Han Moze glanced at Qiu Yingan and Sunzi Chu who respectfully hung their heads down low beneath him. He thought about it long and hard for a moment, then replied in a deep voice. “I’ve decided to lead half of our troops and horses to the south in three day’s time! As for the morning court proceedings, they will be handled by Prince Hengan as always to handle on my behalf! I wonder what my beloved subjects think about that?
All the civil and military officers kneeled. “Our emperor is wise! Long live his majesty, the emperor.”
Han Moze swept strict glances at the high-ranking officials. “Then, let it be decided! Is there anything else that my beloved subjects would like to report?” He asked in his emphatic voice.
The court officials kneeled and bowed their heads. There was a long pause, during which no one made a report!
Han Moze made a signal at the eunuchs beside him. The senior eunuch, Eunuch Chen, immediately bellowed, “Court is over!”
“Respectfully, seeing off the emperor. Long live his majesty, the emperor,” cried all the officials who respectfully kneeled.
In the Dark Moon Palace, Han Moxi faced the back of Han Moze with slightly furrowed, elegant brows. “Royal brother, I’m surprised to hear that you’re leaving the palace again after just three days back!”
Han Moze slightly turned around and revealed a stern and aggressive side profile. “When the time comes, I’ll have to trouble you, royal brother, for all major and minor incidents in the palace.”
Han Moxi helplessly sighed softly. He was just simply not interested in handling all those memorials.
Han Moze thought about his battle with the blonde man in ten days, and his gaze turned rather grim.
In the afternoon, not too far from the Fallen Phoenix Palace, Han Moze sat quietly drinking at the stone table of a beautiful pavilion built in the center of a lake. His vision seemed vaguely blurred.
As the cold winds blew in, the lotus flowers swayed softly in the lotus pond. Ripples formed from the dewdrops that slipped down the jade lake between heaven and water.
Han Moze’s long and slender fingernails slowly caressed the white jade wine cup with traces of deep longing in his eyes. It wasn’t clear what was on his mind, but he flashed an incredibly good-looking fake smile.
When Xu Ziling, daughter of the great military General Xu, arrived and saw this scene before her, her cheeks suddenly flushed.
Han Moze sensed something was off. His face looked rather glum, as his gaze turned towards the direction of Xu Ziling.
All he could see was Xu Ziling in a pink, pomegranate dress with pink ribbons and light yellow outer garment. She has a thin waist and pitch-black hair which was combed into a bun with several pink flower hairpins made of pearls. She had a rather full, oval face with delicately beautiful facial features and a pair of bright eyes as clear as a spring. She had a small, tall nose bridge with a shy smile across her face. She wore two pink, stringed pearl earrings which accentuated her charming complexion.
Han Moze flatly glanced at Xu Ziling, then turned away to ignore her.
Xu Ziling wore a charming smile and walked straight ahead toward the pavilion in the lake.
To her surprise, Eunuch Chen blocked her path. “Young Miss Xu, the emperor left orders that nobody is to enter and disturb him without his permission!”
Xu Ziling put her hands on her waists, then reached her hand out to angrily point at Eunuch Chen. “Let me tell you, one of these days, you’re going to regret this!”
Eunuch Chen stood respectfully on the spot without moving an inch.
Xu Ziling scowled at Eunuch Chen, then turned to shout at Han Moze. “Emperor, big brother! I am here to see you! I have something important to tell you! Won’t you let me in?”
Eunuch Chen also turned around and looked over at Han Moze with a look as if he was ready to take orders.
Han Moze glared heavily at the sparkling, clear white jade cup. After a while, he then flatly cried, “Let Young Miss Xu in!”