The Empress's Tale Chinese Drama Novels & Stories

She increased it again, and he continued matching it without difficulty. Selene, now half jogging with physician texts in hand, looked spiritually detached from her body. By the time Halrem swept through the archway toward the palace terrace, three gardeners, two maids, and one elderly groundskeeper had witnessed the extraordinary sight of the Silver Empire’s empress attempting to outwalk the northern emperor while the northern emperor pursued her with the calm determination of a man on campaign. Halrem stopped at the terrace stairs and rounded on him. “This has become a hunt.”

Nodding with her blinking eyes, Carol tried to get up when Emerald gestured her not to and was about to question her it was interrupted by Carol, “How is Grand Empress? Is she fine?” Emerald narrowed his eyes and sighed heavily. Carol tried to read his expressions and got something in her mind, but she wasn’t sure of it. The shocking news was revealed to her when Emerald said that the Grand Empress had been missing from the mountain house and all the soldiers were unconscious, but they still don’t remember what happened.

''I don't think I understand,'' I reply. She takes a few steps closer, ''Oh, you understand me very well. There are a lot of girls like you, out there, taking advantage just because you're marrying into royalty.'' She adds, crossing her arms. ''Excuse me but let me make it clear for you, Lady Dian but I am here for the sake of—'' I say but someone cuts me off. ''—our love,'' I turn to see Emery standing behind me before nearing me with his steps. Dian looks at Emery as she continues to cross her arms, rolling her eyes in annoyance.

The grand ballroom of the Astoria Hotel glowed with golden chandeliers and polished marble floors. The room buzzed with quiet laughter, clinking glasses, and the low hum of powerful people pretending to care about charity. Adriana Cole stepped out of her black car and handed the keys to the valet without a word. The moment she entered the building, heads turned. They always did. Tonight she wore a deep emerald gown that clung perfectly to her tall figure, the silk flowing elegantly as she walked. Her dark hair was pinned back in a smooth knot, exposing the sharp elegance of her face.

Isn't it normal that I would have some expectations from him? The Empress spoke first, "So, you are Aloisia Anneliese Bloodworth." I pursed my lips to stop myself from scolding her for caking her face with makeup. I could barely make out her eyes and lips. Did she smear all the lipstick that she had on her lips? What's up with her clothes? Her dress was night-blue with gems that glowed like the headlights of vehicles. Her shoulders were bare, but her skin was wrinkly with marks of ages. Did nobody teach her how to dress? Anyone has the freedom to wear what they want; however, not everything looks good on a person except for me.

Her eyes narrow as she takes in my shivering form clad in torn clothes, the rumpled bed, as well as the freshly showered form of Xavier. “What the hell is going on here?!” she screeches. Her eyes do a once over around the room one more time before settling her poisonous gaze on me. My body shudders subconsciously from the venom spewing from her eyes as well as the clear knowledge of what she is capable of. With long, soft flowing hair, a voluptuous body with curves in all the right places, legs going for miles, and a face that the goddess has obviously- t taken her time with, Bianca is an absolutely gorgeous woman.

"Stuff some more trash in there. Trash deserves a trash can for a locker." At noon I went to the locker room to change my shoes. I had just come through the door when I saw Venetia and a few other rich girls throwing garbage into my locker. It was packed so full the door would not close. My coat and my shoes were in the actual garbage can. Venetia raised an eyebrow when she saw me come in. "Good. Now you've seen it. You aren't welcome at this school. Trash belongs where it belongs. "I'll give you one more week to leave on your own. Otherwise, I've got other ways to deal with you." I answered coldly, "You don't get to decide who stays at this school." Venetia gave a soft laugh and drew one im

"I expect no less from a Dragon Slayer like yourself." "It is an honor to meet you, your Majesty. I have heard so much about you since I was just a little boy." "Oh, have you, or did you just learn about me from the history books." "Was I caught red-handed," I said, bellowing out a laugh. It was all part of the act. I glanced back to see Tybalt stunned in place. "Only so much information comes to the border villages." "Border—" "You barbarian! You forget your place," yelled the Empress. I never learned her name and not by choice. She never showed up in the history lesson; no Empress did. "Guards have this man escorted—"

His knuckles were white as he gripped the mirror tightly. "I recall another man with no title who set his sights too high. And he became the best Emperor Consort the world has ever known." The Empress smiled so warmly that Devrim could feel her gloating even from the other side of the world. Devrim was moved by his wife's flattery but unconvinced. "Yes, well, those things do not happen twice. It would be like lightning striking twice in the same spot. I think it is much safer to send this boy far away from our daughter."

They might even be able to defeat the three great empires and two powerful sects in their place. "In that case, we can only go this far for now. Let's discuss other matters slowly. After all, I also have to think about this myself before saying anything definite to you." said the empress, who couldn't stand the chatter of the elders, which she couldn't understand herself. After saying that, Empress Xie immediately stood up and flew out of the hall, watched by everyone who bowed respectfully until she disappeared from their sight.