Stop bothering me, Emperor

Chapter 1

Translator: lilina

TLC: Puissansa

Editor: Kiti

Quality Check: Noa

First Published on Ainushi.

In the winter of Jing Yuan's seventh year, on the third day of October, the snow was falling heavily.

"What are you people so frightened for? If he's not cured, each and every one of you will be buried alive with him!" The voice of a man that still sounded a little young and childish echoed within the emperor's chamber. He turned back and sobbed in grief, "Elder brother..."

A man lay on the imperial bed with both eyes closed tight. His face that was of matchless handsomeness was now shaded pale with sickness.

Even so, his whole body still emitted an unconcealable imperial dignity that demanded respect. This person was the emperor of this dynasty, His Majesty Yu Jin Tang, the emperor of the era of Jing Yuan.

The emperor of Jing Yuan ascended the throne at 25, and even though he had only been emperor for 7 years, His Majesty had done all he could to make his country prosperous.

When the Huns attacked last May, the emperor personally led the army to fight against the attackers and was able to drive them back over 300 li. The whole nation jubilantly celebrated his feat. And so, when the news of the emperor's severe injury reached them, the army couldn't help but rush back to the capital.

Within the emperor's chambers, outside the hall for state ceremonies, the long jade staircase glowed greyish white under the cloudy skies. The slowly falling snow carpeted the surface of the stairs, and yet no one took the initiative to clean it up.

Armored imperial guards stonily stood along the sides of the staircase, giving the already heavy atmosphere an even grimmer feeling.

The dynasty of Great Yu was at its prime, and for it to suffer such a sudden catastrophe... Not only was the younger brother of the emperor sobbing painfully on his knees, outside the hall, even the general that brought the emperor back couldn't stop the tears from pooling within his fierce eyes.

The emperor had no sons, but he had appointed his younger brother as his heir and successor early on. However, the emperor's younger brother was still young in age and if His Majesty were to be unable to make it through, everyone was afraid that the Great Yu dynasty could fall into a precarious state.

Because of this reason, the general couldn't refrain from spitting on the man that was tied against the dragon-wreathed column just outside the hall. Even after that, he still felt that his wrath hadn't subsided, and the general raised his fist to punch him.

"A scholar would rather die than be humiliated. I, Zhang Xiao Ren, wholeheartedly only have the best interest of our country in my mind. Despite that, why do you raise your fist against me?"

The man tied against the dragon-wreathed column wore the court dress of a civil official, and just by looking at the intricate design of the dress, one could tell that it was of high quality. He seemed to be around 40 years old, and he held his chin up, firm and unyielding.

"For the good of the country? You're the one who plotted with the Huns and tried to assassinate the emperor!" With bloodshot red eyes, the general punched Zhang Xiao Ren in his face, wiping that serious and proud expression off his face.

"Pah," Zhang Xiao Ren spat out a mouthful of blood, "The emperor was too obstinate in his own arbitrary path. He had to make some male his empress, going against the heavenly principles! I did this for our nation, our..." Before he could finish his words, the general punched him again on his solar plexus.