Chapter 107 The Unbothered Breeze and Moon (1/2)

The crown prince of the Zhou Dynasty, who was near his forties looked at his favorite son and answered, ”It’s merely a poem.”

Zhao Xiang was surprised. Although there were prescriptions that were written in the form of a song, but by the look and tone of his father, it did not seem like so.

He wanted to probe further but his father had rested his eyes, obviously, he was not too keen to talk much about it.

His father held the prescription tightly in his palm to the point where his veins were bulging out. That showed how deeply the father was bothered by the illness.

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The Imperial City was also known as the Daming Palace. It was renamed during the time when the Empress took over the administration. The rationale behind the new name was to show that anything under the sun and moon, be it millions of mountains or thousands of rivers were under her rule.

It was not just plain wits and trickeries that made her the Empress. She was far more broad-minded compared to previous emperors. But being broad-minded was not equivalent to being tolerant.

She could be as cruel and cold as winter when it comes to dealing with her enemies as conversed to the warmth and affection she displayed to people who supported her.

The Empress was at the Shui Liang Hall of the Daming Palace. It was the best place to admire the view of the city. From here, one could see the lotus flowers and be enchanted by their faint lingering fragrances.

She was sixty years old but she looked like she was in her thirties. In fact, she looked much younger compared to the Crown Prince, Zhao Xun.

No one would believe that she gave birth to five sons and two daughters.

A light breeze came by, one could really feel and see the moonlight reflected on the lotus pond from the tower.

As an Empress, she owns millions of mountain and rivers. But what she could see, was just this small fraction of the world.

And that was why she had placed people all over the world to help her watch over her million miles of territory.

She stood with her hands at her back and looked up, the moon in the sky shone into her eyes. An indifferent voice could be heard from the tower, ”Master Kuhui, I came across an interesting poem earlier today. Shall I share it with you?”

The Empress did not have her dragon robe on and was dressed casually. However, she was stern and unforgiving with her tone, giving out commanding vibes where people would not even think about turning her down.

Although there were usually not many bodyguards by her side, there was no successful assassination so far. People who attempted to do so were captured and killed deliberately. No one including their extended family was spared.

Kuhui was standing ten feet away from the Empress as his monk robe swayed by the wind. The moonlight shined the wrinkles on his forehead and the white beard on his face. He put both palms together and said, ”Your Majesty/Highness, please, enlighten me.”

”Earlier today, Zhao Xun went out of the city to get his illness treated. He looked much better after returning. He also brought the prescription to nurse the root cause of his illness. I took a look at it and it was pretty interesting.” The Empress let out a small chuckle but she didn’t have the intention to laugh. Her eyes were as cold as the moonlight, unattainable yet showed no signs of mixed emotions.

Kuhui did not interrupt the conversation. Instead, he silently waited for the Empress to talk about the prescription.

”Melons planted under the yellow terrace, the melons ripe and the vine looks full. Picking one melon promotes growth, picking two makes it sparse. Maybe there will still be left after picking three, but picking them all will leave you with only vines.” The Empress read it out without a hint of emotions.

The yellow terrace refers to a high tower located within the palace. That tower does not have any fruit plantation.

She added on, ”Don’t you think this poem is really interesting?”

”I dare not make any assumptions,” Kuhui said bitterly. This Empress was not an ordinary empress. One needs to be extremely careful with their actions and words said to her.

The Empress looked down and paused her glance at one of the lotus leaves as if she was observing the little water droplet on the leaf. Her facial appearance was not considered to be the best-looking one as she possesses one-third of a man’s fortitude. But she had a charm that absorbed people’s attention.

”Is it not telling me to stop killing ruthlessly? No matter how villainous a tiger is, it wouldn’t eat its own children. Do you too think I would kill my own children?”