<h4>Chapter 179: The Tear of Roses</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>As Studios <strong>Editor: </strong>As Studios


    Yun Shishi slowly opened her heavy-lidded eyes.


    The room was already in order at this point. She blinked her eyes lethargically, and her vision gradually regained its focus and rity. A morous ceiling was the first thing that entered her sight.


    She slowly shifted her eyes to her side. The bed was empty save for her in this extremely spacious presidential suite.


    Her body unbelievably ached all over, and she had a splitting headache, which felt as if her brain were going to explode the moment she opened her eyes. She sat up in bed while holding her forehead. She wearily leaned on the headboard with lifeless and vacant eyes.


    After an eerie silence, she thought of something and hastily threw back the clean covers. She nced at her body and saw that it was now covered with a fresh bathrobe. Seeing her flesh totally free of any bodily fluid, she felt refreshed.


    She was shocked to see her body entirely covered with eye-catching, purple hickeys, which inteced with one another. She recalled every scene of their earlier intimacy, and her face instantly became scalding hot.


    “Miss Yun, you’re finally awake.”


    A somewhat familiar voice sounded nearby.


    Astonished, she looked at the voice’s origin and saw a grinning n and a group of waiters lining up one side of the room.


    “You... Why are you here?”


    “Under Mr. Mu’s orders,” he replied and then asked kindly, “Miss Yun, is your body alright?”


    Hints of awkwardness could not be hidden from his words.


    It was extremely embarrassing to have other people see her in this state. She had never felt this humiliated before.


    “Mr. Mu has instructed me to send you home to rest if you are feeling tired,” he said.


    She was secretly d that the man was at least thoughtful; he had specially instructed people to prepare a set offortable clothes for her and to bring her home if she was not feeling well.


    “No need. Someone is still... waiting for me.”


    She pursed her lips when she thought of Gu Xingze and loneliness flickered in her eyes.


    n was dazed for a moment before he said with a smile, “I understand. Then, if you’ll excuse me, I’d like to request Miss Yun to step down from the bed, so that I can help you with your clothes.”


    “Thank you.”


    Yun Shishi got out of the bed and sat in front of the dressing mirror.


    Shock shed across her eyes once she caught sight of the rose-colored gown on the tray. “This gown, isn’t it that...”


    The treasure of EMPRESS.


    n exined, “Mr. Mu said that only you are fitting of this gown.”


    “Then why did he...”


    She was about to continue, but her voice hitched at her throat.


    That man was always difficult to decipher.


    He had clearly and resolutely ordered her to take off this gown earlier at EMPRESS.


    A man’s thought was impossible to grasp, just like finding a needle at the bottom of the sea.


    n was a professional stylist. Combined with Yun Shishi’s naturally beautiful face, which required little to no touch up, an exquisite appearance, like a painting, appeared in the mirror in a jiffy.


    Earrings, headwear, gown, hairdo, and high heels... Dressing up a woman was always a huge undertaking.


    Half an hourter, Yun Shishi stood in front of the French dressing mirror and looked at the beautiful woman in it. d in an elegant silky red gown with a matching shawl around her shoulders, her perfect figure was made apparent.


    She wlessly depicted what was elegant and charming.


    n walked to her and revealed an exquisite jewelry case. In it silently sat a refined ruby ne.


    In that moment, the entire room seemed to sparkle.


    The ne was iid with nothing except for a brilliant ruby. The dazzling ruby, in the color of pigeon’s blood, appeared to be an umtion of actual blood. It was sparkling and magnificent and gave off a fascinating glow.


    It looked like a me aze in the night sky, and it looked like flowing blood as well. It was strikingly vibrant.


    The moonlight reflected the beautiful hexagram on the ruby.


    She was slightly startled.


    <i>So beautiful...</i>


    Rumors had it that rubies were extremely rare; there were only few of them in this world, so they were seldom seen. Of this rarity, the pigeon’s blood ruby was the most precious.


    “This is...”


    “This ne is called ‘The Tear of Roses’, and it is the only piece in existence.” Pausing for a moment, n then slowly informed, “This is Mr. Mu’s prized possession.”