“Who!?” Wei Xuan roared with anger upon hearing the doors wrenched open, a surge of silver light speeding towards the intruder. The stream of silver possessed incomparable malice, all traces of elegance masked under the dense intention of murder. Facing the silver light blazing towards his direction at a swift speed, the intruder yelped before spreading out his arms to …

“Over here, put it down over here. Be careful now!” “Another box of brocade, this is the third already. What exactly does the Young Master do with so much brocade?” A servant complained, daring not to abruptly shift his weight as he carried a large rectangular box with another servant. The box was of acacia wood, and was two meters …

“S-S-Second Uncle!?” Startled to discover Wei Xuan’s handsome countenance just inches from her face, An Fei released a shocked cry, ignoring any notion of pretending to be a mental idiot. After she heard her own voice crying in surprise, the girl plopped her mouth shut in fear and bewilderment. Why did Second Uncle have such a menacing expression? His gaze …

When she had jumped, An Fei didn’t have much regret. Rather than a wish to cast everything away and face the end, she had leaped in order to answer a simple question that had suddenly sprouted in her heart. That simple wish had overridden every other thought in her mind, the plain desire of satisfying that urge the only impetus …

“Master!” A cry caused Wei Xuan to pause in his steps and blink. Adjusting his grip on the box containing gardening tools, the minister slowly turned around to face a maidservant running towards him. Coming to a stop, the maidservant’s countenance was red from exertion, and she rested her palms on her knees as she panted for breath, streams of …

An Fei was ruthlessly thrown to the ground, her body thudding heavily against the crystal floor. As she raised her head to glare at the aggressor, the girl could see the agitated cluster of golden light recede back into the book’s pages. Looking at her fingers that had reddened and radiated a blistering pain, the girl didn’t know whether to …

“Who?” The First Madam of Wei spoke in a surprised voice, her mature eyes blinking twice as she stared at the concealed person. Unconsciously, thin fluctuations of spiritual essence began to permeate the guest room, causing both the minister and cloaked figure to reveal hapless smiles. The mysterious person shrugged nonchalantly as she directed a glance at Wei Xuan. Upon …

“Hah…Hah…” Puff! A young girl’s thin arm trembled fiercely as it latched onto the rung directly above her head, slightly propelling her body forward. Her limbs threatening to give at any moment, the girl hoisted herself up another step further, before slinging her body around the rung itself before panting heavily for breath. Copious amounts of sweat rolled down her …

“Still the same…” An Fei murmured, standing before the first corridor to the left of the throne room. Her fingers stroking the crystalline walls, the girl focused at the indistinct symbol above the door, hoping for some change after she had read the passage from the book. However, all that responded was a still door, the symbol enclosed by a …

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 …