A Tale of Chase and Love s1

Imperial Palace, Luo Ye.

Han Chunhua had waited for so long tonight but there is no sign of her beloved husband.

Last night also for some reason, the emperor refused to grace her as normal. Tonight he also did not come. She found this extremely strange.

A knock on the door brought her back to reality.

“Come in,” she muttered.

The door slowly opened and a maid quickly came in dressed in black.

“Replying to Madam, the 3rd concubine, Zhang Meili, has found favor in the emperor’s eyes,” said the maid.

Han Chunhua got angry upon hearing this.

“Tell me again, what did the emperor do?” Han Chunhua asked in a loud voice, starling the maid.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“M-Madam… the 3rd concubine was graced by the emperor tonight.” the maid repeated, her legs shaking slightly.

“Useless! Why did you not prevent it?” Han Chunhua barked.

The maid remained silent. She was just a maid. How could she dare to stop the emperor? That was a clear death wish that could affect three generations of her family.

‘Zhang Meili, just you wait. You finally snatched my own man tonight. Don’t celebrate yet. I will show you that I, Han Chunhua, is not one to be played. I’m the Game master and I play games to the finish.’ Chunhua thought.

She looked at the trembling maid and smiled.

“Li’er, make sure that any chance of her getting pregnant is ruined. You know what to do,” said Han Chunhua.

“This lowly servant thanks Madam for her generosity.” the maid curtsied and left quickly, closing the door carefully behind her.

This maid is called Meng Li Fei. She is like a confidant to Han Chunhua. Just now she trembled before Han Chunhua, but in front of others, she is a peacock.

This very maid was the one who quickened Han Fei Fei’s death. She was the one who heatlessly tortured Han Fei Fei in the cold palace. Her punishment would come very soon from Theresa.

Seeing that the maid had left, Han Chunhua smiled evilly.

“Zhang Meili, just you wait!” she muttered.

It did not take long for her to hear screams of a lady. She knew it was Zhang Meili being deflowered by her man. It seems her potion has lost the effect. She will find a way to renew the potion.

A yellow bird flew in through her slightly open window carrying a sealed scroll in its beak. Han Chunhua took the scroll from the bird’s beak and opened it.

She saw that it was a letter from her mother, Jin Ehuang. She smiled thinking that she had some good words to say. But upon reading it, she frowned.

In less than a minute, she groaned.

“What wicked persons dare harm my Han Ling? Those bastards must pay” she muttered.

She then picked a piece of yellow paper and placed two of her fingers on it. Red light emanated from her fingers and stayed just an inch above the paper for 3 minutes and then she stopped.

She folded the paper and placed it in the bird’s beak. The bird immediately flew away. Han Chunhua then called for a male servant to deliver a letter to a store in an unknown alley.

That store was the base of a very powerful assassin organization. Their mission was to find the culprits and bring them to her. She was willing to pay any amount no matter how hefty.

*******

The next morning in Theresa’s home.

It’s been 5 minutes since Ye Feng entered the room and tried waking Theresa gently all to no avail.

Suddenly, an idea struck her.

“Genius! Why didn’t I think of that ?” she thought happily.

She ran out of the room and returned with a pot and spoon. She brought the two items close to Theresa’s left ear and began to hit the pot loudly with the spoon.

Immediately, Theresa rose up from the bed and got down. Afterward, she assumed a fighting stance.

“Who’s there?” she asked.

Ye Feng burst into mirth at Theresa’s silliness making Theresa rub her eyes with both hands to clear her sight. She saw that it was her foster-mum, Ye Feng.

“Mom, did you have to scare me like that?” she asked unhappily.

“Morning sunshine, how was your sleep last night?” Ye Feng asked happily.

“Forget it, mother,” Theresa said before wanting to crash back to bed.

“Dear, you forgot something,” Ye Feng reminded, hitting the pot with the spoon once.

“Alright! You win this battle,” Theresa said in defeat before leaving the bed for real and stretching her arms.

“I really feel like going for a morning jog.” she muttered to herself.

“My dear, when you’re done with yourself, come to the dining table. Mom made delicious food.” Ye Feng stated finally before leaving the room.

Theresa sighed.

“Here, there really are no toothbrushes. I have to use some silly chewing stick as an alternative. I really want to go back home.” she thought sadly.

She also recalled the dream she had last night.

There was no way she could return home. Just like other transmigrators and crossovers in the novels she read, she had no chance of returning unless she becomes an immortal.

Currently, she can’t even cultivate and from the little she knew, cultivators don’t just breakthrough every week or month. It could take a whole year for some to break through to the next level if they don’t have the necessary resources.

Theresa sighed again.

She will work hard. She has to learn how to cultivate and try by any means to communicate with her parents. Her poor mother would be dying to see her now.

Our poor Theresa does not know that her beloved Mom has gone the worms.

15 minutes later.

Theresa hurried out of her room to the dining table dressed in a black gown. She wore no jewelry except for the earring. Her boots were black and she exhibited an aura that made the others see her in a different light.

“This is a good start,” Long Ren thought.

“Morning everyone” Theresa cheerfully greeted.

She was a bit surprised to see another female sitting close to Long Ren. She recognizes her as Han Ling’s lackey.

“Mistress, this is Lu Wei.” Ren introduced.