Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Cold Sands (Beyond the Frore Dunes) - ch28

Translator: ayszhang
Proofreaders: Gwen, krabbykabbi, Luzo, Pau & Red

Cold Sands ch 28
Emperor Xin won't just get stabbed and not do anything! O(≧口≦)O

XXVIII Heartless

Fully armed Golden Guardians burst into Yong An Palace and subdue the defenseless maids and eunuchs, kicking them out and forcing them to kneel down in submission. The blazing torches illuminate the desolate night at the palace. The Guardians declare loudly that those who get in the way will be killed before breaking into the side hall, turning over anything they can.

I’m watching all this from the courtyard with an emotionless expression.

I could have chosen not to come but I did anyway.

The racket by the doors abruptly stops. The Guardians slowly back up and a figure in white emerges, elegant and dignified. She stands there alone as the empress dowager of Great Rui.

She walks towards me with a smile, the red torchlight making her face appear eerily pale.

“Apologies for disturbing Your Graciousness’ rest.”

She keeps smiling at me. A hint of senility rests between her brows. I bow respectfully. “The winds are strong at night. It would be better for You to return indoors to avoid catching a cold.”

“Your Majesty, You just want this old bag of bones to die, don’t You?”

I dare not. I did not want to disturb Your Graciousness either but the court lady comes from Yong An Palace. I was wary of accomplices in hiding so I took the initiative to search the palace. I beg Your pardon.”

I straighten my posture and raise an arm, and the Guardians rush into the main hall, making a loud clamour.

Maid Xiu is behind the empress dowager, her lips tightly pursed and gaze restless.

“Your Majesty really has grown up.” The empress dowager flashes an eerie smile.

My arm starts aching. I do my best to hold in the overwhelming anguish. “I thank You for the praise. I was just worried for Your safety.”

She doesn’t respond but instead reaches out for my cheek. The guard beside me shoots forth and unsheathes his sword. I quickly stop him and look back at her. There is affection in her eyes all of a sudden. “If only…you haven’t…”

I saw you shortly after Jinrong gave birth to you. Just a little baby giggling, swaddled, like a cute snowball. You were just so adorable.”

I bite my lips and don’t make a sound.

I suppose it happens to everyone. You grow up and don’t behave anymore.” She laughs, “You’re the same. Who would have thought such a harmless child could become the almighty emperor.”

Her nails dig a little into my skin. It’s not too deep but it hurts a lot.

I don’t want my hands to be stained with the blood of my relatives. I just want to strip her of her power, take it back from the maternal branch.

“Say, Xin, your parents both died because of me. Did you ever hate me for it?” Sighing, she tilts her head up and her eyes fill with tears.

Shakily, I reply, “I did but everyone has their reasons. Plus, if it were not for You I would not have lived until now. I suppose we are even.”

Her face contorts and quivers. She quickly lowers her face as the tears break free. “The sons of Lin could never be puppets. ‘Tis the blood of the emperor!”

Her expression is warm like a tender mother but there is also a gloomy glint in her face.

“The ancients said, one may raise a fierce tiger and bid it to eat others but not to guard one’s own yard.” Her tone is full of despair. “I was wrong. I was wrong to raise a man-eating tiger and wrong to let it devour me.”

Every single one of her words grates my ears and stabs into my heart.

I draw away from her, keeping my eyes on her aging complexion while suppressing the anguish. Her eyes are slightly red but she has a smile on her face. “I have heard about what you have done. You are indeed Duke Zhao Rui’s son and have not put the royal blood in you to shame.”

I chuckle, my voice already having recovered. “I am the emperor. I naturally have to live up to expectations. I must take up the responsibility for everyone.

Then I stroll over to her, gazing at her. “You have lost, Empress Dowager.”

She looks at me as though I were a stranger. Her eyes dim.

“Yes,” she laughs, still elegant and graceful. “I have lost. I was destined to since the moment I let you live.”

I smile bitterly. Destiny. It’s all destiny. Everyone says so.

“The future of Great Rui lies within Your hands. Your Majesty, You must take back our national pride and clear the shame with blood!”

She drops her gaze slightly and continues in her ashen voice, “Your era has begun.”

I back away and stay there. I say in my usual voice, “I am Your grand-nephew. At least You lost to family.”

She shakes all over and her eyes lose focus. She falls limp and Maid Xiu rushes to catch her. I raise a hand and a few maids quickly walk over to help her. With the help of the maids, the empress dowager heads back into the hall while laughing, sounding empty and melancholy like a dry river.

Maid Xiu gazes at me with teary eyes and bows down. I try to bring her up but she shakes her head and kneels down.

“Maid Xiu, You watched me grow up. Although our statuses are divided, You are my elder, nonetheless. Say what it is that You have to say.”

“This old lady begs Your Majesty. The empress dowager is along in years. She cannot bear any more distress. I hope You see it in Your heart to let Her Graciousness enjoy the rest of Her life.”

I will,” I sigh. “The budget for the empress dowager’s palace will stay the same. May She rest well.”


That night, all personnel from Yong An Palace was arrested and put under investigation by the Dalisi.

The daughter of Xie had already died when I told the Dalisi what her intentions were. The dead tell no tales. Therefore, she has become a chess piece I can fully utilise. The accomplices of whom she had “accused” before dyingthe needlework department, dining department and a few high-ranking maids and eunuchsall were scared witless.

Before the Dalisi actually start interrogating, the prisoners have already gone frantic, accusing each other of crimes and causing a ruckus as if outing others would bring themselves a chance at life. More and more people are getting involved, bringing every single palace, every department into the ordeal. The number of related personnel keeps increasing as book after book of names are given to me. The whole inner palace is in pandemonium now.

Master Liao stands beside me, arms hanging casually by his side. I flip through the list filled with names of those in the higher levels, many of which have much relation with the officials and nobles.

After some deliberation, I close the book and instruct the Dalisi Minister, “Look into their family relations and report back immediately if you find any related to Assistant Administrator, Xu Zong.”

He leaves with my orders. Master Liao has a stern expression. “Is Your Majesty going to get the court involved in the assassination incident?”

I look up at him and throw these words out, “The war is imminent. I do not want any more problems but if I do not set the record straight, there will always be disobedient people. Xu Zong must die.”

A shudder runs through him and then he quickly bows. “Very wise, Your Majesty.”

Rather wrongly kill one thousand than let one get away.

The Dalisi searches through the families of those in the list and finds that the head of the dining department is a distant relative on the maternal side of Xu Zong’s. Under my instruction, the attempted assassination of a court lady becomes a conspiracy that nobles have planned against the new emperor. The disloyal heart of a subject is strictly forbidden and with hard evidence, the Ministry of Justice arrests Xu Zong’s entire family and sentences them to public execution in two days. The rest of the convicts are all people I have wanted to get rid of and are exiled or degraded, never to recover their rights. All the elite have become prisoners paraded before the curious public in chains and shackles on their way to the distant frontier.

One incident of treachery has purged the field of the empress dowager’s pieces, impeached senior officials, gotten high and low ranking servants in the inner palace involved and set the record straight once and for all. Anyone who had been against fighting back, who had spoken out against me, who had said ill of the martial class and who had encouraged the nobles to be rebellious have all been purged.

If they can talk behind my back about my low upbringing, I don’t see why I can’t use low, shameful strategies to knock some sense into these snotty elite.

In less than four days, all sentences have been carried out. It is as if a mighty storm whipped through the palace and court. No one dare question my supreme power anymore.


After lunch, I’m in the hall listening to the crisp sounds of the autumn raindrops hitting the palace steps. 

Liu An reports for the third time that Uncle is still kneeling outside the palace requesting a summon, and asks me if he should summon him. I stay quiet and turn to look out the window at the gloomy sky. In the end, I wave my hand in agreement.

After a short period of silence, Uncle kneels down before me and bows low, touching his head to the ground. I inquire casually, “How is your illness, Archduke?”

“I thank Your Majesty for the concern. I am fine now.” His court uniform is dripping wet with rain.

I don’t blink an eye. “You have been absent from court due to illness for quite some time, Minister. What brings you to the palace today?”

“I have a favour to ask, Your Majesty. I implore that You grant it.”


Uncle is still lying on the ground and his head has not been lifted once. His voice sounds slightly muffled. “I am along in years and not fit to serve the country anymore. I hope You may grant me retirement and allow me to return home.”

I stiffen but quickly regain my composure. “Are you not fit or are you not willing?” I ask with a smile.

He quivers while I continue, “You need not worry, Minister Han. I may be ruthless but I will not harm my relatives.” He lifts his head up a little. “I fully understand your request but the Han are the head of the court. What am I to do if the others make the same request after I allow you to return home?”

“Your Majesty, I do not have any other requests. I simply wish to spend the rest of my life in peace.”

I don’t want to talk in circles with Uncle. “Perhaps you are not pleased with me because of what happened to the empress dowager? Or maybe, Uncle, you are shedding crocodile tears for those convicts?”

He drops his head again, reluctant to answer.

“A word of advice, Uncle. It would be wisest to be content with the present if you still want the best for the Han clan.”

I’m being very clear with him. If he retires, it means admitting the defeat of the Han clan and shaming the family name. It doesn’t matter if he is furious or hopeless, he must remain as Archduke of Jing, keep the title of minister and endure the pity and ridicule of those around him.

This is my punishment. The kindest and cruelest punishment.

“Your Majesty, I” I spot despair on his face before he flattens down to the ground, begging.

I smirk. Hiding really is the easiest way.

I interrupt him, my smile fading away, “Another word of advice, Uncle. When the empress dowager loses her power, she will still be the empress dowager but when an official loses his power, there is no guarantee that he will still be an official.”

Hearing this, Uncle starts and freezes on the spot, staring dumbly at me. I look back at him steadily and after a while, he drops his head down to the ground once more.

“I understand.”

While dismissing him, I add, “Minister Han, ask the chief of the Wraiths to come see me tonight.”

I’m alone once more and the pain on my arm becomes evident again. A fearsome feeling of loneliness rises within, wraps itself around me along with the gloominess and creepiness of the palace and threatens to wash me away.

Emperors really are solitary people. Always plotting and calculating. No family. No friends. Only pawns and enemies.

My chest starts stinging with pain. I lower my head as the looming ceiling starts coming down on me, suffocating me.

High and mighty, isolated and lonely, companionless…

I’m afraid I am also bloodthirsty and ruthless now.

I’ve only come to understand why Emperor Wen had said: “Good…even if I…were to be a human next time…I don’t want…to be born a royalty.”

The house of the emperor, the residence of the son of heaven, is actually the most inhospitable. So much so that it can turn a healthy person to an insane maniac.

I’ve already changed and I can never go back.

After the assassination, the number of guards has increased significantly with sentries posted every few yards or so. The security is almost as heavy as the time of my ascension.

I do have to thank Heng Ziyu for that day. If he hadn’t come in time and wounded the woman, I probably won’t be here worrying about how to defend the capital.

I owe another favour. How frustrating.

Monetary debts are easy to get rid of but debts like these, not so much.

“Your Majesty?”

Just as I’m massaging my temples out of frustration, his sudden utterance startles me. I look up to clash with his inquiring gaze. At once, I realise that my mind was wandering again.

“A headache, Your Majesty?”

I nod a little as the stinging amplifies. It’s probably an after-effect of falling down the steps of Yong An Palace when I was young. My head would hurt incredibly whenever I try to concentrate on an issue.

The court doctors couldn’t come up with anything and just reiterated peaceful rest.

Peaceful rest. Sure sounds easy.

The imminent war, the evacuation of the commoners, the upheaval in the palace; I need to rack my brain for all of these.

I shake my head. “It is fine. I am listening. Continue, please, Marshal.”

Heng Ziyu lets go of the military defense map and keeps his gaze on me. “Is it because of a lack of sleep? Perhaps I should call the doctor?”

I wave my hand. “I will not be able to read a simple defense map once those doctors come. I said it is fine. Continue, please.”

Our eyes go back to the huge map. The detailed descriptions upon it illustrates the length, width, and thickness of the city walls, the number of crenels, the layout of contraptions and personnel and even the hypsographical features of the land around the capital.

“According to the scouts’ reports, the Yan vanguards have already reached here and will arrive at the city in three days.”

“It is the Lupine Blood Mounts. Yuwen Yuan must be eager to please.”

“We must hit where it hurts. If we can dampen their spirits before the main troops get here, I believe we can boost the morale of our own.”

I look up at him. It doesn’t look like he was joking.

My stomach tightens. “The Blood Mounts specialise in speed and are strong in both offense and defense. If we want to get the upper hand, I think we have to set up ambush beforehand. But will it not be impractical to do so on this vast stretch of flat plains?”

He looks determined. “We need to catch them off guard. It would only be more difficult when their main troops get here.”

“The art of war states: ‘if ten times the enemy’s strength, surround them.’ If ones’ forces number ten times the enemy’s, one may choose to fence the enemies in. Forty thousand Blood Mounts are racing towards the capital now. We have nowhere near the amount to do so.”

“As a person who does not play by the rules, Your Majesty should not bother with what the art of war says.” He smirks and slaps his hand on the map. “The Yan will think we have retreated back into the safety of the city, too afraid to fight, and would not expect us to attack instead. If I may make a suggestion, get twenty thousand men to set up ambush on the path that they are bound to take and cut them off from the rest of the forces to dampen their spirits!”

“Twenty thousand…but these twenty thousand men would be fated to die!” I say through clenched teeth.

“We give some to gain some. Your Majesty, when their entire army gets here, it would take much more than twenty thousand men!”

I turn to the map again. He doesn’t talk and keeps on watching me.

Every one of Heng Ziyu’s words is so well-reasoned that I can’t say anything.

It would be the same as me giving up Xie Yun and Xu Zong in exchange for the unification of the court.

I look back up and ask slowly, “And who would lead the twenty thousand men?”

His eyes darken. “Xu Zheng.”

I nod as he explains, “Xu Zheng is skilled in attacking cavalry and dealt a heavy blow to the Yan in the Battle of Sparrowhawk Ravine. Afterwards, he has been defending South Hill Pass. He knows the enemy well and is the best man for the job.”

“Those twenty thousand men are not coming back and that might be the same for General Xu as well. Can You really bear parting with Your beloved general?”

Heng Ziyu’s eyes burn brightly and his words allow for no compromise. “The death of some is for the peace in the future, so that more can live on.”

That’s right. Everything we’re doing is not only for ourselves but also for others, and even more so for the future, the future of the realm.


I stroll along on the walls, the limestone beneath my feet are uneven. The soldiers are fully armed and the fires burn loudly. I can hear the orderly steps and clanging of armour of the patrols below me. For a moment, I feel as if I’ve gone back to the armybase again.

I gaze to the north. The sky is a gloomy spread, the setting sun trying desperately to illuminate it with its final rays while descending slowly. The evening glow dyes the clouds with colour, adding some brilliance to the boundless plains.

“What You have done to these men is truly impressive, Marshal. Before, these soldiers were all slothful but at least now they look proper.”

“The military has its own set of rules,” he replies with a light smile.

“Would You care to whip the Golden Guardians into shape for me?”

I’m wearing black regular attire and the regular crown to allow movement. He has on a black helmet with a white feather and a sword in hand. He holds himself up high while walking shoulder to shoulder with me.

“I’m going to have to refuse. The Guardians are all sons from a high background. They might start saying that the martial people are interfering with politics again,” he chuckles casually. “The only person who can keep them in check now is You, Your Majesty.”

I glance sideways at him. “Are You saying I have shed too much blood?”

His smile fades. “You have done no wrong, Your Majesty.”

I look down as a wave of sadness wells up in my chest.

No one will say that anything I’ve done is wrong; I’m always right. No one will tell me their real thoughts and no one will care out of sincerity. Their submission to me is all because of the power I hold in my hands.

And no one will ever call my name again. Only two cold words will come out of their mouth.

Your Majesty.

A brisk wind blows past, whisking sand into the air and colouring the sky yellow. The scene before me melts into the dusky yellow evening.

“Allegedly, everywhere the Lupine Blood Mounts traverse becomes buried in several inches of sand,” he says, as though to himself.

“And their helmets are all red from the blood of their slain enemies,” I add.

“Yuwen Yuan is merciless. I think it would be best to make other preparations.”

“You mean…?”

“Fire, water source, escalade.”

I think to myself, Heng Ziyu and I are becoming more and more like-minded. He only needs to say a few words for me to understand him.

The showers have stopped and the autumn air is dry. There are many trees on the plains and they are easily flammable. It would be the best time to attack with fire.

Water source—the capital’s water comes from the mountain ranges to the northeast. If the Yan were to build canals and flood the capital with river water, the food would go bad and the soldiers would be fatigued; if they cut off the water, we would suffer from thirst. Either way, it’s going to be tough for us.

Escalade—the Yan footmen are also adept at combat. As long as they capture one of the gates and let the cavalry in, we would have to engage in urban warfare.

I feel my temples stinging with pain again. What, are we supposed to cut all the trees down and send soldiers to guard the water source and…

I shake my head. There’s enough for me to worry about in the city. Really now…

My body sways a bit and Heng Ziyu quickly grabs my arm. “Your Majesty?”

I feel a dizzy spell hit me. It’s probably because I didn’t sleep enough last night. I smile bitterly. I haven’t had a single good night’s sleep for the last two weeks.

I force my eyes to open to see Heng Ziyu’s worried eyes. I flash my usual smile.

“No need to fret, Marshal,” I say as I discreetly pull my arm back. “I still have some matters to attend to. I shall leave this place under Your care.”

I’ve only taken several steps when he speaks in that low voice of his. “Your Majesty.”

“Yes, Marshal?” I turn my head back a little.

“I beg that You take care of Yourself.” The corners of his lips curve upwards in what might be concern. “The nation depends on Your holy health.”

I chortle and leave without responding.

No one would have said that to me when I was still a punk. The nation depends on my health. All that those people care about is the country. Only the country.


The emperor always has a lot of work. The memorials on the desk have piled into a small hill.

I push the lump away and lie onto the table, the drowsiness coming to me soon after. A breeze pushes in from outside and the cold invades me, denying me sleep.

I start to reminisce about the feeling of being in Murong Yu’s arms. His embrace is soft and plushy like a pillow and it’s nice and cozy. It makes me feel like I’m being loved.

Whatever. What’s the point of reminiscing now?

Really, it’s probably better to not meet again at this point.

I repress the torment and push myself back up. After sniffing a few times, I bring the lump of memorials back and start reading them. Not only read, I still have to personally write comments for each one.

Time trickles past. I hear the soft steps of servants walking by. Aside from that and the even fainter sound of the water clock, the room is dead silent. When daylight ends, Liu An lights the lamps and the attendants serve dinner. I have no appetite so I dismiss them after picking at the food.

I have already given lots of thought about the Wraiths while reading the memorials. I must look one way and row another.

It’s already late at night when the chief Wraith gets here. Dressed in black, his kneeling figure almost blends into the background.

“Are you willing to swear loyalty to me?” I ask coolly.

I cannot see his expression because he is on the floor and his voice sounds monotonous. “As a Wraith, I have sworn to never betray my master.”

How loyal. I chuckle. “How fortunate the Hans are to have such a loyal subordinate. But first, look up.”

He lifts his head up slowly and surprise flashes in his eyes when he sees me.

“Do you recognise me?”

He lowers his head again and answers in a quiet voice. “Your Majesty used to be Minister Han’s…” His voice trails off at the end.

I smile a little. “Good,” I say as my mind clears up. “Since you know, then… You are unwilling to betray your master but obeying me would not count, would it?”

He quickly looks back up, his eyes dancing with inquiry. I stop smiling. “Within me flows the blood of Han. It will not count as betraying your master if you are loyal to me.”

“If you do not comply… The laws of Great Rui state that officials are not allowed to have forces of their own. Hmmph.” I peer at him out of the corner of my eye. I tap on the table, the clear sounds echoing through the empty building.

After a long time, he finally kowtows. “Your orders, please, Your Majesty.”

Not so stubborn after all.

Great Rui laws do not allow subjects to have secret forces. The Wraiths have only been able to exist because of the Han clan’s protection for all these years. Now that the Han clan has fallen, it would be quite silly if he still clung onto his loyalty.

I cough quietly. “Can you infiltrate the Yan capital?”

He nods. “In reply to Your Majesty, we can.”

“Excellent,” I speak after a slight moment of faltering. “The Yan emperor is said to be ill and the second and third prince are secretly plotting to usurp the throne. I want you to sneak into there and get me the most reliable news. Contact me through pigeon post as soon as you catch wind of anything.”

“And Your intentions are…?”

I snicker. “Since the Yan want to play, I thought, why not make the odds higher and get everyone involved?”

He looks shocked for a moment before lowering his head. I leave him a few more reminders and dismiss him.

With his illness, the Yan emperor would not oversee every single matter. The second and third prince have long been discontent with the amount of love he has been giving Murong Yu so it’s only expected that they would act while he is sick and Murong Yu is not in the capital. The second prince likes money and the third prince likes sex. It doesn’t matter which one I target, he will certainly take the bait as long as he has desires.

Not to mention, Murong Yu is the biggest obstruction to them getting the throne. Once he returns victorious, he is sure to be glorified and receive even more praise and love from the emperor. The throne might just become his reward. The influential left minister in the capital and the soldiers who accompanied him through bloodshed would surely become strong supports for Murong Yu’s fight for the throne.

The second and third prince would surely not want to see that happening.

My enemy’s enemy is my friend.

I let out a deep breath and start feeling disgust towards myself.

Calculating and plotting every step of the way, abandoning my true self, becoming heartless, becoming coldblooded, tirelessly disposing of anyone who gets in my way.

And that includes the love of my life.

In the dark, gloomy palace hall, I tilt my head back and feel the warm fluids drip down my face.

ayszhang says: For those who don't know, I asked for 100 comments in exchange for an extra chapter...;) and it's a special chapter ;D

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  1. First! And its a first for me! :3

  2. I can predict something really bad taking place in the next chapter!!

  3. Really! I am disappointed at Ziyu right now. I had the impression he'd show no qualms to get what he wants (or better, WHO he wants *laughs*). But now he is putting this awkward distance between Xin and him, treating Xin like royalty all the time and not speaking his mind. Boring~~~~ Ziyu, you had better make Xin a late night visit to make up for that! I hate to see Xin lonely like that.

  4. Congratz!!! \(>_<)/

  5. Hehehe. Funny, when I read this the first time I was thinking, oh good hes not botherig Han Xin XDDDD no love for third party hahaha

    But yeah, you have a point. It'll be an important one too (you'll see in the third extra)

    Thank u for reading and commenting!

  6. Like Murong Yu finding out what's really going on!Man.he'll feel so betrayed!

  7. Also, I totally want to ship Heng Ziyu and Han Xin but my loyalty to Murong Yu does not allow it. :D

  8. I totally get you XD
    I only ship Murong and Han toooo
    ;) you'll be in for a treat tomorrow

  9. *gets slightly emotional after reading this chapter* I'm totally not affected, totally not >.>
    Damn, Han Xin~
    Another awesome chapter :D
    Thanks for translating :3

  10. QAQ I was slightly emotional too after translating it...*sniffs*

    I'm not crying >_> who says im cryingg?!?!

  11. Yayayay!! Thank you and thank the commentators too! hahahaa Poor Han Xin has to grow up so fast. Murong is still being spared all these troubles

  12. Hi AZ,
    I was up really late last night to early this morning (4:00AM PST) reading all the chapters, and thought that maybe I should put in my 2-cents worth of thoughts. So here goes my thoughts 1) HX's grand-aunt and uncle and all the corrupted officials think to themselves that the DE shouldn't have put HX on the throne because now they don't have any power and constantly live in fear, and she should have kill him or let him live his life the way he wanted to and be ignorant/in the dark about his parents death and his own royal status, 2) I feels so sad that HX starts to change so much but I guess he have to be like that in order to survive in the palace (for much much longer whose know), 3) I can see HX's reason for leaving MY because eventhough MY said that he would protect HX but there is no guaranty that HX will not die or torture (maybe by the hands of YY or the emperor or MY's half-brothers, or any of the court officials) when HX is send to the Capital as a prisoner, and he himself do not have a solid control of power and no strong backing. Some feel sad for MY, and not that I don't feel bad for him but the one that I feel sad and bad about is HX because he didn't get live his life the way he wanted to after giving up/regretful of his love and to be so lonely and ruthless. Is no wonder HX can't sleep or eat because I think in his heart he is feeling really sad, bad and regretful of the things that he was pull into doing it. The one that I hate the most is his uncle because he didn't have to drag HX back to the Capital and throw HX in this situation, and I am glad that HX let him suffer and would not let him get his wish of retire.

    Sorry for being too long with my windy comments.

    Thank-you sooooooooo much for translate and upload this great BL (eventhough smexy gong on at the beginning but not so much now) story for all to enjoy.

  13. You're welcome :D
    Please check back tmr hehe ;)

  14. Omg :D thank YOU for the long comment! <3
    I'm glad you liked it :) *feels all warm inside*

    I agree with all your two-cents ;)

    The empress dowager totally regrets it as we can see in the first part of this chapter. It was kind of sad (and by this I mean i feel pity for her), especially the tiger reference.
    Yeaa, Murong couldnt guarantee much. And i dont think Han Xin would enjoy being titled as "male lover of the enemy country's prince" very much!

    :'( i know. I bet he's lost so much weight from the stress and trauma (imagine having to deal with the guilt and conscience of killing so many people!) and of course from missing Murong :(

    I hope you would give more two-cents in the future <3 much appreciated :D

  15. hanxin become even more bolder this time, he really use every opportunity he has to make move. i know it's reasonable but i never thought he'll sacrifice his feeling even more. since his moves betray his phlegmatic nature, can his sanity preserves?
    i'm really looking forward to see murong yu premonition becomes true. isn't he who suggest that 'hanxin isn't an ordinary good for nothing son of royalty' first? XD

  16. Now he finally got rid of everyone who is against him!

    Omg youre right!!! Murong WAS the first one to say that! XD oh my. How could i overlook that.

    XD be patient! It's coming tomorrow!

  17. hehehehe yessss
    actually best part of this chapter is when empress dowager admitted that she's already foresaw her defeat since she spare hanxin life due affection to him & his mother. like hanxin, she knew it's an unavoidable decision an emperor should take. ;;___;;

  18. /__; she just had to force him. Everyone forced him. sigh~

  19. I think we are somehow connected bcuz I was asleep when I saw in my sleep that my disqus had a new comment....and I woke up! :oo *starts to read comment*

  20. Heng definitely cares a lot about Han Xin <3333 >u<
    omg that's hilarious! XDD i wonder why your dog hates this dog that he's never seen before!
    See you tmr :D

  21. ohhhhh, i woke you up’ so sorry .. *sparkly eyes* i'm happy to know we are somehow connected, one of the mysterious things of the human beings *nods head*

    i forgot to say about Han Xin not sleeping well lately, he really needs to take care for his heath more..
    and when he thought of the Murong for a sec, i wish you lovey dovey times with Murong

  22. Yessssssss, something is gonna happen (hiding next to ayszhang) i can not take moree mbeating.. too much on meeeee ><
    can't wait for that to happen and Xin is gonna let him *explodes* i sooo exited to see(read) that

    i won't forget, infact tomorow classes finish an hour earlier than today soo, i'll probably be 20 to 30 minutes late cause i have to drop by someone 's house one the way (doing business) that's if i didn't forget cause i was suppost to go since sunday i think !! (forgets too much, but not the sstory, noooooo wayyyyy )

  23. Haha XD No i'm not going back to sleep. It was just an afternoon nap hehe.
    Okay~ ;) see you tmr then hehe
    Hehe...the things Heng does, Murong hasn't even done with Han Xin :OOOO *Dramatic music!!!*
    Yeah :( poor Han Xin...

  24. ;A; my heart goes out to you Han Xin!! Thank you for the lovely extra chapter. I feel quite sad right now for him, the circumstances are so unfair... by the way I feel like Han Xin is going to collapse soon from over-working himself >.<

  25. You're welcome~
    >A< I do too! I feel like he will too! :(
    *cough*ch33*cough* but Heng will be by his side like the good subject he is ;D

  26. And congrats on the 100 comments!
    Didn't see it coming! Hanxin going for the other yan royalties. They seem far too removed from the ongoing war that i sometimes forget they exist. Before I couldn't imagine Murongyu backing down. With this move I can totally see it now.
    I can see a gu fang bu xi zhang moment here... Giving up the conquest in a faraway land to go back to the capital after chaos ensued there.
    Yay! For hanxin. This is a pretty awesome move.

  27. Wow. I had to check your username again, I couldn't quite connect this sligthly subdued manner with niisan!

  28. Yay!!! A surprise chapter >.<

  29. Gotta keep you guys in check ;D and see who the real fans are~

  30. Haha Han Xin is a smarty pants ;) yeah i think thats what he wants to achieve. This way the Rui capital will be safe temporarily

  31. i wonder if this story will come up with threesome between heng, han xin n yu. cant wait for the progress. it become more complicated like feng yu jiu tian

  32. Good question~~~
    Thanks for reading and commenting ^^

  33. Hi! Im new here! And i just finished reading this story in one night! Slept at 2am. And it was worth it! :) thank you thank you for all your hard work. Cant wait for the next release! I hope days would pass much faster ;) thanks again!

  34. Bahahaha XD
    I hope u liked it tho!
    I'll be nice this time and let you off the hook

  35. :D Hiiii!
    Welcome welcome~~~
    Thanks for reading and commenting. Hope to see you in future chapters :)

  36. S***t, I won't be swayed.>_< Okay,now that I know what the ED side of the story, I'm becoming sad for her. At least that she knoes her faults. I'm forgiving her and I don't want her to die like before. *sigh.

    I was wrong about the bad. I thought the maid would talk befor she died. It seems that Xin did the talking for her in the end. :))

    Heng, your an ass and a gentleman at the same time. I'm loving you day by day and Xin is becoming vicious each passing day too. The deatiny of an emperor is bloody and much more when you are in love with the enemy. :'(

    Yep, and rhe purging of the enemies inside his own territory is doing good too. As they say establish a good foundation first before commencing an attack to the arriving enemy. lol that's just my own idea. I'm making things. XD

    thank you! I'm oto the extra now. :)

  37. >_< I felt bad for her tooo
    Hahaha, yah she already died last chapter :333 her pupils dilated
    An ass? :O how so ? XD I thought other than teasing Han Xin he's been pretty gentlemanly lol
    Yesss I'm rooting for Emperor Xin \(>_<)/
    Ok~see you there

  38. oh that's the first time i felt when he and xin had met in prev. chaps. lol but yeah my thoughts about him becoming on the positive side....

  39. I am currently torn between Heng and Murong. At first I just thought "no this can not be a thing" but now I'm rooting for him >.> I shall be looking forward to chapter 33! In the meantime I shall occupy myself with rereading the chapters. Ohh before I forget, did Murong know all along that Han Xin was probably going to become the emperor and that's why he flipped out when Xin went to visit that one guy in the dungeons?

  40. >< Aww <3 hearing that makes me wanna work faster! so you don't have to keep rereading it ; u ;
    Noo, he didn't know. I think he flipped out just because Han Xin disobeyed him ;D Murong has such a need for control hehe

  41. Nooo! Now Xin's even starting to plot against Murong?! How could you Xin?! This chapter is making me doubt that there can be a happy ending for the two. I wonder if either of them will be willing to just abandon their country/power for their love. I think out of the two, Murong would be the one to give in. He seems to be more of a hopeless romantic despite his ruthless exterior haha.

    Thanks for the release!

  42. XD I think if one of them had to do that Murong would xD He can't resist Han Xin hehehehe

  43. nnnnyyyyyyoooooohhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!! My bebeh!!!! Damn you, cold and cruel world!!! The innocent turn into the most conniving.

  44. Uggh.. i'm beginning to like heng.. when i was such a murong yu fan before! i dont think they would kill each other, murong yu and han xin.. i think they'll get married and live happily ever after!! hahaha (sounds like a disney story now)

  45. Hahaha Heng is so protective of Han Xin its kinda adorable (//o//)

  46. sorry for late comment ^^
    let's see... our poor Han Xin is changing and he himself can even feel it happening day by day... and Heng is there with all his protection (and kinda weird personality :))... it seems Yu and Xin's love is getting tougher. Well, but if their love is strong enough (i'm sure it is), those above mean nothing :) Btw, Heng seems to be a good guy (though i'm still on Yu's side).
    I wonder how Xin and Yu will eventually meet each other again (and if there'll be Yu's accusation, punishments or sympathy and forgiveness). OMG SO EXCITED !! And thanks for your amazingly hard working (I was only busy for a few days... okay, actually 2 weeks, and look how many chapters I've missed!) <3

  47. Aww~ I hope everything is going well!
    All this is so overwhelming and stressful it's no wonder Han Xin is changing! Hahaha what do u mean weird :p
    I imagine Heng absolutely adores Han >o< but Han is too dense with these matters!!! (More mushy stuff between the two [well mostly one-sided from Heng] in the next few chaps)
    Speaking of their reencounter, I'm translating it right now!! Omg T_T I cried cuz it was so emotional it was just too much seeing Murong again! Kyaaa ~)>A<(~

  48. can you please send me the link of the original site where you git it?? pretty please :)

  49. Here you go