The murmurs of several maids filled the luxurious personal chamber of Emperor Anon’s favorite concubine, Xiam. He was being dressed and prepared early for the start of his day, as was customary, while he stared fixedly at his reflection in the large vanity mirror.

Well… Xiam looked at himself in the mirror, caressing his own face with delicate hands. “Your work is as charming as ever, girls.” The soft and charming words flowed from the man’s lips as a gentle smile adorned his beautiful features.

The squeal of excitement from the girls echoed in the room, and Xiam restrained the urge to click his tongue or roll his eyes in annoyance. He knew it would happen.

“Mr. Xiam is so impressive!”

“Even without our care, he would still be beautiful.”

The man simply smiled patiently, his eyes remaining cold. “Do you girls have the tea herbs I asked for?” Xiam asked, his cheeks taking on a soft pink hue.

One of the maids grabbed a wooden tray, which contained the herbs and a set of cups, and Xiam looked pleased. “I’m sure His Majesty will love it!”

Xiam’s agile hands took the tea tray. “Thank you for everything, girls.” He left, ignoring their praises.

His thoughts wandered as he focused on reaching Emperor Anon’s office. That useless Yanlin is probably still sleeping, pathetic.

“Mr. Xiam always has a kind smile on his face!”

“He must be on his way to see the emperor…”

The green eyes turned towards the maids, causing them to fall silent. Xiam snorted before arriving at Anon’s office.

He opened the door and bowed before Anon’s table, then crawling onto the tatami, and bowing again. “Good morning, Your Majesty. I brought you the tea I ordered. I learned that they are pleasant medicinal herbs that will help calm the stress of your laborious work…” The words flowed softly as he lifted his face and showed a beautiful smile. “Could you take a break and have tea with your humble concubine?”