After Ayen left, the Empress came to my palace.
When the palace maid came to report, I was admiring myself in the bronze mirror.
The person in the bronze mirror had smiling, charming, and enchanting eyes, with a misty and alluring gaze.
If Wei Beichen's white moonlight is divine, then I am the enchantress.
I raised my eyebrows, and with a hand, I loosened my collar slightly, just enough to see the traces left by Wei Beichen from last night.
"Greetings, Empress." I slightly bowed.
She waved her hand for everyone to leave, her eyes clenched into fists as she looked at my neck.
"Have you no shame?" she gritted her teeth.
I straightened up, my fingers playing with my hair as I sat on the chair. "Empress, is that statement of yours out of anger or jealousy?"
"You... you are audacious," she stared at me fiercely, "Do not think that just because the Emperor favors you, you can do as you please. You are nothing but a plaything to the Emperor. If the Emperor truly loved you, why hasn't he even given you a title? You are nameless and insignificant in this harem, do you truly think you are so precious?"
I brushed past the teacup, the tea was hot.
As the words fell, she walked towards me, raising her hand to strike me.
I picked up the teacup and splashed it on her, she screamed and took a step back.
Upon hearing the commotion at the door, people rushed in.
I was pulled down to my knees, but my head remained held high.
The Empress, now completely enraged, grabbed my chin fiercely.
A victorious smile flickered across my face.
Just as the blade was about to touch my face, I heard Wei Beichen's furious roar.
"Stop!"
He kicked away the maid holding the knife, bent down to help me up, looking at me with concern.
More precisely, he was looking at my face.
Upon seeing a scratch on my face, he turned and slapped the Empress.
The Empress fell to the ground, disbelief written all over her face.
The Empress shrank back, standing up, no longer daring to speak, but her gaze pierced me like knives.
I grabbed Wei Beichen's sleeve, hiding in his embrace. "Emperor, I am afraid."
He held my hand, looking at the Empress. "Both of you, get out."
A faint smile played on my lips.
The Empress would never know that Wei Beichen liked my face not because it was beautiful, but because it was the face of the person he loved, a face he had carved with his own hands.
He would not allow anyone to harm or deface it.
If it weren't for the Empress deliberately letting her cat scratch Ayen a few days ago, I wouldn't have schemed against her today.
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