Emperor

The pretty maiden covered 'her' eyes with her nimble fingers.

"This might feel a bit weird." She said, standing behind Han Lu Shi. Han Lu Shi heard something break, and their bodies whizzed foward at breakneck speed.

"Alright, you can look now!!!" The pretty maiden said cheerfully, removing her beautiful hands from 'her' face.

Han Lu Shi was standing in what seemed to be a throne room, and sitting on the throne in front of him, was the Mortifier, also known as the leader of the Death Spies.

The mortifier looked at Han Lu Shi disapprovingly, then looked at the death spy.

"Tang Luo, I thought I said to bring me someone who knows the Blood Arts. The only ones who know it are me and Han Lu Shi. Why did you bring me a little girl?"

"But, Mast-"

"Xiao Tang, it looks like I really didn't teach you well enough. Bullying a little girl, is that how I taught you how to act?" Han Lu Shi interrupted.

The Mortifier looked terrified.

"H-how did you know my... Nobody knows my name."

"I'm the one who gave it to you, idiot. Of course I'd know it."

"General Han gave me my-"

"I am General Han." 'she' interrupted once more.

Xiao Zu laughed, all worry disappearing from his mind.

"Little girl, you are such a good liar. I almost fell for it."

"I really am General Han."

"Prove it."

"I know all your secrets. Like the fact you're homosexual, you're an orphan, you're still a virgin, you had peed your bed until you were twelve, you had shamelessly begged me to teach you the Blood Arts and had gone so far as trying to seduce me."

"..."

Tang Luo laughed out loud. "Peed his bed until he was twelve. HAHA!!!!"

"Believe me now?" Han Lu Shi asked, raising an eyebrow.

"..."

"Why'd you summon me?"

"I wanted to try and seduce you again...but you're a little girl now..."

"F*ck yourself." Han Lu Shi said, leaving the chamber, the still-laughing Tang Luo following him.

"Little girl, take me home."

"What little girl? I'm at least ten years older than you."

"Are you taking me home or not?"

*****

Once home, her grandfather barged into her room with 9 small jars of Chrysanthemum wine.

"Tang Ning!!! I HAVE YOUR WINE!!!"

It was morning now, and Han Lu Shi, now Tang Ning, was writing down everything she knew about this body.

Tang Ning looked at her grandfather.

"Leave the wine." she said unemotionally.

"Not even a greeting?"

"..."

"Tang Ning, I know it's been hard for you after you're parents died, but I'm here now." Her grandfather said sympathetically.

"Should I move into my maternal family's home instead?" She asked.

Her grandfather paled. "No, no. I'll leave the wine and go." He said.