Back In Time (The Reincarnation of the Cruel Concubine)
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The presence of the eastern prince in fact brought disaster to Wu Li Mei, no matter what happened between Zhou Xing Huan and the owner of the body.
Wu Li Mei snorted softly, trying to keep her facial expression. The concubine forced both corners of her lips to lift up, she looked down respectfully.
"Greetings, prince."
"Rise up, great concubine!"
Wu Li Mei glanced around, the woman with the orange hanfu was over inward. He wondered what else the man in front of him planned. Actually what purpose he came to the palace, really made Wu Li Mei bother with his behavior.
The prince too often invited him to chat and walk by the lake for no apparent reason. Wu Li Mei was willing to at first for appreciating it, but over time, it backfired for her. Wu Li Mei could not help but look at the warm and loving twinkle of every glint of the prince's eyes for her, and what was more noticeable was the longing within that soothing brown iris of the eye.
Unfortunately, there was not a shadow or image that this body showed, about the man with the face of Satria. The woman certainly misses Satria, but her logic says emphatically that she is not Satria.
"Oh, where's my manners." The prince patted his forehead slowly. "Please sit down, Your Majesty."
"Is there anything important you want to talk about?" wu Li Mei asked, still reluctant to sit down.
"Yes." Yeah."
"What's that?"
"Sit down first, Mei-er." replied the prince kindly, a warm, shady smile making Wu Li Mei drown in her daydream. Even that smile was exactly the same as Satria's smile for her first. "It's not good to talk standing up, is it?"
Wu Li Mei smiled faintly, "I'm sorry, but I don't feel comfortable." to be honest.
"What's bothering you?"
"You." said Wu Li Mei sternly, "Sorry for my indecision, but I think there is a boundary between us, Your Majesty."
"What kind of boundaries, Mei-er?"
Zhou Xing Huan got up from the cot, she stepped slowly towards Wu Li Mei who was nailing near the guardrail.
The prince approached step by step, forcing Wu Li Mei to retreat in order to give some distance.
"What kind of boundaries do you want, Mei-er?" The man's hand was raised to caress the great concubine's beautiful face, but Wu Li Mei dodged.
Zhou Xing Huan smiled obliquely, "You're still arrogant, Wu Li Mei."
"Even you won't touch me."
Wu Li Mei was unmoved, not intending to retaliate.
"Is it because of Zhou Xiu Huan?"
Wu Li Mei frowned, "What do you mean?"
The prince smiled smirkingly, of course Wu Li Mei preferred the elder brother over him. Zhou Xiu Huan, a pure lineage from the previous emperor. If only first, the mother, Consort Cho, managed to get rid of the barrier that made him only a prince. Of course, at this time, he was the owner of the throne of the Ming Dynasty.
However, ill-fated, the mother was ostracized because of mistakes she did not make. The previous empress sent Consort Cho into the arid eastern valley to become a monastery in the temple of the sun, and thus Zhou Xing Huan was exiled. Fifteen years in exile, he was eventually appointed Prince of the East by the emperor.
In return, the prince served and fully supported the empire. Until one day, he accompanied Emperor Zhou to a banquet in the Hang Dynasty in the north. And he fell the day to Emperor Wu's youngest daughter Zhang Hao, the beautiful Wu Li Mei.
"Didn't I find you first?" asked the prince, trying to review the story of his early past encounter with Wu Li Mei. "In the river with cherry blossoms that bloom beautifully."
"I saw you bloom with the flowers, Mei-er."
Wu Li Mei could only be fixated, what this man said. Rivers and cherry blossoms, unfortunately the woman did not get any picture of the man.
Zhou Xing Huan's hands were raised again to caress the concubine's face, then pushed aside firmly.
"Dear your limits, prince!" Hardik Wu Li Mei's.
"Are you going to remain haughty until the end?" The prince stepped again.
Shit, Wu Li Mei looked back, her body had already hit the guardrail. He was holding onto the fence so as not to fall.
"Are you going to get cocky at the end of your life, Mei-er?"
Zhou Xing Huan brought her face closer, "What if I make you feel the coldness of the northern lake again?"
Wu Li Mei stared intently at the prince, he could feel sweat flooding his forehead. The memory was again spinning, as he fell into the lake due to being pushed by Yang Jia Li.
The woman's breath began to wail, along with the prince's hand which began to move to encourage her. Wu Li Mei was fixated, she could do nothing but shut up.
"Your Majesty the Emperor, come!"
Zhou Xing Huan pulled Wu Li Mei's hanfu collar, pulling the woman from the edge of the guardrail.
"Are you okay, Your Majesty?" The prince asked in a worried tone, he acted as if nothing had happened.
"What's this?"
Emperor Zhou came with the empress, he had just arrived from a long trip and heard the news that the younger brother had visited the palace a few days ago.
The emperor frowned as Zhou Xing Huan and Wu Li Mei stood facing each other, what was so eye-catching was the deathly pale look on the concubine's face.
"Mei-er, are you okay?" Emperor Zhou walked over to Wu Li Mei, embracing the woman, he was still pale with a blank look.
"Greetings, Your Grace. May the emperor live a thousand years."
"Greetings, Your Majesty the Empress."
Say hello to the prince, "I'm sorry for my stupidity, I called the grand concubine to accompany me to tea." he said. "But, I guess, Your Majesty the concubine is not feeling well."
"All right, Mei-er?"
Lying, he was about to push me! Wu Li Mei wanted to answer, but his tongue was a mute, he felt his entire body go weak.
"Maybe this lake, made him remember the incident when he drowned, Your Majesty." Yang Jia Li chimed in, he stared coldly as he grumbled inwardly. She and the emperor had just arrived, and Wu Li Mei had already stolen the attention of Emperor Zhou, what a cunning woman.
"What do you mean?" The Eastern Prince pretended not to know.
Emperor Zhou sighed deeply, "The story is long, I think I should bring Mei-er to rest in her pavilion."
Emperor Zhou embraced Wu Li Mei's limp body, the woman in cold sweat just followed silently. His breathing gradually improved, but his body was still weak.
"But, Your Majesty. You have just arrived, let Dayang Yi or another lady-in-waiting usher in the grand concubine." Yang Jia Li said.
"It's okay, let me."
Yang Jia Li squeezed both sides of his hanfu, again Wu Li Mei won. He even kept silent and acted as if he was ill, then got the emperor's attention. Then what use was he to accompany the emperor in the Su Dynasty for a week, if the man only looked at Wu Li Mei.
