The following day, the prince got up as early before the rooster crowed. He had black circles around his eyes. His orbs looked very depressed. He was so unkempt. His personal servants were so shocked and embarrased. They prayed secretly in their hearts, begging the heavens so that there hasn't been a single soul that had seen this or else their prince's image would forever be ruined. They got flustered and started running about like headless chickens before the head maid calmed them down and ordered the others to bring warm water from the kitchen and also to prepare for his highness's clothes. In the mean time, she greeted the prince and politely urged him to go behind the screen where there was a beautiful pond with beautiful flowers scattered skillfully on top. She helped undress him and left him with pants on before guiding him into the pond.All the while Rushan was feeling tired and very sleepy. He listened to whatever she was saying so to get her to go away. He didn't want to d
Rushan beamed with happiness, altogether with excitement knowing that he had a chance to get him. He hurriedly got onto his feet and strode to the doors, eager to see him again. "Thank you brother." He waved at the emperor and disappeared before the monarch could say anything in return. He just watched his little brother with a small smile on his lips. He took a sip of his tea, savouring the exquisite taste. Once done, he looked into space as if he was in deep thought. The prince on the other hand was running around the palace path ways, heading to the training area where he assumed he would find him training. Some refreshing breeze graced his cheeks and made his hair dance along with the moving air. The scenery all around him appeared to be surrounded by beautiful cherry blossoms fluttering and emitting a mesmerizing scent. It did not take time for him to reach the training grounds. Various soldiers were busy clushing with wooden swords against one another. Others were engaged in
It has been a few months after their marriage, the couples were living quite a fruitful life. It was peaceful and the days were enjoyable. Feng Shao continued offering consultations to everyone in the valley, he also went into the forest and other places in search of various herbs. Sometimes he would stay at home and spend some quality time with his husband. The two would play around. Either just cuddling and flirting under a cherry tree or sparring with each other. Although everytime Lui Xian would go easy on him. Feng Shao on other occasions he would play a few pieces of his own songs on his zither. The others would listen with a smile. And the villagers would sometimes join them. Some would even beg him to learn. And Dong Dong would be amongst these people. Feeling proud of him. Rushan on the other hand, he would be occupied in his paintings. He loved investing most of his time playing with colours and smelling the ink on the parchment paper. He would sometimes add poems once he
"Lights out!" The command echoed throughout the palace as it was followed by a resounding trumpet. The moon was overhead, shinning so brightly illuminating the dark roofs of the visible red-brick palaces of Wu Kingdom. No soul was supposed to be seen wandering aimlessly on the sacred premises, except the soldiers standing on guard and servants waiting in front of the two specific closed thick doors. The sprawling, extravagant imperial palace was at the centre surrounded by many other small palaces that had yet to extinguish the lamps and candles as per the usual curfew. The emperor's sleeping quarters was the only exception, still brimming with unrestrained light and lit with fragrant candles to aid during the passionate night. One could see intimate movements depicted from within the room, through the vevelt curtains which covered the screens. A pair of silhouettes tumbled and spun around as if they were dancing to some exciting rhythmic tune. Some time in between the guards stan
Feeling suffocated to an extent that his eyes started to burn, he slipped out of the room and lept on a peach tree close to the palace. He sat on one of the top trunks looking at the few stars in the sky. The darkness seemed to embrace his loneliness."When will he come to me?" He murmured softly with a tear cascading on his cheek. He could feel his heart aching with a prickly feel. His mind went back to the events that had occurred a few moments ago. Disrupting his peace of mind. And also adding a lot of turmoil that's difficult to tame. "I'm losing hope." He could hear his own voice sounding very hoarse. And his throat feeling very dry. When he felt his eyes watery and blurry, he turned away from the sparkly stars above that appeared as if they were mocking him. He burrowed his head on top of his legs. At first, he believed that time would change everything but he was soon proved wrong when the man he loved continued to sleep around. He felt very dejected and depressed but there
"Xian! Come take a look!" Rushan called for his friend who at the time was staring at the food being sold nearby. There was some grilled meat, some bread and biscuits baked beautifully, roasted corn cob, anything that was sweet and delicious was displayed for the customers to see. He could not contain himself but imagine the monarch going about trying everything as he urged him to try as well. "...." He turned to look to the one who had called him. His gaze landed on the sword in his hands. It was just a normal sword. But he knew the prince thought otherwise. "Should I buy it? I am going to gift it to Imperial brother." Lui Xian didn't have to answer before Rushan purchased it. After a while wandering about and taking a mount of things in an expensive sac, the two started to make their way back to the palace. They were on their horses riding at a steady pace. For some reason, the two didn't want to get back early for they knew that on their arrival they would see preparations for t
"Ouch..." Lui Xian was awakened by an intense paining on his abdomen. He struggled to sit up and then slowly supported himself on the dirty ground and then leaned his back on a tree. His right hand moved downwards, getting closer to the wound which he clutched at with great force. He immediately surveyed his surroundings in the pitch darkness. He wondered if his eyes were still alright for he could see nothing and he could only feel the chilly wind whispering beside his ears. He felt itchy all over from the mosquito bites that were imprinted on his body. He extended his hands to reach for something on the ground, only to come in contact with some clay and a hard surface. He spread his palm and started feeling around trying to find some hope. Then he rasply murmured, "where am l?" He got no answer instead he heard his distorted voice reverberating in the night, seeming as if he was being asked the same question. The lonely man wanted nothing but to be asleep in his quiet quarters.
Inside the shop, the woman sat beside Lui Xian her eyes gawking at his face. "He is very good-looking. I wonder if our child is going to look like him."Hexiu whispered lowly as she poked at his cheeks feeling quite happy with herself. She fancied the man. He had everything she had ever admired in a man. Well, in many men. She likes a well-built body like his. And also handsome looks like his. Why wouldn't she, she is a widow after all. After her husband died she vowed to relish various sexy guys in order to lessen her agony. Lui Xian was deeply unconscious and was oblivious to what was happening. He was lying on a mat and was covered with a quilt that rested just above his waist. His upper muscular body was exposed giving a full picture of the wound that was dripping with some blood, some flesh was exposed giving a frightful feeling.He had little drops of sweat trailing down his forehead that already had several frowning lines. His skin was pale and his lips had some cracks and w