The Emperor’s Angel of Death

She walked out of the sedan chair, but was stunned.

This is not the main hall she imagined. It stands to reason that the king of this country should wait for her in that solemn place, but in fact she was taken directly to the harem.

The palace in front of you, called the Emerald Palace, is located in the imperial palace. It is magnificent and magnificent. Although it is surrounded by large buildings, it looks like a brand new one.

Suddenly, the wind blew, bright sunlight hit the sunny surface of that magnificent building, and the other two sides were enveloped by aquamarine shadows, making its perfect geometric shape unobtrusive.

The flags hanging on both sides of the road ahead are fluttering and dancing in the wind. The patterns of the flags represent the golden pillars, the gilded poles, and the street lamps.

There are also gardens scattered around. They are all lush and green, and the irrigation system pumps water from the ground to the ground, creating an oasis.

The pond was sparkling, the sprinkler irrigation facility filled the air with mist, countless small rainbows appeared out of thin air, and palm trees swayed in the wind.

After that, she was led into the palace by an **** in red clothes and velvet shoes. The man walked quietly like a cat, saying nothing, just staring with his unpredictable eyes with heavy eyelids. Holding her.

After arriving at an open hall, he bowed slightly, leaving him here, and withdrew as smoothly as he had come.

She was a little at a loss for a while and could only stand still, but at least the environment was very comfortable.

The air here is cool and clean. She can hear the lazy gurgling sound of the fountain in the courtyard outside. The colorful carpet shows images of soldiers conquering. There are several cushions on the ground, and there is a sheet in the middle of the room. The low table, on which is placed a kettle, a towel, a copper plate full of fruits and two crystal-cut cups, gleams in the soft light.

Just when she counted silently for about thirty seconds, a thick voice suddenly sounded.

"I think, for you, the atmosphere in the main hall may be too tense. It may make you feel more relaxed here. This is my personal opinion."

Hearing this sound, her shoulders trembled slightly, then lowered her head and said softly:

"Salute to you, the great king of kings, master of the earth, sky and mountains, sons of fire and light, Your Majesty Artaxerxes, I wish you a long life and eternal power."

"Ha, how can kingship be eternal."

Suddenly, with laughter, she felt a shadow covering her whole person, so she raised her head.

For a moment, she almost screamed.

But her many years of etiquette training allowed her to suppress her emotions, but surprise and fear appeared in her eyes that could not be concealed-if she were not wearing a veil, she might not be able to conceal her expression.

Is this really human?

She finally realized that the rumors were true!

What appeared in front of her was a terrible giant, almost three or four times her size!

He has a handsome appearance that surpasses mortals, his facial features are as cold as mountains and cliffs, his eyes are like stars, his black hair is casually draped over his shoulders, and the oversized golden-red gorgeous robe is worn on his body to show the emperor's temperament and grace.

In contrast, wearing a gemstone and gold headdress, a delicate shawl, dress and loose pants, she looked like a bird in a cage in front of him.

"Scared, isn't it? Sorry, many people see me like this for the first time."

Xerxes spread out his hands helplessly, then went to sit behind the table.

"Sit down too, Princess Elena."

Elena hesitated for a few seconds. She was accustomed to the cumbersome court ceremony, and she was a little uncomfortable with this casual attitude.

But she didn't hate it.

Then she sat sideways on a soft cushion, about three meters away from the opponent.

"Thanks all the way."

"It's not hard."

After speaking, she added one more sentence.

"I have always wanted to come out and walk."

Even if Xerxes sat cross-legged, it was like a hill. He looked at the a little worried little princess and suddenly smiled.

"Princess Elena, I heard that you like horseback riding and hunting? Do you still practice swordsmanship?"

Elena nodded with a blush.

"It's just to pass the time..."

"This is very good. There is no distinction between men and women in skills. No one has ever stipulated that great fighters must be men."

With that, Xerxes picked up the kettle and poured some clean water into the cup.

Although those things in his hands are as exquisite as children's play toys, he can still manipulate them with ease.

After that, he handed the cup to Elena.

"The wedding will be held in three days. The kingdoms will send envoys to observe the ceremony, and so will my people. We will walk through the temple, the palace and the square. The wedding time may be long and tiring. Need a good rest and accumulate energy."

Suddenly speaking about the wedding, Elena was taken aback for a moment, and then nodded slightly.

"Everything... Follow His Majesty's arrangements."

Xerxes tilted my head, looked at the princess with a smile, and said:

"Princess Elena, are you not curious about me? There should be many rumors about me?"

Elena put down the water glass, turned around, and gently bent down.

"Ahura Mazda created men and women, just like clouds and rain, each has its own responsibilities. The husband must protect his wife, and the wife must obey her husband. This is the rule of heaven and earth. You will become my husband. Everything you have is everything to me, no matter what you are, I will accept it, so I don’t have to question."

Xerxes sighed softly when he heard the words.

"Really...it's a pity, originally I wanted to answer all your questions."

Hearing these words, Elena, who straightened up, opened her mouth.

Have you and your wife rounded up?

She was just about to ask, she closed her mouth immediately, and realized that she had almost said something unmodest, and her face flushed immediately.

"What's wrong?"

"Ah, no... nothing, then... Your Majesty, can I ask you a question?"

"Can."

"You...really come from the sky?"

Xerxes thought for a moment, then whispered:

"You can say that."

"Heaven, are there really... gods?"

Xerxes suddenly smiled~www.wuxiaspot.com~ said with a swaying tone:

"It would be terrible if you let the high priest hear this."

Elena shrank her neck immediately, realizing that what she had just said was indeed very serious-in this land where theocratic power is strong, speaking disrespectful to God is a felony, and it is a death sentence in many kingdoms.

"The concubine is convicted."

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I'm just kidding."

Seeing tears in the little princess' eyes, Xerxes waved his hand quickly.

"Ah, back to the question just now, heaven, how should I put it...God, if you look at it from your perspective, maybe there is."

"Then you are really a child of God?"

Speaking of this question, the smile on Xerxes's face gradually faded, turning into an indescribable heaviness.

"Being a child of'God' is not easy."