The Empress's Tale Chinese Drama Novels & Stories

I would believe anything against my father, since I had seen how he was able to manipulate everything and everyone to his advantage. Finally, I stepped inside the Empress’ private chamber, the air thick with incense and old secrets. Her chamber was as I remembered, lavishly ancient, walls lined with faded tapestries and the scent of wolfbone tea steeped in history. She sat in her chair by the carved window, frail in body, but with eyes that burned with a thousand memories. “Boris,” she greeted, her voice a silk thread wrapped around steel. “You look… haunted.” “I am,” I replied honestly.

I zone out, focusing on breathing, focusing on not throwing up. Then, the final item is unveiled. It is a painting. I sit up straighter. It is a portrait of an ancient Chinese Empress. She is beautiful, dressed in a magnificent red phoenix robe, her face painted white. She looks powerful. But if you look closer, you see her hands. They are resting on a golden railing. She is on a balcony, looking out at a world she cannot touch. She is a queen in a cage. I stare at her. I feel a sudden, painful kinship with this woman painted centuries ago.

But the empress with her short silky raven hair and foxy onyx eyes carried the beauty of a seductive temptress, luring those entrapped by her beauty into her spider web and manipulated them to do her bidding without them even realizing it. The emperor might not fully love Consort Elaria, but he held a great amount of affection towards her. Yet this affection was lost when the empress hosted a banquet, inviting nothing but women who carried significant influence in the nobility circle. The banquet was going fine until the empress coughed up blood and later passed out, causing the banquet to fall into chaos.

"Legally, you don't exist. You're a ghost. And ghosts can't file for divorce." "No... no, that's impossible. I'm standing right here! The embassy—" "The embassy thinks you died of a violent fever in that prison, thanks to a very expensive medical report we procured," Natalie chimed in, leaning against the Mirror with her arms crossed. "You really underestimate how far a little bit of Qunnix money can go in developing nations, cousin." The room felt like it was spinning. "The prison... the drugs in my bag... it was you." The horrifying puzzle pieces were suddenly locking into place. "You set me up."

The ice lotuses tore the demonic palm into pieces. The Fiend Emperor was a little shocked. He and the Blood Emperor looked at Jing Hong at the same time. "Who are you?" The Fiend Emperor asked. "Jing Hong from the Chu Mansion," Jing Hong muttered quietly. "Jing Hong?" The Fiend Emperor thought for a moment. He had never heard of this name. The Blood Emperor said sternly, "Are you Immortal Emperor Chu's woman?" "Yes," Jing Hong said.

The voice states coldly. Heather’s hands clench into fists as she stands. “I am a woman with irresistible beauty. The Emperor chose me over every other woman in the lottery. He made love to me all through the night of dance of hearts, promising to marry me and make me his Empress. No one can change that.” “If I were you, I wouldn’t trust the promises of a naked man. And if you’re so sure he wouldn’t leave you for your sister, why does your sister’s very existence seem to bite you so much that you’ve asked your father to banish her?”

King Chu shook his head; he and We Yan had already discussed this, but We Yan’s answer hadn’t put his mind at ease. “We Yan did become a member of a power on the Mainland, but he didn’t tell me which one. And there is an empire that holds sway over our hundred kingdoms—yet we’ve never met a single person from that empire except for We Yan!” He explained everything to General Ning; as General Ning heard all this from the king, his expression grew very somber. Even the glass in his hand shattered upon hearing this information, which was so painful to him.

As the doors opened for her, she stepped inside and was quite surprised to see the empress having tea with Prime Minister Rastus. “Well, well,” Empress Serena mused, “if it isn’t my husband’s mistress. You must have come here in a hurry to bribe the prime minister, but alas, Emery… No amount of money or blood will be able to buy him.” Emery just greeted her properly and refused to bite at her bait since that was not something she came there for. Hence, the empress found it rather annoying. She then stood and threw one last glance at the prime minister as if reminding him of something before leaving the room.

said the Empress bringing Chelsea out of her thoughts . " Your majesty, I don't quite understand " said Chelsea . Beaming slightly The Empress took a sip from her tea and asked an awkward question from Chelsea " If he truly loved her , do you think he would have ever slept with another woman not once but a couple of times and ended up birthing you ?"

As an Empress, she was frustrated that her phoenix robe was ruined and also at the fact that she had to rest in a cave with Darryl. She got angrier when she was reminded of how Darryl had made fun of her earlier. The Sea Enchanted Beast was already dying, yet Darryl tricked her into taking her phoenix robe off. Troubled by what had happened, the Empress stared bitterly at Darryl's back. 'You watch out. Let's see what I'll do when I have a chance to pay that back. … Meanwhile, at the New World Palace. Hundreds of civil and military officials stood neatly in lines on both sides of a hall with solemn expressions. There was only silence.