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The Assassin Empress; WBYP

Five years old Su Yue, watched among the crowd as her family was killed in the most gruesome way by the 'Emperor' and her jealous Third Uncle. She got mutism from the traumatic experience, but that didn't deter her from ruling over thousands of assassins whom the world feared at the mention of their names. With a dead heart and cold personality, she swept the kingdom and neighboring kingdoms like a tsunami. She is out for blood, to kill them all, but when love from kind hearted people comes, will Su Yue whose heart is long dead return the love? be distracted by it? or choose to remain cold-hearted while she collects the debt from her debtors? What will she do when her greatest nemesis, the Emperor and his nephew; the Crown Prince, falls head over heels in love with her, the woman whose face has never been seen and voice never been heard? A woman whose personality the Empress Dowager cannot compare to? Everyone wants to step on her path to revenge, but Su Yue is unstoppable, "They are cruel," a small voice sang in her mind. "I won't forgive them," it added. "I'll kill them all," she concluded. ... "If you want to kill everyone, start with me," the Emperor said. "Yue'er, why are you holding back? Don't you hate me? Kill me and satiate your anger." "Don't delude yourself," she thought and as she was about to drive the sword into his chest, the Emperor spat out blood. Her eyes widened. She didn't do it. It wasn't her poison. Who dared to poison her prey?!... her man?!

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Let the Miracle doctor play

Her hat veil prevented the Emperor from seeing her face. Her lips under the veil curled into a wicked smile. 'Enjoy your days while it lasts.'

'I finally found you, Yue,' the Emperor thought.

The Crown Prince's music ended and a round of applause rang out from the crowd.

"Your Majesty," he bowed.

"The crown Prince did well. Although we couldn't get much joy from the music, for your effort, Zhen shall grant you any weapon of your choice… but that has to wait until the end of the ceremony."

The Crown Prince sighed in resignation. Why did he even think that his uncle would appreciate what he does? He had put in so much effort to impress him, yet he's only granting him a weapon. The Crown Prince had thought he would ask him to make a wish. Anyway, he still has hope. The gift he prepared for him would surely touch his soft spot. That is if he still has any. "Thank you, your Majesty! May you live for thousands of years!"