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"Hey! Come here. Let me see your face." Yue Rong, who had just set a wedding date with Murong Xiyan, was in a good mood. However, he couldn't see his wife for seven days before the wedding, leaving him feeling quite bored. After three days of waiting, he found Hibiscus in the pavilion of the Art Institute, reading historical documents from the Murong Dynasty. Upon seeing the leisurely Hibiscus, Yue Rong thought that this man wasn't so unpleasant after all.
"Gusu." Hibiscus put down the book and looked at Yue Rong, who was beaming with joy. Over the past few days, as he perused the documents, he began to understand the uniqueness of this country. While surprised, he also felt at ease. Under Yue Rong's treatment, his internal injuries had mostly healed. He could now sense a different kind of energy within him—not true qi or internal power, but a lightness like the wind that swirled inside him. With just a few breaths, he felt his body lighter than before. When he woke up during the day, he found himself covered in a layer of foul-smelling dirt that he couldn't identify.
"Hmph! You look quite spirited. Let me see your face." Yue Rong examined the scars on Hibiscus's face. "These abrasions are so deep; how did that happen?"
Hibiscus smiled lightly and remained silent.
"You are such a strange man, acting like a woman!" Yue Rong waved his hand, emitting green light that brushed against Hibiscus's face. A refreshing sensation made Hibiscus feel invigorated. The energy within him seemed to resonate with this feeling. It wasn't that Hibiscus was strange; it was this country that was peculiar. He continued to smile quietly without speaking.
"I only treated your face because of my wife... well, because you are still a princess," Yue Rong thought of Murong Xiyan and felt shy, lowering his head slightly as his cheeks flushed.
Hibiscus shook his head. "I don't care; men love their pride but not their looks."
Yue Rong looked at Hibiscus as if he were a monster. "Are you even a man? What man doesn't care about beauty?"
Hibiscus shook his head and laughed again. This country was so fascinating; he would tell Fengyin about it later. Yue Rong shook his head; this man must be abnormal! Just then, a female worker hurried over from outside and said to Gusu and Yue Rong, "Your Majesty's attendant has arrived. In half a moment, His Majesty will be here; Husband should prepare to welcome him." Your Majesty?! His wedding was still days away; could Your Majesty be coming to... call off the wedding?!
Yue Rong's good mood vanished instantly. "Tell everyone to prepare and gather at the Hall." Seeing Hibiscus sit back down to pick up his book again, he quickly snatched it from him. "Hey! You have to go too." The Empress was coming; everyone needed to attend.
Hibiscus curled his lips into a smile. "Alright."
"You are as annoying as a woman." Yue Rong said, then hurriedly went to change.
"The Emperor has arrived!!!" A luxurious carriage inlaid with gold and jade stopped in front of the Art Institute. The Lady-in-Waiting crouched beneath the carriage, and as the door opened and the jade curtain was lifted, a pair of golden silk boots stepped onto the back of the Lady-in-Waiting. The Lady-in-Waiting held up a three-foot umbrella, made of iron wire and bamboo, covered with satin, with a yellow top and two layers of drooping edges. The lower layer was about a foot and a half long, embroidered with colorful dragons and phoenixes on a yellow satin or silk background; the upper layer had half a foot of lotus leaf edges made of red silk with leaf patterns. The male attendant holding the yellow umbrella stood behind the sun and moon fan, tilting the umbrella forward to shade the Empress's head. Under the reflection of the peacock feather fan, the Empress carried herself with grace and authority.
"Your Majesty." Seeing everyone kneeling neatly on the ground, the Empress nodded in satisfaction.
Hibiscus frowned, looking helplessly at Yue Rong. Being part of the Mu Family, he had always referred to himself as brothers with the Emperor and had never performed such great courtesy. A man must be able to bend and stretch, Hibiscus comforted himself!
"Who is Gusu Yue Rong? Stand up so I can see." The Empress sat in her seat, surveying her surroundings. Gusu Yue Rong stood up, took a deep breath; if the Empress was truly here to break off their engagement, he would definitely... plead with her! "Let's talk privately." The Empress fiddled with her nails, appearing weary and lacking in spirit.
"What is it that Your Majesty wants?" Yue Rong felt anxious; no way! He had to be with Murong Xiyan!
"It's nothing; I've just been feeling low lately and wanted to see a doctor. I don't like what those old folks in the palace have to say." Having nearly eliminated all the imperial physicians, she didn't want to see those old men left behind and decided to seek out the most renowned healer outside the palace. So that's how it is, Yue Rong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Lift your head; let me take a good look at you." The more the Empress looked, the more she realized this healer was even more beautiful than her three thousand Consort Males, especially when she saw Yue Rong's smile that emerged from relaxation. The tired expression on his face revealed an air of anticipation; this stunning doctor was hers—she had made up her mind. She was the Empress; everything in this country belonged to her, ha ha!
"Your Majesty is well; you just seem a bit fatigued." Gusu Yue Rong's slender fingers glowed green again; it was the simplest healing technique. A flash of green light passed by, and the Empress felt invigorated, becoming even more excited. With this stunning young man by her side, she could spend much more time away from her Consort Males.
"Yue Rong, you are truly remarkable."
"Your Majesty flatters me."
"Come in."
"Your Majesty."
"We're returning to the palace, and take him with us." The Empress smiled, feeling quite pleased with the day.
"Your Majesty, why is this happening?" Yue Rong struggled to break free from the grip of the two female guards.
"I have taken a liking to you and want you to be my Empress. We'll change your title once we return." The Empress waved her hand, signaling the guards to hurry; she could hardly wait. This was her authority!
"Stop!" Gusu Yue Rong glowed with green light, causing the guard holding him to be engulfed in blue smoke and release him in pain. "I am to marry Princess Xiyuan in a few days. Please show some respect, Your Majesty." Gusu Yue Rong was furious at this lecherous Empress.
"Princess Xiyuan?" It seemed a princess was about to get married, and she knew about it as well; she had even given rewards. The man that Murong Xiyan was to marry was more handsome than her own Consort Male. How could this be? She was the Empress, and everything here belonged to her!
"Take him away, take him back." The Empress waved her hand dismissively; what did she care about some princess? She was the Empress! Her personal guards surged in, surrounding Gusu Yue Rong tightly.
"What is going on?" A voice came from outside; it was Murong Xiyan. In an instant, Hibiscus and Murong Xiyan entered together. Earlier that morning, the Empress had unintentionally attended court. Although she was no longer an imperial daughter, having assisted the Empress in handling state affairs for many years and with several urgent matters at hand, she presided over the court session. Just after finishing court, she heard from a male attendant that the Empress had gone on a rampage at the Imperial Arts Academy and was seeking out divine practitioners. The Empress was in a foul mood today, her murderous intent rising. Although they were not allowed to meet for seven days, she felt anxious and rushed over as soon as she left the palace. Sure enough, something had happened!
"I heard that Empress Mother has been unwell; is she better now?" Murong Xiyan asked as she looked at the radiant Empress. The Empress did not look at Murong Xiyan, but instead focused on Hibiscus, who looked very familiar! Yes, it was that White-Clad Handsome Man!
("Young Master, my name is He Huan," the woman shyly said. Upon seeing Xuan Li, she initially thought she had encountered an unparalleled beauty but soon realized all three were extraordinary, especially that man in white who was breathtakingly beautiful. He Huan felt a thrill inside; her time of enchanting everyone had finally come! However, seeing the elderly-looking Fengyin beside the exquisite White-Clad Handsome Man, she felt a pang of jealousy because she herself was stunningly beautiful. Not just Fengyin, but all the women here made her—who always prided herself on her unmatched beauty—quite unhappy.)
"Um, Murong Xiyan, your fiancé has cured my illness, and I am very pleased. I would like to invite him into the palace. Since you are here as well, let’s do it together." The Empress smiled faintly as she gazed at the unparalleled beauty of Hibiscus, her heart racing like a startled deer.
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