Chapter 8- The Shine That Makes You Tremble Even
The Thrones
"Some shards are too powerful to be ignored...
Even by those who claim to govern the universe. "
The silence in the courtyard burst like glass as Xiyue descended from the imperial litter box.
His name, unknown to many, became an immediate whisper.
Shufei Pure Consort.
Wife of the Emperor.
She seemed unreal.
His skin was of a cold porcelain.
His hair, black-purple, slid over his shoulders like a sea of night.
His eyes, dark golden, pierced everything.
His clothes seemed to steal the light.
And under his thick makeup, a mystery: impossible to read his features... except his gaze.
This look... impossible to escape.
Officially, she was there for a diplomatic visit.
Unofficially, Liyan knew.
His brother, the Emperor, no longer trusted him.
He did not want Yuèyao - this apothecary without rank - to control his precious little brother.
So he had sent his wife.
Xiyue The most formidable piece of his chessboard.
When she appeared in the inner garden, Liyan clenched her jaw.
His eyes lost their usual glow of fun.
- "He thinks that, because he is the Emperor,
So he has the right to judge the women I love... "
- "And he sends me this bitch? "
He doesn't say it out loud.
But Ken - at his side - felt for the first time the real ice in his master.
But Xiyue, she didn't listen.
His gaze had already drifted.
Towards him.
Know.
He was there. In retreat. As always.
But something... was wrong.
A splinter. A presence. A disorder.
Who is he?
A nobleman? A secret prince?
Why don't I know this face?
Why is my heart spounding?
A thought assails him:
Do I... want this man?
And in his head, a violent whisper:
No. I am the Emperor's wife.
I am Shufei.
It all happened in a second. Then she looked away, looking at Liyan.
ー
Neither Ken nor Liyan noticed anything.
Because she hadn't let anything appear.
Even a second.
Official presentation:
In the living room with jade pillars, Xiyue spoke:
- "Liyan, my brother-in-law. The Emperor is worried.
You seem to pay too much attention to a certain woman... "
(Yuèyao was not there.
She was in his laboratory, absorbed in his experiments.)
"Freedom has its consequences.
The throne does not tolerate favouritism towards a servant more than a nobleman. "
At his side stood a discreet silhouette:
Jinlian - his half-sister.
Beautiful, cold, intelligent.
And doctor.
She bowed her head politely.
- "I'm happy to see you again, Uncle. "
Liyan replied in a neutral tone:
- "Me too. "
But his look, icy, said the opposite.
When Xiyue and Jinlian left, only Ken and Liyan remained in the room. A silence.
Then Ken thought:
I understand better now...
Why Yuèyao acts without fear.
Why she can do what she wants, say what she wants, test who she wants...
She is not only brilliant...
She is... the Prince's mistress.
I thought she had won everything by her strength...
I was wrong.
And under his black eyes, a new Ken got up.
Colder.
Calmer.
And he smiles.
Without saying a word.
And Xiyue, far from it, frowned slightly.
Why... am I still thinking about it?
This boy...
And then She said to Jinlian, in a low tone:
- "Go correct this bitch, Yuèyao. "
End of Chapter 8 -