“Darn it, it really was true.”
Seeing the uprooted tree, Cardin had speculated that Mikhail might possess telekinetic abilities, but he wasn’t sure until now.
His half-serious question was met with Lucius stiffening his face, prompting Cardin to click his tongue in annoyance.
It would have been better if Mikhail had control over nature for the empire’s sake.
Even from a subject’s perspective, such power wasn’t entirely welcome, let alone from a family’s standpoint.
The royal powers, after all, were based on the life force of the user, and the greater the power, the more significant the aftermath to bear.
“Yeah, it’s better to have a power that doesn’t need grand usage. Although it’s annoying that it’s the same power as the late Emperor. And Mikhail… he’s on a different level.”
Even considering his recent awakening and lack of control, bringing down a tree was extraordinary.
Cardin’s words caused Lucius to harden his expression even further.
In truth, he was relieved. The vast difference in power meant that he hadn’t frozen in fear upon seeing Mikhail use his abilities, unlike with the late Emperor.
At the same time, he hadn’t been enthusiastic about his son’s awakening, but feeling proud and gratified was inevitable when the child displayed exceptional skills.
However, Lucius’s mood quickly sobered.
“Cardin, you’re right. I was shocked it was the same power as the late Emperor. But… keeping it a secret was because of me.”
He was at a loss on how to train Mikhail, who had awakened his powers much earlier than expected.
Moreover, he didn’t want to impose the harsh and inhuman methods passed down through the royal lineage for power awakening and control, solely aimed at making one stronger.
Those methods felt too cruel to Lucius, especially considering Mikhail’s young age.
So he attempted to control Mikhail’s power through meditation methods, but they were ineffective for a child with a short attention span.
Lucius felt helpless.
Most importantly,
“I worry that, unknowingly, I might have done something wrong to Mikhail.”
Power awakening usually happens in dire, life-threatening situations. Both he and Cardin had experienced similar events, feeling their powers intensify as they were pushed to extremes.
But Lucius wanted to raise Mikhail more like a regular child than a royal. Mikhail was a sensible and mature boy, still maintaining his innocence. At least, that’s what Lucius believed.
“Maybe Mikhail’s early awakening was because…”
He feared that, unbeknownst to him, Mikhail had been under psychological pressure or faced difficult situations. Was his parenting approach flawed?
“Mother used to say it all the time. Everything else goes as planned, except for matters involving children.”
Cardin said jokingly, the instigator of this whole situation.
“Our nephew is just a genius.”
If it hadn’t been for restricting Mikhail from meeting the young countess, Lucius wouldn’t have been so anxious.
Cardin asserted as if to clear Lucius of any blame.
“But how did Mikhail awaken his power?”
Still curious, Cardin asked about the circumstances of Mikhail’s initial awakening.
Lucius, looking embarrassed, averted his eyes.
“Well… I was studying until dawn and just lay down on the bed to rest my eyes for a moment. The window was open, and I was too lazy to even lift a finger. I just wished the window would close itself, but then…”
“…?”
“The door was ripped off its hinges and blocked the window.”
“Kh, khrup.”
The image of the child pretending to be mature yet being adorably naïve brought a smile to Lucius’s face.
Whether Cardin laughed or not, Lucius recalled the incident when Mikhail’s awakening could have been exposed to the world if he hadn’t gone to check on his sleeping son after finishing his work, feeling relieved anew.
Cardin, noticing his expression, asked, “Did you use your power to fix it?”
“Yes. I was so startled that I… reversed the time in that room.”
Lucius remembered how the shattered window pieced itself back together and the door that was blocking the window returned to its original place. Mikhail, seeing his father using his power, realized that he too had awakened his own abilities.
The child, full of curiosity, couldn’t ask about it immediately as he fell asleep soon after his first use of power.
“He woke up in a few hours, and with the training he’s been doing, he should be fine by morning.”
“Weren’t you unconscious for three days when you first awakened?” Cardin prodded.
“…….”
“Keep talking.”
Lucius glanced at Cardin and continued, “When he wakes up, we’ll have to explain everything properly. After yesterday’s incident, Mikhail will understand why he shouldn’t meet the Countess.”
He was referring to the danger posed when one couldn’t control their power – to themselves and to others.
Lucius sighed, thinking back to the day’s events.
“If it weren’t for the Princess, it could have been a disaster.”
“Our Princess is indeed remarkable.”
“And that’s why I plan to explain everything to her,” Lucius stated.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
