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She watched among the crowd as her loving family were killed in the most gruesome way by the insecure cruel emperor and her jealous third uncle. 

The five years old Su Yue got mutism from the traumatic experience, but that didn't deter her from ruling over thousands of assassins whom the world feared at the mention of their names. With a dead heart and cold personality, she ruled the assassin world.

Her lonely and cold life was brightened a little by her fifteen years old impudent subordinate– Ah Yue Fan who could make her smile faintly.
She saw him as a little brother, but does he see her as an older sister? 

What will she do when her greatest enemy and his nephew; the crown prince, falls head over heels in love with the same woman whose face has never been seen and voice never been heard?

Whose personality the empress of the mightiest kingdom cannot compare to? 


She is out for blood, to kill them all, but when love from kind hearted people comes, will Su Yue whose heart is long dead return the love? be distracted by it? or choose to remain cold-hearted while she collects the debt from her debtors? 

Find out in THE ASSASSIN EMPRESS (We bring you peace).


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The Assassin Empress; WBYP

The Emperor also wanted to watch how Yunxi would battle her way out of the mess he threw her in. If she is able to use her power and authority well, who knows, he might grant her more power in the future. After all, he is grooming potential leaders. He doesn't care about gender, but no one knows that. 


Some people gasped in astonishment, including Su Yunxi. She abruptly raised her head and looked speechlessly and mesmerizingly at the Emperor. 


'Why is he suddenly so dazzling as the sun? He smells like petals soaked in fragrance. He tastes like fine wine preserved under the earth for millions of years. I can see his heart, a heart more than gold. Oh, the Emperor is like a soft silk– gentle and noble. Who dares to hate this man? They must have been kicked in the brain by a drunk donkey. I wish I was his nose, to sit comfortably on his godly face. Oh, my Emperor is the Emperors and the ruler of Kingdoms and everyone must like him.' 


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