The Princess Story's
Looking for the Emperor's Stamp
Han Ze Xing slowly opened his eyes, he recalled a glimpse of what had happened to him and Zhou Yi Thing. His head turned to the side, looking at the face of a woman he loved so much. "Thank God he's fine!" thought Han Ze Xing.
"Who brought us back to this room?" he said in a soft voice.
"I brought you back, Your Majesty!" the voice of a man made Han Ze Xing aghast, he turned his eyes to the source of the voice. His heart was instantly relieved as soon as he saw the figure of the man he recognized in front of the table.
"Prime Minister Huang!"
"Yes! I'm here, Your Majesty!" answer with respect.
"What's going on? Is my wife okay?" han Ze Xing asked as he tried to get out of bed.
"He's fine. Only slightly weak and malnourished. There won't be any meaningful problems." replied Prime Minister Huang with a calm but troubled face as he didn't know how to tell Han Ze Xing about his father's death.
"What about Uncle?" ask again with an anxious face.
Prime Minister Huang took a deep breath, he then replied after exhaling slowly, "He is also fine. You don't have to worry, Your Majesty."
Han Ze Xing was relieved to hear that everything was fine, he then said, "Thank you for saving my life and Yi Thing's, but didn't Dad say anything when you pulled us out of the Cold Palace?"
Prime Minister Huang was silent, he was sorting out the words he would use to deliver the sad news about the Emperor. Han Ze Xing waited for a patient answer, he looked into the eyes of Prime Minister Huang who was bowed down.
"Your Majesty the Emperor is dead, he committed suicide" replied Prime Minister Huang with a face full of regret.
"His Majesty the Emperor is dead!" repeat Prime Minister Huang because he knows this sad news must be difficult to accept by the Crown Prince.
"Prime Minister Huang, isn't your joke too much?" Han Ze Xing looked devastated at the news of his father's death, he found it hard to believe the news even though the one who delivered it was a confidant as well as a man whom he respected a lot.
"Your Majesty, please calm yourself! There are many problems that we have to face, it is not the time to grieve the fate of His Majesty the deceased Emperor." Prime Minister Huang sought to strengthen the heart of the man, the man who would become the next leader of the Han state.
"I can't believe all this!" replied Han Ze Xing who was still digesting the words of Prime Minister Huang.
"Rest longer, in the meantime, I will take your place to take care of the palace" the man said, saluting.
Prime Minister Huang walked out of the room, he headed to the Emperor's private library. The stamp he had been looking for all night was still not found, Prime Minister Huang to the library because the room was often visited by Emperor Han Ze Ti. He was hoping to find the Kaisardi Stamp there.
Once inside the library, Prime Minister Huang's eyes immediately widened. "How long do I have to look for that stamp in a room this big?" thought.
A three-storied room with bookshelves numbering in the hundreds inside. The books on the shelf are neatly arranged and well maintained. The millions of books on the shelf left Prime Minister Huang aghast. I don't know when he should stay in that room to look for the Emperor's Stamp.
"I feel like I'm going to find a needle in a haystack!" inner Prime Minister Huang.
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