The Tyrant, Mischievous Mrs. Lin and her Triplets.

"An Empress?" A flick of greed and desire passed through her eyes and controlled her greediness.

"No I don't want to." She shyly responded hiding her greed away.

King Jun held her chin and turned her face to look at him, "that's good then, I thought you are ambitious, I hate it when people become too greedy." He lightly remarked as he released her.

"Yes yes I understand." She meekly nodded her head as her hope was dashed off.

How could he not know and understand how women were ambitious and greedy in nature, but still his first love will remain to be an Empress even if she is dead.

"All right, you are dismissed." He placed down from his lap dismissing her emotionlessly.

He is the ruler and he understood the Empress's grievances but he had alot more to consider than just himself and the Empress.

The peace and prosperity of the Kingdom all together dependent upon him.

Concubine Shu walked away hurriedly, she didn't want to lose herself infront of him, of course she was greedy and ambitious, she wanted power and alleviate her family status.

In the Empress Manor, the palace personal maid cleaned the bloodstains before assisting her and guiding her to her bed.

"My lady, lay down here.. I will get you your medicine." The maid dashed down into the kitchen to brew the medicine.

King Jun returned back to the Mental Cultivation Hall to deal with pending matters and the looming wars that will soon strike.

Meanwhile in the training grounds, Wu Xue has been busy with training herself forbearance.

No matter how much her inner energy was in turmoil and felt disappointed in her failures, she pressed on.

"Work hard Wu Xue there are no shortcuts."

This slogan became the calming pill that made her restrain herself from giving up.

She picked up two arrows from the holder and shot at the target, peads of sweat had began forming, she could feel her hands almost breaking.

Did she have a choice? No, she had herself in this entire Realm and only the strongest and bravest people survived through the cruelty of life.

Xie began pacing back and forth anxiously as her feet formed footprints on the ground.

The ground was a bit dry from the dry season and alot of soil had accumulated covering up the dry grass.

She was a palace maid but still she liked the little mistress who was as taller as a ten year old kid, to her every kid was a kind to an innocent lamb who needed pamper and enjoy her childhood.

"Fei can you stop her." She nervously requested as she looked at Fei with anticipation, she knew he was way stronger than how he depicted himself.

"Look at her eyes, what are you seeing?" They all looked at Wu Xue who was controlling the horse tactically.

Every little details she portrayed was what Fei had taught her and everything was clearly etched in her mind.

"All I can see is determination and burning passion." She lightly murmured, she couldn't understand what had pushed her to this limit.

Her eyes stung from tears that threatened to spill down, he felt sympathetic and pity for the young girl.

"She will be fine so long as she doesn't lose herself in the process." Fei gently comforted her understanding her feelings.

"After seeing so much cruelty how can she still stay innocent and oblivious to all bloody wars that were surrounding her?" She sat down as she pitied her, she grew up being an abandoned girl, and she was casted away.

She grew up receiving disdain from everyone, she grew up without anyone protecting her and she held no importance whatsoever.

"You don't need to pity her, she doesn't need your sympathy nor pity, she only needs your unconditional support." He patted her shoulders lightly.

His little palm however had a way of soothing and calming her emotions, 'yes that's what she needs, accompaniment and support.'

Xie began to merrily cheer her up and commending her time to time, and her beautiful loud cheers echoed in Wu Xue's mind.

She turned around to look at the maid who was cheering her up and smiled back gently, a fiery passion and determination shot up as she felt invigorated, a new blood was born and a beautiful Empress began her journey.

After sleeping for a while, her muddled mind and heart were settled now.

She sat up on the bed and looked outside the warm sunshine that was spreading the warmth, feeling immersely relaxed she got up and dressed in a simple bluish cotton dress before walking outside.

"Aiguo " she called out as she walked towards the kitchen and saw he was busy while An Tang accompanied him silently.

"Aiguo.." she called again once she got nearer, Aiguo raised his head and saw the woman approaching.

She was smiling freely and the earlier somber mood had eased up feeling she could be feeling a lot better.

"Yes Miss, how are you feeling?" He stood up and as a gentleman, he guided her to have a sit.

Luo Wei sat down and looked at him curiously, "how I'm feeling? Was I sick? Did I catch some cold? My immunity is terrible and I do fall sick sometimes." She lightly smiled as her rosy face radiated, there were no frowns neither worries.

"Hehehe, seeing how energetic you are, I guess you have truly recovered." He remarked gently as he sat down and continued drying the meat.

Luo Wei who had sat down heard her tummy rumble, she held it massaging it embarrassedly.

Aiguo understood she was hungry, opposite him was a hot pot full of aromatic soup, he took a bowl and scooped some into her bowl.

He passed the bowl to her, "here, have this to warm your tummy."

"Thank you." She politely responded as she began drinking the soup.

An Tang checked her out from the sidelines, her memory was too poor compared to even a month old baby.

'Why was it that she could already forget about whatever happened last night or the earlier morning?'

'How could she live so freely without being bothered about anything, but what happened to her head.

"Miss, have you ever gotten any injuries around your head or skull?" he curiously inquired and keenly watched her sophisticated moves.

Even her eating ways always very elegant and sophisticated, it came from years of being an aristocratic young Miss or from a rich family.