The black dragon froze. "Ninth Emperor..."
"Get lost!"
The Ninth Emperor kicked the black dragon, sending him rolling a few meters away. His body rolled on the ground, down the hill.
She then lay on the ground again. Her red dress spread around her body; it was the most stunning scenery in this herb garden.
The small red flower with purple leaves began to grow larger under the light wind gradually and finally became a quilt-like size, gently covering her body, blocking the wind of the night for her.
The next day...
The Ninth Emperor woke up and found that the sky was already bright. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and stood up from the ground.
The first thing that caught her eyes was the shivering figure of the black dragon at her feet.
His body was curled into a ball, and his black robe was stained with dust.
He looked at the Ninth Emperor pitifully. He looked like he was about to cry.
