When Spring Falls on the Battlefield
youngest prime minister
The imperial capital did not sleep that night.....Crimson lanterns stretched from the Vermilion Palace to the eastern market. Drums echoed through every street and countless voices shouted the same name.
The youngest Prime Minister in the history of the Great Yan Dynasty!!!!
Wine flow like rivers....Poets compose verses....Officials raised their cups in celebration.....They all believed that tonight marked the beginning of a legend.
(On the night the empire celebrated the birth of its youngest Prime Minister the only sound within the Prime Minister's residence was the shattering of a porcelain bowl.....)
: PRIME MINISTER RESIDENCE:
Yet only a single wall separate the cheers from a silence so suffocating it could swallow a soul.....Inside the Prime Minister's residence no music could be heard.
No servants waited by the doors.
No candles were replaced....
Even the wind seemed unwilling to enter....it feel like a mourning night...
Zhi Nuan the protagonist of the very night...step across the threshold still dressed in the dark official robes bestowed upon her only hours earlier. The crimson silk hanging from her waist fluttered gently with every step....
zhi nuan
*blink as she see ...the very house where she live properly for the first time... eyes flutter*
Finally the dream she chased for half a lifetime..... without pause...
The dream she had paid for with her name....Her youth....Her womanhood...HER FEELINGS....Her very existence..... Finally comes true....but she is alone no one is their to celebrate...to congratulate...to wish her happiness ...
zhi nuan
....*walk inside*
The moment she enter the hall...she stop....her breath hitch....
Her father..."Wan Mianju"...waiting....inside....for whome....her??
For the first time in more than twenty years...the man who never look at her with anything but calculation smile....and ambitious word trap ..here...
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
Nuan'er....*His voice is gentle as spring water*
zhi nuan
*fingers tightened around the jade tablet in her sleeve*
zhi nuan
*tremble as this moment is exactly how She imagine countless times as a child*
When she earned first place in the county examinations...He did not praise her.....When she rank first in the provincial examinations...He merely nod or roll his eyes....When she entered the Imperial Academy...He only remind her not to disgrace the family....But today... FINALLY
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
I know I were harsh with you but Nuan'er....
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
*smile*I always imagine this day since you pass the provincial exam... today finally we regain the glory come inside let you father see your face face properly...come let us feel how great the future will be....
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
Nuan'er
zhi nuan
*heart beat like tramplet and finally tear drop as she nod and walk inside*
Father finally acknowledge her?????The thought is so childish So pathetic.Yet it bloomed quietly within the heart she had spent years turning into stone......her eyes move to her elder brother and he smile warmly....
zhi rong (elder brother of zhi nuan)
I always know you will rise ....well here you are...*smile*
zhi rong (elder brother of zhi nuan)
See father finally we reclaim the glory...now our heir is no one but most prestigious one...ha ha this is what I always one truely
Yess ...she is the heir of zhi family not just any child....or wild brat ....
The pride of their ancestors.
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
Let's go...we should have our dinner first then we will send a family time together afterall from tomorrow we will begin a new life all together
zhi rong (elder brother of zhi nuan)
Yess yess let's go
zhi rong (elder brother of zhi nuan)
Come
The table is already prepared....Every dish... bowl...plate..Contain her favorite foods.
Braised fish....Lotus root soup...Sweet osmanthus cakes.
Things she not taste since year....
zhi nuan
*her heart squeeze*
zhi nuan
*eyes feel itchy....and somewhere the emotions she carries since childhood feel like overwhelming*
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
Today we should forget everything just enjoy .... finally the day come ha ha ...
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
Nuan'er sit dear why are you standing come .... come here don't be shy let father serve you ...umm hmm
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
*lift a porcelain bowl*
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
Here ....I know at this time you are definitely missing your mother sigh~
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
This is the same soup she use to make for you....I can't bring her to live but .. .this is I can do...
zhi nuan
...thank you father*take the soup bowl...now her eyes feel like burning*
zhi rong (elder brother of zhi nuan)
Father made it especially for you.... nuan'er come on eat it to your heart content*smile*
Zhi Nuan look at the bowl....Steam rose gently from its surface ....Warm... soothing...Just like...the bowls her mother used to hold with trembling hands
An old memory surface~A small courtyard......A thin woman smiling despite the bruises hidden beneath her sleeves.
:Nuan'er... eat slowly...and look at your face so stress out....why don't you take care of yourself hmm.......*wipe her tears* you become so thin ....your mother is so incapable am sorry Nuan'er it's all my fault....if...if I....
~The memory hurt~
That's the last dinner....they share together....
zhi nuan
*accept the bowl with both hands....look at it alittle warmth rise inside her heart...and for the first time few words had left her lips willingly*
zhi nuan
....Thank you father
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
*soft smile*
zhi nuan
*She lower her head.....and drink....One mouthful...Warm.....Just a little salty but satisfying*
zhi nuan
*tiny smile adore her face*
The first genuine smile to appear on her face in years
The porcelain bowl slipped from her fingers...It shatter against the floor.
zhi nuan
Aghh *sharp pain twisted through her chest...head feel a spin Her vision turn blurry*
Fa ..Fa..Father...
Blood. ...A single crimson drop stained the corner of her lips....Then another....Then...An endless stream spilled across the white jade floor.
zhi nuan
*She stagger backwards...Her knees struck the ground with a dull sound...Confusion fill her eyes*
Their is no fear no anger nothing but confusion like....why...WHY??
zhi nuan
*look up toward her father....Hoping or may be Praying..... somewhere Begging for him to deny what her body already knew.....*
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
*slowly set down his chopsticks....His gentle smile disappear*You have done well.
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
*voice calm and righteous*
As expected of the child I raised
zhi nuan
*Before she understand*...
Laughter echoed through the hall....Her elder brother laugh first Then her father...They laugh like ....like.....
her life is nothing more than a performance reaching its final act.
Zhi Mianju(father of nuan)
A married daughter is like a spill water *chuckle*... when they fully serve their father they leave the house ...here you done your work good now am satisfied so go an leave everything behind your brother will deal with it*sneer*
zhi nuan
*Only now...Did she understand*...
The warm... smile....meal.....even the word "Nuan'er" ....ohh and the soup... all are lies.
She conquered the imperial court.Defeat every scholar beneath Heaven.......Outplay ministers twice her age Yet...
She still not get the one thing she had spent her entire life yearning for....."father's love"...A FAMILY
Her body collapsed onto the cold stone floor....her breathing grew weaker...the official robes she had worn with such pride only hours ago slowly turned crimson beneath her.
Outside...The capital continue celebrating
Inside...No one mourn....No one called for a physician....No one even bother to close her eyes.
The youngest Prime Minister in the history of the Great Yan Dynasty...Died alone.
On a cold spring night....Forgotten before even dawn pass ....
: If I achieve enough... Father will finally see me :
....when he see me ....he was not the father I want he was the killer I never deserve.....
unbearable pain
:what happen why so noisy in early morning
:Prime Minister Zhi has been appointed
wan yan(past)
*badump badump...*
wan yan(past)
I...I need to go...I*look down*
wan yan(past)
*run inside her courtyard*
She spends an entire day preparing....opens the wedding chest she never touch...
Her untouched red wedding dress.
wan yan(past)
*pick up and look at the mirror*
wan yan(past)
*remember something*
:I can see your future...After the Strom pass you will live a happy life with your life partner ever after.smile will not leave your face but remember to always with him
wan yan(past)
...*smile*... Happily ever after...
wan yan(past)
*carefully brushes her hair*
wan yan(past)
*Places the old phoenix hairpin back in her hair*
wan yan(past)
*Apply little blush*
wan yan(past)
*little vermilion lipstick...that highlights her cherry lips just like her wedding day*
Just enough.....She looks into the mirror...Not as the abandoned wife But as the bride who never got a wedding night...and finally
wan yan(past)
Perhaps..husband will finally look at me today.....when we meet....*smile*
wan yan(past)
Happy life together till death...uhh...no..no...*smile but suddenly feel alittle prick in her heart but anyway eyes full of hope for new life*
BUT WHO KNOW WHAT FUTURE ACTUALLY CARRYING....SHE COME ....SHE DID COME BUT ....WHEN THE SAND FLOW OUT OF THE HAND
Twelve years....For twelve years Jade Village become Wan Yan's home....The bustling imperial capital has fade into little more than a distant memory.
She did return few times...like on her husband's birthday.....she quietly place the clothes she sewn herself at the Prime Minister's residence ask the butler whether her husband is in good health...where he is... and leave before sunset....once come out ..she never cross the inner courtyard.... nor she never ask to see Zhi Nuan...she just look at him from far
Twelve years....Only five meetings....and necessary greetings....umm yeah sometimes the talk did turn into long conversation...but the Five brief encounters that could be counted on one hand....is really something exhausting yet it's also rise her hope....even if they are not close even if her husband is not warm even if he never touch her or let her stay their....he never turn to other as well...she is the Only one....he never hurt her yess he did something that's send her far from politics where even her father can't be trusted....
Sometimes...when meet... Zhi Nuan merely nodded in greeting before hurrying back to court....Sometimes they pass each other beneath the same corridor without exchanging more than a few words.
The last meal was a cup of tea to grow cold....or may be it's the time when he pour himself in alcohol to express his inner pain... disappointment...
Yet...Wan Yan remember every one of those meetings....
She is holding the thread of hope closely....not to let it go...and finally today ...she is determined to stay...to melt in her husband's arm.....she has hope in her eyes...
So when the imperial decree announcing the appointment of the youngest Prime Minister spread across the empire...she not only hear it but she feel it ....her patience her hope everything and she smile.....For the first time in many years...
She decide to return to the capital not merely as Princess Wan Yan...But as Zhi Nuan's wife....
wan yan(past)
*enter inside her carriage with smile* I am returning husband...I hope you will not turn your back on me today...
wan yan(past)
*touch her wooden hair pin that her husband give her in wedding chamber*.... congratulations....I want to say it facing you myself...not through letters...
The towering gates of the Imperial Capital slowly came into view....The crimson curtains of the carriage stir as a cool spring breeze slipped inside.
: Your Highness ( the coachman called gently) we have arrived...
wan yan(past)
*slowly opened her eyes...For a long moment....she remained still*
twelve years since she had left this city behind.....Twelve years of quiet days in Jade Village.....Twelve years of watching the changing seasons through a bamboo window twelve years of hearing news of one person from countless miles away.....and wait for this moment...
wan yan(past)
*lower her gaze to the bundle resting upon her lap*
Inside were a pair of boots she had embroidered over the course of three winters....A dark cloak lined with fox fur and small pouch of osmanthus pastries with a jade pendant carved by an old craftsman in Jade Village.
Each item...prepare for one person Her Husband.....her fingertips unconsciously tightened around the bundle.Why...????Why her heart beating so fast???? Suddenly It isn't excitement Nor is nervousness....It felt...Heavy unease....as if an invisible hand pressing against her chest.....strange unease settling deep within her heart....why...
wan yan(past)
*slowly lift the curtains*....*smile*so lively ...
{Voices rose one after another}
:The youngest Prime Minister!!!!
:The pride of the Zhi family!!!!
:Our Great Yan has truly gain a worthy minister!!!!
wan yan(past)
*smile faintly*So... the appointment ceremony has already ended.....
wan yan(past)
*imagine Zhi Nuan standing in her black official robes...His expression as indifferent as ever while receiving endless praise with that same calm face*~Without realizing it.....She herself start to smile~...Congratulations
wan yan(past)
*The word escape so softly that even she barely heard them*
Then...the carriage slowed Ahead...a crowd has gathered around a young man dressed in magnificent official robes....Flowers rain from above officials bowed....Commoners cheered
:Prime Minister Zhi!
:Our Lord Prime Minister!
wan yan(past)
*her heart skip a beat hearing the name and slowly eyes lift up*
wan yan(past)
*smile upon her lips disappear in an instant and her breathing stop*
From this distance...Most people would never notice but she did. Immediately......the posture the way he accept congratulations......the tilt of his chin and that careless confidence in every movement....No...this isn't Zhi Nuan....That...is Zhi Rong.
wan yan(past)
*fingers tightened so hard around the bundle that the embroidered silk wrinkled beneath them.*.....Impossible.
The crowd continued shouting~
:Prime Minister Zhi!!!!
:Prime Minister Zhi Nuan!!!!!
{The words struck her ears one after another like a nightmare she could not wake from.....Her heartbeat became erratic her instincts scream like Leave....turn back....do not go any farther}
A chill quietly crept up her spine.
wan yan(past)
*The bundle slipped from her trembling hands and the jade pendant rolled across the carriage floor*
wan yan(past)
*Without thinking...she push open the carriage door*
:your highness!!(personal maid call her from behind)
wan yan(past)
*not even hear it....just run towards the familiar path as her hopes began to flow out of her eyes*...no..no...hu... husband....our ha... happy life...hu..
wan yan(past)
*feel like if she arrive one moment too late...She will regret it for the rest of her life....*
As she ran......heavy phoenix crown upon her head swayed violently with every hurried step.....the pearl tassels struck against her cheeks.....the crimson bridal robe, worn only once twelve years ago, dragged across the stone streets collecting dust with every passing moment...
The Prime Minister's residence stood just ahead....its gates are open.....Wide open.
wan yan(past)
*slow down...her feet suddenly felt impossibly heavy*
wan yan(past)
*Gently push the half-open gates with a long mournful creak*
wan yan(past)
Nu....nuan...
wan yan(past)
*voice barely escape her lips*
wan yan(past)
*step across the threshold....the front courtyard us empty.....the congratulatory gifts from various noble families been abandoned where they were delivered.....Silk boxes lay overturned... a porcelain vase shattered beside the corridor....No one even bothered to clean it*
wan yan(past)
*The entire residence...Look like as though every living soul had fled in desperate haste*
Nuan.....
Her pace quickened....She cross the first courtyard then the second Still...No one....not a single maid....a single guard not even the old steward who always greet visitors.....Only silence......A silence so complete...that even her own breathing sound intrusive.her fingers tremble.... breath hitch..
wan yan(past)
No...*instincts scream louder than ever....like Leave....Do not continue... don't come in LEAVE...If you walk any farther...You will never smile again*
But...How could she leave?Her husband is here....she know...he is inside...She had cross hundreds of miles to congratulate her...embroider those boots with her own hands...and still hadn't given them to her still hadn't heard her say..."Thank you."
wan yan(past)
*run inside*Nuan!!!!!!!!!!
wan yan(past)
*Her voice echo through the empty corridors*Nuan!!!!!
Nothing....Only the wind answer her with coldness..as she reach the main hall....The doors are slightly ajar..... cold breeze drift out from inside.....Along with...a faint metallic scent.
Her footsteps stop....Her pupils contract....Blood... it's blood she knew that smell....
wan yan(past)
*Her fingertips grew numb*.....No...
The wooden doors tremble beneath her shaking hands as she slowly pushed them open....like if any sound happen.. it will disturb the rest...then...the room reveal itself inch by inch.
An overturned chair....a shatter porcelain bowl.....Rice scatter across the floor and the dark crimson stains...Already beginning to dry.
wan yan(past)
*see a pair of black official boots perfectly still......her gaze move upward.....The dark robes the jade belt and then the pale fingers resting lifelessly beside the body and finally...the face*
Her eyes remain open as though she had been waiting...waiting for someone who never came.
wan yan(past)
*embroidered bundle slipped from Wan Yan's arms....the fox-fur cloak and the osmanthus pastries*
wan yan(past)
*her eyes lost its shine...without blinking....without breathing... Murmur*...No.....
wan yan(past)
*take one trembling step then another each step feel like walking through an endless nightmare.....he kneel beside the body.....Slowly...She reach out.....her fingertips brush against Zhi Nuan's cheek....Ice cold not even a trace of warmth remain*
For twelve years...the dream of holding her husband's face just once....not like this never like this....never....
wan yan(past)
*Her hand began to shake uncontrollably*...Husband...
wan yan(past)
*smile....a fragile...broken smile....like refusing to believe what lay before her*Husband.....oh husband......Wa..wake up
wan yan(past)
We agreed......Today is your happiest day....
wan yan(past)
I came to congratulate you.....lo.....look at me
wan yan(past)
I wore the wedding dress you never saw....
wan yan(past)
I even brought your favorite osmanthus cakes......
wan yan(past)
*Her voice crack*You haven't look at me yet.....You always leave before I can speak.....
wan yan(past)
This time......
wan yan(past)
Could you...
wan yan(past)
..look at me once???
wan yan(past)
.... outside...men look....at me with eyes of predator........lust ...but you still didn't see ...even with .....with....heat
wan yan(past)
People say I am not loved....but I believe....I am ... husband....say something...
Only silence answer her.....
Something inside Wan Yan quietly broke....
wan yan(past)
*She lower her forehead against Zhi Nuan's cold shoulder and for the first time in twelve years...embrace her husband slowly*
wan yan(past)
Don't...leave me... behind...
Not as a princess Nor as an emperor's daughter or as the Prime Minister's wife....
Only as a woman...who finally reach the person she loved.....only to discover...She had arrive too late....too Late...
wan yan(past)
*Lift a trembling hand...and gently tuck zhi nuan's hair behind her ear*...You never like your hair being untidy....
wan yan(past)
"Her voice is barely louder than a whisper*...See.....I still remember....
wan yan(past)
*Smile that look more painful than tears*You must be tired......
wan yan(past)
You've always work too hard....Sleep...
wan yan(past)
I'll stay beside you....
wan yan(past)
*fingers slowly trace the dried blood staining Zhi Nuan's sleeve the crimson red turned dark and Cold Just like her*
Every winter she secretly send thicker robes to the Prime Minister's residence....She never knew whether Zhi Nuan wore them But she still embroider them....Every single year
wan yan(past)
*Her shoulders began to tremble....not from sobbing but from remembering....even that time feel warm then this*
wan yan(past)
Do you remember...Our second meeting???? Husband
wan yan(past)
You only stay long enough to drink half a cup of tea....
wan yan(past)
I prepare so many things to tell you....to ask you ...
wan yan(past)
But you stood before the door and said......The court is busy
wan yan(past)
I smile and told you to go.....
wan yan(past)
I thought...There would always be another chance...but *tear slip from her eyes*
She slowly lowered her forehead against Zhi Nuan's....feel like Ice...cold....The warmth she had imagined for twelve years...Did not exist....
Still she carefully straightened the official robe adjust the jade belt....Smoothed every wrinkle As though preparing Zhi Nuan to meet the court once more.....
wan yan(past)
*notice something*
The collar a tiny stain of soup she gently touched it her fingertips tremble...Soup...??Why...??
Why would there be soup...??
wan yan(past)
*slowly look toward the shatter porcelain bowl....Then at the blood*
wan yan(past)
poison....*someone forcefully break her dream snatch her everything*...
wan yan(past)
*Her gaze slowly swept across the empty hall....the abandon dishes....untouched food and the broken chair*
wan yan(past)
*finally notice... No servants No guards....No mourning only...Abandonment*
wan yan(past)
*whisper*they betray....right th... they.....
wan yan(past)
*Her voice crack*
They left you...They left you here...to die...Alone...
wan yan(past)
*Single tear fell onto Zhi Nuan's hand*
wan yan(past)
*She buried her face against Zhi Nuan's shoulder and cried until no tears remain...Until even her breathing became silent*
wan yan(past)
*slowly lift her head the grief within her eyes...had disappear in its place...Remaining only an endless stillness*
wan yan(past)
*gently close Zhi Nuan's eyes with her fingertips*
wan yan(past)
And the rest leave to me....
wan yan(past)
They like to enjoy what's your...then your wife will give them the taste of your pain they never think off.....
wan yan(past)
*kneeling before the grave in the same crimson wedding robes she had worn the day before...the robe are stained with soot while her phoenix embroidery had been burned at the edges*
wan yan(past)
*In her hands...she held a sword....not an imperial sword nor her own...its Zhi Nuan's*
wan yan(past)
*She had polished it until its blade reflected the morning sky*
wan yan(past)
Husband i already send father-in-law and brother-in-law to you....to deal with....I know you love them and definitely angry with me....see that's why I bring your sward here....this life is nothing but meaning less jewellery for me without you...
wan yan(past)
*Smile far gentler than grief*
Husband......Yesterday I finally held your hand....Though it was cold...I was still happy.....I want to held it again
wan yan(past)
*Reach into her sleeve and removed a small notebook....Its pages were worn from years of use it's nothing but her personal diary....Twelve years of entries...Each page carried only one name*
wan yan(past)
In jade village wives use to write love letter to their husband who work far away.....*smile*I too want to....but I know my husband is too busy to even takecare of himself so....I write everything in it....
wan yan(past)
*slowly place it before the grave*I thought......One day I would read these to you....It seems...
wan yan(past)
You'll have to listen from somewhere else.....
Suddenly cold Wind lift a few loose pages...
wan yan(past)
*chuckle quietly*...Even now......you won't let me finish speaking...hmm
For a moment...She look toward the clear blue sky....
wan yan(past)
(In the next life...When we meet again...I'll find you first and this time......I won't let you walk alone...I will stick to you even if you push me far)......
wan yan(past)
*Close her eyes and the sword rose*
Morning sunlight flashed across the blade....The next instant...
As the crimson wedding sleeves fluttered in the spring breeze...a single plum blossom drifted gently onto Zhi Nuan's grave.....
~This time... no matter the cost you will live~
REVIVE
In my previous life I lived for others. In this life... the empire shall remember my name❄️❄️~ZHI NUAN
In my previous life...I lived for others.....
I became the sharpest blade in my father's hands...The brightest scholar beneath Heaven...
The youngest Prime Minister of Great Yan
The day I reached the summit...the hands that should have applauded me...
Poured it's gratitude as poison into my bowl
The father I spent my life trying to please...
Watched me die with a smile
The brother who inherited my glory...stepped over my corpse to claim my name....
...I died alone...strip of my name my honour my self....
There would be no one left to mourn me but there was one
A woman I had failed....a wife I had never truly known.
Who is nothing but a token of conspiracy
She crossed hundreds of miles only to find a corpse....only one who...
Gathered my broken dignity when the world abandoned it...the only one whose debt I am carrying now....
She burned the house that became my grave....she erase those leeches in satisfying way
And on the following dawn...Wearing the crimson wedding robes I had never once looked upon...
She chose to follow me into death
We never share a bed ...how come their be love...but still....
When Heaven opened its eyes once more...
I returned to the spring of my eighteenth year...the game had begun again.
I will no longer be a chess piece
I will become the hand that overturns the board
I don't need love nor warmth
I only need to keep her alive and Safe as payback of debt
Let the court call me ruthless
Let history call me a tyrant
Let the world fear my name
Power will be my other name
Only by becoming untouchable...
This life...the empire shall remember the name-Zhi Nuan
Emperor Wan Tianshu
The empire has stood for three hundred years..Yet every dynasty rots *ask while expression are clearly help somewhat irritated and bored*
Emperor Wan Tianshu
Tell Us...What is the greatest enemy of an Emperor?❄️
Silence.......just SILENCE....Every scholar stiffen...No one dared answer immediately .....Because everyone knew...that one answer and the fate of their whole generation will change ....rise or erase .... because one wrong word ...they become treason...
But their is someone whose mouth open even before he could even realize where he is....
Emperor Wan Tianshu
*frown*
Zhi Nuan
The greatest enemy of an Emperor.....is not rebellion...nor famine
Zhi Nuan
Nor foreign kingdoms...
Zhi Nuan
Nor the noble clans
Emperor Wan Tianshu
*turn to look at the young man*
Emperor Wan Tianshu
*fingers stop moving*
Zhi Nuan
The greatest enemy.....is an Emperor who can no longer command obedience*whole aura change around her*
Only then did Zhi Nuan slowly open her eyes
The Dragon Throne old ministers....the examination hall.
She return...return to the eighteenth year of Zhenfeng....Her first Palace Examination.
Her heart pound violently....Wan Yan...yet to get entangled with her...means Alive...Still alive.
Emperor Wan Tianshu
*lean forward with dangerous smile appeared upon his lips*
Explain
Zhi Nuan
*lowered her head as the memories of two lifetimes collided inside her mind but her voice not wave even for second... it's just she draw the line clearly between the past and the present with ONE ANSWER *When ministers become stronger than the throne...
Zhi Nuan
The law belongs to the ministers
Zhi Nuan
When great clans become stronger than the throne...then the people belong to the great clans...
Zhi Nuan
When the throne cannot command.....the empire no longer belongs to the Emperor.
Everyone's breath suck...
Emperor Wan Tianshu
*Stare at him Without blinking.....Then ask another question that almost One no one expect*
Then tell Us...
Emperor Wan Tianshu
What should be done???
Every official held their breath...This isn't an examination anymore....It's an invitation Or a trap.
Zhi Nuan slowly raise her head their eyes met....For the first time in two lifetimes.....her ambitious IN-LAW...well not anymore but a sharp weapon she is going to use in future...
Zhi Nuan
Replace those who serve their surname....with those who serve the throne
Emperor Wan Tianshu
*a glint pass through his eyes*..
Emperor Wan Tianshu
Intresting*mutter*..
Emperor Wan Tianshu
If this is your thoughts then tell us ..
Emperor Wan Tianshu
The empire has laws
Emperor Wan Tianshu
The noble clans have influence
Emperor Wan Tianshu
The common people have suffering
Emperor Wan Tianshu
If one day.....the law protects the noble clans...
Emperor Wan Tianshu
While the people cry for justice...
Emperor Wan Tianshu
*His eyes narrow ever so slightly*
Whom should the throne protect?
Zhi Nuan
*Lips part*The Throne...
The answer echo throughout the hall Several ministers abruptly looked up.....Even the Emperor's fingers stop tapping
Zhi Nuan
When the Throne is unstable...the law will becomes another man's weapon.....When the Throne is weak...
Emperor Wan Tianshu
*eyes sharpen*
Zhi Nuan
The noble clans rule in its place...
Zhi Nuan
When the Throne falls...the people have no justice to seek....
Zhi Nuan
*Slowly inhale*
Therefore...the Throne must first protect itself
Zhi Nuan
Only then...Can it protect the empire
Emperor Wan Tianshu
*click his tongue*And if one day...the Throne itself becomes unjust..then
Emperor Wan Tianshu
Will you obey Me... even when I am wrong??
Zhi Nuan
*lower her head and then answer without hesitation*Your Majesty
Zhi Nuan
If the dragon flies astray...the fault lies not in Heaven...
Emperor Wan Tianshu
*raise his eye brow*
Zhi Nuan
But in the ministers who failed to guide its wings.
Zhi Nuan
A true minister does not choose another dragon
Zhi Nuan
He ensures the one upon the throne never falls
Emperor Wan Tianshu
*smile and this time...It reach his eyes*
Like a serpent finally find a perfect prey worth swallowing....
Emperor Wan Tianshu
*one last time see the three candidates who are in front of him and turn without say and leave*
Wang Ruifeng(general from wang clan)
..
Liu Maan(provincial assistant)
...*look at zhi nuan...with conflict in his eyes*
As they receive order from above to wait for results....all leave one by one
Emperor Wan Tianshu
WHO WAS THAT YOUNG CANDIDATE ❄️❄️
Eunach Nima
*come running behind..with a bow* Your majesty
Emperor Wan Tianshu
*side eye*
Eunach Nima
Second Son of Zhi family...ZHI NUAN
Emperor Wan Tianshu
Zhi family??
Eunach Nima
Yess your majesty*nod*
Emperor Wan Tianshu
...tsk*his eyes again turn lifeless*(son of that bastárd...)*nod and left*
Eunach Nima
...sigh(what a pity....such intellect
...yet just because of family name)...*shake his head*
Zhi Nuan
*walking down in the path towards zhi residence*....
Turn 18 just four days back
But since the time she born ..she is in disguise of "MAN"
no one know her actual Gender except her birth Mother and that Scumbug Father....well nurture as young master of Zhi FAMILY ofcourse neglected one...
Quite DAZZLING and can say a HEARTTHROB of many YOUNG Ladies
Before REBIRTH , little naive ,long for familiar bond and father's warmth... inexperienced in politics so take time to rise purely dependent of her Hardwork, academic result and sharp yet gentle mindset...
An old fox in politics, fearless and as Sharp as sward in battlefield and her aura RISEN to someone who already rise to great position with power not like naive scholar who just pass the exam and waiting for opportunity
and already know how she gonna live her life ...no love no pity ONLY THE HUNGER...HUNGER OF POWER...NOT GOING TO STOP ANYWHERE NEAR DESPERATION TO PROVE HERSELF TO ANYONE....
But ofcourse....their is still one thing....no one person she want to meet and ASK....why she do it....why she choose her...(but ofcourse she can't because only she revive other not....so IT'S better to not drag her(other one) to her battlefield.....she need to protect as long as she is safe their is nothing to worry or look...so be it...)
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