The Empress Of The Emperor
Cp. 08 | She Is Zhun Qiang Duyi?!

Bugh!

Shaoqing Yuwen's frail body bounced quite far back. His back hit the wooden door causing a quite deafening sound. "Agh! A—what are you doing to me!?!" shaoqing Yuwen shouted with tears almost coming out.

Eh? Wait a minute, is my energy this big? I just swung my sword with a little force, but! Why did he bounce around to that? Is this Hwang Lien Tianba's original strength? inner Han Mi.

"Ben gong's affection for Gongzhu is very special. Does Gongzhu feel it?" han Mi asked with a smile on her lips. The temperature of the originally warm air is now becoming cooler, making the feathers anyone will surely bristle.

"...." - ".Silence, there was no reply from Shaoqing Yuwen. He was silent with tears flowing down his cheeks.

"It's ironic" Han Mi said, "please please Gongzhu think with a stupid brain inside this head." Han Mi.

Slowly, he pushed Shaoqing Yuwen's head twice using a wooden sword held in his right hand.

"Ben gong can't do anything out of bounds, because Ben gong is Huang hou ... like that, right?" han Mi asked as she continued to try to hold back her emotions that were starting to peak.

"The truth is no. Just so you know, Ben gong has been silent all along because he was observing all of you, who have acted at will in treating Ben gong." Han Mi took a breath for a moment, looking at Shaoqing Yuwen's frightened expression and still being silent with tears flowing down.

"You think Ben gong didn't know what happened as long as Ben gong was unconscious? The answer is Ben gong knows everything! Ben gong's medicine you always spilled on purpose, even a few times you've put poison in it."

"The flowers and incense that were supposed to be put to therapy in Ben gong's room, you threw them away too!" Han Mi's gaze further sharpened as Shaoqing Yuwen displayed a shocked expression.

"Even ... Ben gong also learned that the money used to buy rare herbs that were not in the treatment room of the Imperial Palace was lost because you took them. Asking a lady-in-waiting to forcibly take from Liu Yi Ze, then handing the money over to you," Han Mi explained at length towards him.

Netra with a brown iris was shocked to hear the words from Han Mi. Indeed, he did not expect that the Empress would know of his actions.

"I—it .. i—it wasn't me who took it! It was the idea of Jiejie Nianzu Hongli!" His trembling hand was raised, and moved in the air to signal that he was not picking it up.

"If it's like that, then you're so stupid. Shaoqing Yuwen." The corner of Han Mi's lips shot up, both her eyes staring at the brown net intently.

Somehow the expression on my face at the moment, but if you look at the expression this woman is showing it seems creepy, huh? inner Han Mi.

He seemed to be unconcerned about what was in front of him. Without any mercy, Han Mi instantly threw a punch at Shaoqing Yuwen's body just like that.

"AARRGH."

This, because you often scolded Hwang Lien Tianba nonstop, until his ears hurt and even felt very hurt because of you, Han Mi's inner heart while staring intently at the seated Shaoqing Yuwen.

Bugh!

"AGH. HE—STOP!" Shaoqing Yuwen yelled even more loudly, tears coming back down his cheeks. Resisting the pain running through his ankle.

This time is a reply for you who have thrown away all the herbs, mixed them with poison, or disposed of the flowers and incense that should be placed in the Hwang Lien Tianba bedroom! inner Han Mi.

Bugh!

"ACH. Please ... ber—henti!"

Then this, as a payment for you who have taken a monthly allowance to buy rare herbal plants belonging to Hwang Lien Tianba, Han Mi said in her heart.

Dayang Liu who had just been silent, started to feel uncomfortable. Finally he ventured to speak, "Ya—Yang Mulia Empress ...."

Han Mi immediately stopped her activities. His body was silent in the position of the hand raised in the air. Without looking, Han Mi asked in a flat voice, "What's wrong?"

Without waiting for a reply from Dayang Liu, Han Mi gave a fairly tight kick towards Shaoqing Yuwen. As a sign that he has ended his temporary revenge for Hwang Lien Tianba today.

Shaoqing Yuwen's body was bounced to the courtyard in front of Han Mi's room. Making the door of Han Mi's contest room broken and scattered down there.

This is the last one for today, because you have always been against Hwang Lien Tianba! With no feeling at all, Han Mi threw her wooden sword towards Shaoqing Yuwen.

The sword was sliding at medium speed. The slightly tapered tip of her blade hit Shaoqing Yuwen's forehead, until the woman lapsed quite tight.

"AGH!! Sa—sick! IT HURTS!" the screams are so loud. However, Han Mi did not care at all and chose to turn around, again sitting on her wooden chair with an expressionless face.

"How are you really enjoying our special gathering, right? Gongzhu?" han Mi asked, "so give me back the money you took from that Ben gong!" Instantly, his blue netra stared intently at Shaoqing Yuwen again.

"Your Majesty the Empress, I beg you, please stop ...." Dayang Liu looked worriedly at his empress. He really did not want the Empress to get into trouble.

Without changing his expression, Han Mi immediately looked towards Dayang Liu who was beside her right. "Why?!" han Mi asked while looking at her sharply.

Dayang Liu who had originally lowered his head, slowly raised his head. However, he suddenly flinched violently back a few steps after looking at the Empress.

"That gaze ...," he murmured softly with an extremely vividly imprinted expression of surprise. Without daring to look at him again, Dayang Liu lowered his head deeply. Although Dayang Liu muttered, but Han Mi was still able to hear him clearly.

For a moment Han Mi fell silent and ignored what she had just heard. "Please wait a minute, I'll settle this matter as soon as possible and return to my bed to rest."

Afterwards, Han Mi immediately turned her gaze towards Shaoqing Yuwen who was still whining while groaning to endure the pain in the courtyard.

Seeing no gap for her to dodge, the thin-bodied woman finally spoke after staying for quite a while. "Ba—baik Her Majesty the Empress, ha—hamba will take it first."

Ah ... His speech turned into a more polite, inner Han Mi. His hands were raised to refute his head casually.

"All—"

The drap! The drap! The drap!

"Haish! Now let alone—"

"BIXIA HUANG DI HAS ARRIVED!"

Han Mi immediately stiffened in place. His eyes glared in disbelief at what he heard. Immediately, he looked towards Dayang Liu who was beside him.

"Bixia Huang di ... what does this mean?! Won't he be back in a month?!" han Mi asked Dayang Liu in a panic. He hoped Dayang Liu would answer that question.

However, instead of answering Dayang Liu only fell silent with a pale face and a terrified expression that was clearly imprinted there.

The sound of footsteps that had been heard in the hallway of Zihua Palace, suddenly stopped right in front of Han Mi's contest room, making the white hanfu-clad woman speechless, his empty gaze continued to be fixed on Dayang Liu.

Although he felt enthusiastic to see the charming look of Bixia Huang di who was Hwang Lien Tianba's husband directly, but somehow there was something strange about his feelings.

The temperature of the room that was originally warm, now turned cold. It was successful in making Han Mi swallow her saliva with great difficulty. From the tail of his eyes he could see that the figure was walking slowly towards him.

A little hesitant Han Mi turned her gaze towards the front. His feelings increasingly become unsettled, such as fear and pressure that makes him unable to breathe freely.

His eyes were immediately fixated on a tall man who was still wearing full armor. So luxurious yet elegant at the same time, it made him look dashing while wearing such a battle suit.

One more thing, honestly he looks so terrible. Han Mi was even unable to move, as the man walked quickly with steady steps toward Han Mi.

Di—dia ..., Inner Han Mi hesitated a little. He was silent for a moment to confirm what he saw at this moment. His two eyes narrowed slightly, he could not possibly missee. That face, the handsome face of a demon that Han Mi was very familiar with, was now one room with her!

HE, ZHUN QIANG DUYI?!

Both of his eyes were perfectly rounded when he saw clearly the man's face. A very familiar face, even Han Mi met often in her previous life. He was getting in his place.

Cold sweat slowly began to appear throughout the body. His hand that shook slowly, further squeezed the hanfu he was wearing at the moment.

SI—SIALAN! HOW COULD HE BE HERE?! So, Bixia Huang in the meaning by Liu Yi Ze and everyone here is ... is he? Oh gosh. Oh gosh. This is really impossible to happen, right! It can't happen, I must be dreaming, right?! inner Han Mi felt unacceptable.

Immediately he lowered his head, pinching hard his own hand to be sure. "Oh." Both of his eyes were getting bigger.

THIS REAL?! han Mi screams in heart. His hands grew even more tight, raising his head to stare at the majestic figure standing looming across from his current seat.

That means .. This demon-like man in front of me is reality! He was the original figure of a monstrous demon, his ruthlessness defeating all the creatures that existed on this earth!

The man I hated so much in my favorite comic book .. How can he now stand right in front of me like this? Oh my God, this is a disaster! inner Han Mi

"Zhen* listen ...." Her cold voice without a successful expression made Han Mi almost faint. Not only that, his words really made Han Mi surprised.

Listen what?!

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Seriate.

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Glossary :

* Zhen: Me/I, one of the ways the Emperor calls himself in front of others.

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Manuscript :

Jakarta, July 01, 2020

Published :

Jakarta, August 02, 2020