31 A Cunning, Idiot Young Miss 7 (1/2)

Crash!

A polished jade teacup was ruthlessly dashed towards the ground, splintering into countless fragments against the polished granite floor. The fragments of jade scattered across the floor at great velocity, some shards cutting deeply into the flesh of the unfortunate servants kneeling in their path.

”Your Imperial Majesty, please calm down!”

Not a single cry of pain nor protest echoed in the room. Rather, the group of servants, both maidservants and eunuchs, all kneeled in fear towards the person responsible for the destruction of the jade cup.

Some even touched their heads to the ground, not daring to face the master's fury.

”Intolerable! How could I…” Lu Jing Yi gnashed his teeth, his dashing eyes now bloodshot. ”Yu Xin's figure… when did it become so blurred…”

Slamming his right fist against his thigh, Lu Jing Yi could feel his fingers twitch once more, the unusual heat and bloodthirst beginning to coarse throughout his body without mercy. His eyes roaming across the room, the emperor's gaze riveted onto an ashwood tray, but more particularly, a jade teacup placed on top.

A dull green color, with inscriptions of a dancing phoenix laced with strands of silken gold. A priceless luxury in the Shattered Star Continent, an exquisite craft rumored to only have three sibling sets in the entire world.

Any ruler would easily sacrifice large coffers of treasures, even elementary cultivation resources, to obtain such an object, even if he was the emperor of Great Yong or Great Yan.

Rumored and verified by the Old Emperor of Great Yong, a single cup of tea drunk from the cup could alleviate any future chances of qi deviation, purifying the soul, meridians, and channels of spiritual qi regardless of the practitioner's realm of cultivation. A divine treasure indeed immeasurable by value.

But most importantly to the current emperor, that teacup had always been constantly graced by a woman's hand. Warmed by the touch of her skin, her soft palms, presenting a morning tea to him each break of dawn to refresh his spirit.

He had relished such a great favor, enjoying every moment of that exchange and vowing to never relinquish.

And today, the jade teacup was present, but not the woman. The first instance he had woken up, a palace servant had informed Lu Jing Yi that the empress was currently outside the Imperial Court, touring the streets of Jiang'an.

Staring at the exquisite ornament of jade and feeling a dull heartache at his core for reasons unknown, Lu Jing Yi couldn't help but think back to his dream just mere moments ago.

That soft and smooth skin without blemish, the fair texture as white as snow. Although it was a mere visual projection conjured in his dreams, Lu Jing Yi could feel the softness and warmth just by reaching out with his fingertips.

He had combed that cascade of hair, running his fingers through a sensational paradise of gossamer strands.

But most importantly, that pair of scarlet eyes. Lacking lustre just like a polished piece of tempered ruby, the pair of eyes had attracted his soul like a lover's embrace.

Needless to dispute, he had readily leaped into the paradise, all thoughts about the consequences begone.

For the duration of the night, and as the moon gave way to the sun, Lu Jing Yi had obtained the opportunity of inducting himself of the true definition of paradise.

The sensations as he ravaged the woman before him, the gentle trembling of her body as he ignored her pleas and screams for mercy, the emperor had thoroughly enjoyed them all. Witnessed, partook, and reveled; sealed and embossed by an imperial seal within the mind.

His mind completely sobering as the last vestiges of sleep faded into oblivion, Lu Jing Yi stared at his hands, his mind in turmoil. Those slender fingers that moved at his behest, the body that was completely subservient to him, and even his own soul, they all seemed familiar and yet so foreign.

Obviously, that woman he had plundered in his dreams mere breaths ago was not the empress. He had known such a fact since the beginning, and had leapt in and conducted the deed completely conscious in spirit and mind.

He had performed such an action with the subconscious thought that because it was a dream, all would disappear in the wake of dawn.