Tomorrow came early, too early for some people, too long for others. It is only known that Mulan, who had spent the night arguing with the dragon, at some point gave in to the fatigue that all that stressful situation caused and fell asleep, being woken up the next day by a group of curious maids.
- It's her? – She spoke a
- The girl the prime minister brought the general in the middle of the night! - Said another
- What a strange hair - A third observed.
As Mulan once again looked at the situation perplexed and not knowing what to do a loud voice was heard.
- Greet General Zhang Xian – So all the maids walked away from the place that Mulan chose to sleep and like a well-disciplined troop greeted the general.
This time when they met, Zhang Xian was dressed appropriately in armor and his serious countenance and cold eyes emanated an aura of death befitting veteran soldiers. This time Mulan took a good look at the counterpart, General Zhang was a handsome man, although his countenance made him look a few years older than his real age. He had almond brown eyes, hair as black as the veil of night, erect bearing, broad shoulders, and Mulan found himself wondering if he would look as handsome under the armor as he looked like her.
Zhang Xian didn't mind being analyzed, he was used to it. In return he was also analyzing the other party. Because Mulan was home when she was taken to another world she dressed very casually. A tight white T-shirt framed her full breasts and slim waist, over the T-shirt a pink cardigan that contrasted with the white skin of her thin arms that looked like they would break at any minute, but when the general dropped his gaze to her legs. from her, it looked like he had just eaten the fruit of sin. In addition to being milky white, Mulan's legs were perfectly proportioned, neither too thick nor too thin.
The general coughed uncomfortably. While it wasn't the first time he'd seen a woman, it was the first time he'd analyzed one so deeply. Just like it was the first time he'd met someone with reddish brown eyes so vivid.
- I want her to be prepared to enter the palace immediately! - Ordered the general in a strong voice, trying to hide his shyness - Use the best silk brocades and the best jewelry. He must be prettier than a fairy today!
Quickly the maids perked up and nodded. It had been years since the death of the general's mother that they had not had a pretty young girl to dress. Quickly the warehouse was opened, Mulan was thrown into a bath with rose milk and then guided by the maids.
Makeup, dress, shoes, jewelry.
Mulan felt like Cinderella getting ready to go to the ball, except that her fairy godmother was a brute and handsome general.
Meanwhile in the Forbidden City...
The day dawned chaotic for the emperor, in fact this man didn't know the last time in his life when the day didn't dawn chaotic
Qin Shihuang. He ascended the throne at age 16 after the death of his father Emperor Qin Kangshi. He remembers that since he was a child, his life had been chaotic. His mother was a consort abandoned and hated by the former emperor. Her maternal family is a headache to this day with her uncle and first counselor of state always trying to meddle in her business.
In short he had to struggle to survive as a child and when he managed to become emperor he had to struggle to stay in office. The only good thing about his life had been that he had made two loyal friends, among a herd of jackals wanting to eat his flesh.
Looking at the three councilors of state standing in front of him, Qin Shi felt a headache.
First Councilor of State – Hua Shen (Emperor's maternal uncle)
Nickname: Old stinky
Second Councilor of State – Xia han (father of the empress)
nickname: old fox
Third State Councilor – Ling Fu (father of concubine Ling)
nickname: dead man
These were three of the five most powerful men in the empire after the emperor, and right now they were arguing like three-year-olds. In fact, not even children would be as childish as these men.
These three together with their respective daughters were the reason most of the emperor's headache, whose desire was to throw them all into a ditch with stakes at the bottom.
- Not a bad idea - The Emperor thought. Too bad he thought aloud.
- So your majesty agrees with me? – Xia han asked.
- Are you still here? – Asked the emperor out of his morbid thoughts – Things are bad enough with the northern barbarians threatening to invade and the floods in the south killing countless people! Why are you here arguing about a child who doesn't even know if he's going to live to adulthood instead of dealing with the big problems!
- But your majesty... - Ling Fu's face was pale, he had to find a way to empower his daughter in the harem.
- counselor - The emperor spoke slowly the man's post - It's just another prince Zhen will have more and more. The things of the harem concern the empress. Let her decide.
Internally Xia han laughed madly at Ling Fu. Everyone knew that although the emperor did not love the empress, he deeply respected her and gave her all the power of the Harem.
To think that the emperor would chase the empress's power is laughable. As long as the Xia family kept quiet and the empress followed the rules, there was no reason to hunt the empress.
But in the end, that was what the court was, an endless sea of problems and ambitions.