the right he read the report, the more his forehead displayed a sharp frown.

This .. I'm sure, he will definitely die today, General Li thought

“Bixia ...” General Li looked at Emperor Zhun who was looking at him.

Without saying anything, Emperor Zhun got up from his seat. Walking towards the left with tremendous pressure exuding from his body, making the atmosphere inside the throne room even more gripping.

“Zhen will change clothes first. Then, we immediately leave for the place listed in the report.”

Although surprised, General Li tried to answer Emperor Zhun, “Ba—baik Bixia.”

He even got down to directly handle this, General Li thought.

In silence Emperor Zhun continued to set foot on the wooden bridge that connected the Palace of Weiaen with the Palace of Zuwain.

The pitch-black netra looked straight ahead, so sharp that it made Zhang Junda who was hiding behind the shadows seem unable to breathe properly.

“Zhang Junda, Zhen give a task for you,” said Emperor Zhun as he continued walking, “eliminate Shen Gao Manjue tonight, without leaving a trace,” Emperor Zhun's orders firmly.

The surrounding temperature that felt warm, now turned cold, accompanying Emperor Zhun's steps to his personal residence.

“Good, Bixia,” replied Zhang Junda slowly. It instantly disappeared along with a gust of strong wind that appeared.

***

Orange light began to be seen in the sky, signaling the day began to afternoon. Han Mi, who was still in the market with the boy surnamed Lao, continued to walk in search of the necessary needs for the child he had helped.

“Is there still something we should buy?” han Mi asked Lao Bong Yu.

“No! I mean ... no more. Uncle bought everything we needed. So, this alone has been so much more for Lao ge and me,” honest Lao Bong towards Han Mi, “can we just go home, uncle? I want to meet Lao ge soon,” he continued by pleading.

Aah .. what a very close brotherhood, inner Han Mi.

A smile fell on Han Mi's lips, looking gently at the 5-year-old boy in front of her. “Alright, let's go back to Physician Qing!” han Mi said cheerfully, while standing up from her squatting position and immediately grasping Lao Bong's right hand.

“Come!” lao Bong won't lose.

The joy that Han Mi had not felt for a long time, made her continue to display a smile. Feel the warmth that yearns for the past.

Really, since marrying Baek Ho Shik, he was eager to feel something like this. Long married to the heart surgeon, Han Mi has no children.

A feeling of tightness that was so painful slowly began to crawl up through the gap in his heart. A memory of where Han Mi was pregnant, the first time the two of them were given offspring, and it really made Han Mi happy was immeasurable.

However, the rejection shown by the husband made it destroyed, especially when Ho Shik managed to abort the womb in Han Mi's stomach. Han Mi's world was instantly destroyed back then.

The blue net is fixed straight on the market streets that many stalls alternating to trade on the right and left sides. “Haah ..” Han Mi breathed a sigh of resignation. Never mind, it's just a past life. I better focus on my current life, Inner Han Mi.

Han Mi continued walking with her left hand clasping Lao Bong's hand. During the shopping earlier, Han Mi had asked Lao Bong a lot of questions.

But that's not all. “Lao Bong, do you know who often gives you food?” ask Han Mi slowly.

“Lao Bong doesn't know. Once a week, suddenly the storage in our kitchen was full of food and drinks, which we had never seen before. It's always like that, but ... it's been a week since yesterday, our kitchen is empty.” The boy looked at Han Mi's face from his position, then turned towards the front, where the road started to look increasingly crowded.

“I'm starving and Lao ge said I'd find food for me. However, because Lao ge did not turn back also finally kusul, and it turned out ...” Suddenly Lao Bong rubbed his eyes with his left arm, which was holding a bag of food they had bought.

Han Mi who heard Lao Bong stop her speech, looked at the boy. His gaze turned soft, slowly he let go of the grip on Lao Bong's right hand, then rubbed the top of his head affectionately, as he continued to step.

"It's okay ... it's okay .. cry, Uncle is here," Han Mi said slowly.

Lao Bong who heard the soft voice, immediately imagined his parents who had died. Makes her cry even more.

***

Without saying anything, Emperor Zhun walked steadily towards the entrance to the Qing Physician's treatment site, followed by General Li who walked one step behind him.

“No need to notify Zhen arrival warning. Today we come as ordinary people,” Emperor Zhun continued to step in.

“Good, Bixia.” Submissively, General Li bowed in full respect to Emperor Zhun.

A quiet atmosphere greeted them shortly after being inside the hall. The steps belonging to Emperor Zhun and General Li filled the hall of the Qing— Physician residence, which on the front was a treatment hall that was deliberately made specifically.

A young man was seen approaching as he bent his body slightly, with his hands raised towards the front welcoming the arrival of his customers.

“Welcome Daren, can I help you?” asked a young man wearing a white hanfu with long hair, tied up with a ribbon and a black hairpick.

“I heard, there have just been small child patients brought to this place. Show me the way,” Emperor Zhun said directly. Now, he does not use the word Zhen, because he is undercover.

The man slightly raised his face, his expression looking friendly, although to be honest he felt a little strange.

How—

Seeing no answer from the man, Emperor Zhun subconsciously glanced sharply at the young man. “Call the Qing Physician to face,” Emperor Zhun's orders.

It's hideous! the man screamed in his heart. “Ba—baik Daren, please wait a minute. I will call Physician Qing,” said the young man in a hurry.

His body slightly bowed to give a salute before finally turning around, and walked quickly towards one of the doors that was behind a long table, which he was waiting for, with many neatly arranged drawers embedded in the large wall next to it.

“Ampun Bixia, do I have to wait here?” general Li asked in a low voice right on the right, slightly behind Emperor Zhun.

“No, you will enter with Zhen,” replied Emperor Zhun while folding his hands in front of his chest and waiting for the arrival of Physician Qing patiently.

“Good, Bixia.” General Li cuddled a glance then straightened his body back up.

In the distance, a door different from the others opened, featuring an old man with the young man earlier. He was seen walking closer to Emperor Zhun.

The friendly gaze that the old man had was fixed straight at Emperor Zhun who looked like he always did, expressionless face and sharp eyes.

This man ... was not an indiscriminate person, the old man's inner self after feeling a truly incredible aura emanating from Emperor Zhun's body.

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Seriate.

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Manuscript :

Jakarta, July 16, 2020

Published :

Jakarta, September 17, 2020