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Chapter 21: Not In My Wildest Dreams

WEI LI LIAN

PRINCESS LE-ANNE

WOMEN OF ART QUARTERS

Word got out, and so King Tobba found out that Le-anne passed down the opportunity to become a concubine. Typical of her father, countless pigeon mail flooded its way to Nevoria. She felt disheartened with how her father called her foolish, useless and good for nothing. Moreover, he outrageously threatened that he would not hesitate having her cover exposed, something that would have her executed and poled on the capital city gate.

Le-anne had been quite sure of her decision but now when her father was involved and furious with her, she was losing much confidence in herself. He was her father; one person that was supposed to stand by her and believe in her.

And here she was, stuck in a foreign palace, stripped of her title and all she did was practice all day in preparation for a birthday that was three months away. The emperor was basically non-existent because not even once had she crossed paths with him and his entourage. At this rate, she wasn't sure about her ability to hold her father's trust any longer. And she desperately needed him to trust her, for this was her only hope to survive.

It was no secret that the Imperial women of art despised her with a passion. They felt that they had been looked down upon because a lady from an outside manor, which was Le-anne, was chosen to perform on Grand Consort Shu's birthday. Arrogant, prideful, spoilt… you name it all, she had heard it being whispered behind her back. This all just proved a point that she had about Nevorian women, they were spoilt, well treated cows that had nothing much to do because of the riches of their country, thus all they knew to do was cause trouble.

They could gossip all they wanted behind her back, that didn't bother her but burning her clothes? It was uncalled for.

She watched the junior girls that served the Senior Lady of Art, dance around with her robes while some of her garbs they chucked into the big blazing fire that they had made on the pavement outside Le-anne's sleeping room. She had been moved into the women of art quarters. Being unfamiliar with the palace, she strategically acted docile, quiet and reserved and that's why everyone thought they could stomp on her and get away with it.

However, today they were going to regret having crossed her path. She quickly rushed towards the baobab tree and stripped off a big branch, anger seething within her.

How dare they?

She tiptoed towards the unsuspecting palace maids and whack!! She slashed anyone that came in her way and screams of mercy rang in the air. One by one, she ruthlessly beat them up. If death they would have, then so be it.

"What are you doing?" The Senior Lady of Art grabbed her hand, stopping her. Where had she come from? Unless… had she been watching from a distance whether they were doing a job well done for her? Relief cast on the palace maids faces as they hid behind their mistress.

"What am I doing?" Princess Le-anne shouted. "You dare ask me that after disrespectfully sneaking into my room?"

"They are just children." The senior lady acted dumb.

Did she think Le-anne was stupid? It was clear like the sky that she was the one who had sent them to do such a despicable thing.

"And my clothes were worth five years of your wages!" Le-anne was now panting and trembling with so much angst.

"What? How dare a servant like you talk to me like that?" The Senior Lady of Art mocked, looking at the princess in disgust.

Thwack!!

Le-anne slapped her and the woman jolted backwards in shock. Still she felt like slapping her a thousand times more.

"You!" the lady tried to speak.

Again, Le-anne slapped her and she fell to the floor. The girls behind her gasped, lost for words by her boldness.

"Madam, madam…" They cried beside her and tried to help her up but she shook them off and got up by herself, her hand raised with the intention to return the favour.

Princess Le-anne swerved to the left and easily avoided her attempt. They were now both raving like untamed dogs.

"I will kill you lil…"

"What's this ruckus?" An authoritative voice demanded and in panic they all fell to the ground. The princess didn't know who it was but all she saw were his black leather boots that were beautifully embroidered with gold dragon art alongside the golden robes that swept the ground.

The dragon?

Oh no!

"Greetings and blessings to his majesty, Emperor Huizhong!" They hailed as their heads hit the ground.

Of all the places she had envisioned to meet him, this was not one, not in her wildest dreams.

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~Author’s Note~

Finally, the emperor and Le-anne meet!

Omoh, who is looking forward to the next chap? Thank you for the votes and comments. Happy Friday!

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Chapter 22: Unmasked

BAI SHEN HONG

EMPEROR HUIZHONG

IMPERIAL WAR ROOM

"Grand General, the North Border is getting restless because Gurio won't stop overstepping their boundaries. Please allow one of us to go and settle this impending matter!" General Feng hit his fists together above his forehead, "Grand General, please reconsider your orders."

"Your majesty, please reconsider your orders!" The other three generals joined in, speaking in unison.

Shen Hong exhaled, contemplating in his mind. It was like he was tending to little children who were throwing tantrums to get attention. He straightened out his body and sat up straight on his big golden chair, his arms resting on the mahogany table. He looked at the four hopeful men. They actually thought that getting selected to go on this mission would stipulate the trust and confidence he held for that person—which was far from the truth. There was no one he trusted but himself.

Ever since his father, the previous emperor, died, things had changed. The men had become ambitious, desiring his position of grand general. Due to his demanding obligations as the current emperor, it was equitable for him to step down for one of his generals sooner or later. However, if he gave it up he would be degraded to be like any other puny ruler, rulers that could only control one person while the Grand General ruled over millions.

Military power was the foundation of his throne, the reason why he was feared and respected. His father was wise, as he had him sent to be part of the military at just eight summers with strict instructions for him to be treated like a commoner. Of course like any spoilt and pampered child who had started to get used to the lifestyle of being royalty, this was the worst thing that could happen. Shen Hong was then compelled to learn what it meant to sleep with an empty stomach, to survive on unappetising discolored food and to persevere through the extremity of pain. He had to work hard right from the bottom, with no fancy privileges to elevate him above the others.

"Your majesty, the time to visit the training grounds and check on the royal guards' progression has come." His eunuch reminded him from outside.

Again, he looked at the generals in front of him. General Feng was his most skilled general; if he sent him away, it could create an unfortunate situation if Furia started causing trouble while he was far away.

"General Chen, you shall leave tomorrow." The emperor rose up and walked out, Luo Meng shadowing him from behind. The renown imperial bodyguard stout-heartedly followed his master, sword in hand.

The generals lamented their kind regards while the Minister of Law on the other side, scribbled the decree.

Outside, his entourage was waiting for him, lined into two rows of palace ladies and eunuchs, the seniors in front. They looked down the moment he stepped out and whatever the junior palace maids were gossiping about was hushed.

Palace gossip did not interest him any bit; at most, it was just lies made up to entertain their bored minds. However, whatever the matter was this time, it had to be something big. The whispering had been going on for two days now.

He was curious, but not enough for him to question. He led the way, and they trailed behind, leaving a short distance in between. Any workers, maids or royalty, that met him on the way would bow down respectfully while others trembled for their lives.

He sighed and stopped in his tracks.

"Eunuch Nam, what is the matter?" It had been a while since he publicly killed any servant; well, eight days, to be exact, was considered long in his books.

"Your majesty…" Eunuch Nam rushed to his side and lowered his head. Whenever he said these words, it signified his unwillingness to say anything further.

"Do you wish to die?" His short temper was not going to hold for that long.

"Your majesty, please forgive me. They are shaken by your presence because they are under the assumption that you are in a foul mood." He was nervously fumbling with his dark green gown.

"What has happened?"

"Your majesty… "

"Eunuch Nam!" he roared, feeling irritant.

"A woman, the Lady of Wei… Grand Consort… the birthday..."

Fear.

Although the emperor loved to be feared and fed from it sometimes, it was unbearable to be stuck with stuttering personages.

"Your majesty, this servant is willing to explain the matter." Court Lady Nam stepped forward with valiance. How they were twins, he didn't understand when they seemed to be from two different worlds.

"A Lady of Wei danced beautifully, and the Grand Consort asked the Grand Dowager Empress for permission to have her dance for her birthday. It is a rule in the harem for a lady not to serve in the palace so the Lady of Wei was asked to choose between losing her title or becoming your concubine. She chose losing her title."

A lady choosing to lose her title over becoming his? That was unheard of, vacuous and dense. Every clan wanted their children to be his concubine because the Empress seat was vacant. It was no sub rosa that vultures surrounded him be it in his politics and the military, right through into his bedroom.

The Wei clan was not of much significance, but they belonged to the South, the wing he had so many doubts about when it came to measuring against credence.

"Would his majesty like to see the blooming flower?" Her face mellowed with a naughty look.

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So the General is the emperor haha

Who saw that coming? Sorry guys for prolonging the cliff hanger :)

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