MEETING QUEEN MOTHER

As we walked in to where the dowager empress always welcome her guests, the maids and servants all bowed and left.

The Queen Mother soon came and welcomed us. The emperor left us alone to answer some court matters.

"I heard you didn't carry out the ritual." the dowager empress suddenly said breaking the silence.

I was stunned as I didn't know what to say.

"Forgive me, queen mother. I have no excuse to make for my shortcomings. I apologize."

"I'm not the one to apologize to. It's the emperor. Anyways, you've cursed your marriage by not performing the ritual."

"Marrying the emperor is more than a curse, so a little ritual won't affect so much." I muttered beneath my breath.

"Did you say something?" She asked.

"No queen mother. If you do not need my presence anymore, I kindly request your permission to leave." I said as politely as I could be.

I always put in mind that the dowager empress just want me to give birth for her son and then my head is gone.

So for now, I'm still in her favours. She just nodded and retired into her chamber. I had actually thought that omitting the ritual would be a big taboo but it's just curse from the ancestors about your marital life and blah, blah, blah.

I left the dowager empress domains and left for my room. As I opened the door, a familiar scent caught my attention. Lo and behold, the emperor was lying lazily on my bed. I hadn't taken time to savour his full details of his body.

He was shirtless and his well structured abs and muscles were in full view. Tracing up, his sharp squinted eyes looked at the ceiling. His thin yet full lips stayed muted. His pointed nose inhale oxygen calmly. His sharp jawline and his elegant neck all make me want to fall for him.

But I remind myself that the man in front of me is nothing but a charming prideful demon.

As I stared, I didn't notice that hsme was looking at me till he cleared his throat.

"Are you done sizing me up?" he asked causing me to drift off my thoughts.

"Yeah, I think so." It was the crazy part of me speaking there. I've always tried to tame it but all efforts seems futile.

He just sighed. I walked to the bed and lay next to him. Still my crazy side. If not, who would in their right mind lay next to the same fucking person who almost rape you the day before?!

"What did my mom say?" he asked

"She just asked me to apologize to you."

"Hmm." As if on cue, we both said at the same time.

"About yesterday"

"You speak first." I said nervously.

"You're the one who's got something to say. Spill the tea."