Chapter 79

Wen Xin blushed slightly. "Thank you, Your Majesty. You are such a kind person."

Emperor Cheng Yuan, who had just been hit on the head with another "friend zone" card: "..."

So annoying!

His Majesty plans to have Sun Zhong torture Shangguan Hao several more times later.

The little dumpling annoyed him, of course it was Shangguan Hao's fault!

What could be wrong with his soft, fluffy body?

Emperor Chengyuan decided to change the subject, "What are your plans after the divorce?"

Wen Xin lowered her head, her fair fingers nervously clutching the necklace on her skirt. "This humble woman... wishes to go to Guiyun Temple to practice Buddhism while still keeping her hair."

"no!"

Emperor Chengyuan directly rejected it.

The little dumpling finally got a divorce, and instead of staying by his side legitimately, she wants to go on a cultivation journey? Dream on!

Wen Xin was stunned, seemingly not understanding why His Majesty was so vehemently opposed.

His tone and emotions were exactly like those of a powerful eunuch who kept her as a mistress.

"You divorced openly and honestly, without any wrongdoing. Why should you have to undergo ascetic practices? That doesn't make sense!"

Emperor Chengyuan frowned and analyzed the situation for Ruan Tuanzi word by word, advising her to turn back from her wrong path.

Practicing Buddhism while still keeping one's hair is a dead end.

Wen Xin hesitated and said, "But women don't have a good reputation when they get divorced?"

Emperor Chengyuan: "Though I dare to say this, you harbor evil intentions, have a dark mind, and are dissatisfied with me."

Wen Xin: "..."

Where, where can I find such a thing?

And what do people mean when they say she's dissatisfied with the emperor?

Isn't His Majesty's logic a bit too bizarre?

However, His Majesty doesn't care. His Majesty doesn't want to reason at all. His Majesty just wants a soft dumpling!

Emperor Chengyuan: "You can just stay at Peach Blossom Manor and don't need to worry about anything else."

Wen Xin was startled again, "Your Majesty, this humble woman..."

Emperor Chengyuan held her soft hand tightly in his palm, comforting her: "Don't be afraid, it's just a manor, as long as you like it."

Wen Xin was deeply moved, "Your Majesty, you..."

"I am not a good person!"

"ah?"

Emperor Chengyuan suddenly moved closer to her, his hot masculine aura enveloping her.

Wen Xin was startled and hurriedly leaned back, her hand unconsciously grabbing the armrest of the chair, only to feel its coldness and sharpness.

The handrail seemed to be carved with some majestic mythical beast in metal.

Wen Xin released her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

In the imperial palace, besides the dragon throne, who else would dare to use something of such high standard?

She...she...she was sitting on the dragon throne?

How did Qingyu and Qinghe help her onto the dragon throne?

This is absolutely outrageous!

Wen Xin was almost scared out of her wits by her own guess.

Emperor Chengyuan looked at the timid girl cowering on the dragon throne, his eyes darkening. He really wanted to tear off her beautiful brocade dress and do something extremely pleasurable to her.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was slightly hoarse. "None of the emperors were good people. Whatever they sacrificed, it was definitely for something they wanted a thousand times more."

Wen Xin's eyes were still covered with black cloth, and she looked at him blankly and uneasyly, not knowing what the emperor meant by saying these things.

Emperor Chengyuan's warm, long fingers landed on her face, gently caressing it, causing the girl's body to tremble slightly.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"I'm helping you not because I'm a good person, but simply because of you as a person, do you understand?"

Wen Xin's face was flushed, but her heart was in turmoil. She clutched her skirt tightly, not wanting to understand, nor being able to understand.

"Your Majesty, you...you must be joking."

How could they?

Emperor Chengyuan's brows furrowed. "Why not? Tell me!"

Wen Xin bit her lip. "You are the supreme ruler, incomparably noble. The women by your side should be pure and virtuous noble ladies, not someone like me who has been married before."

Emperor Chengyuan completely imprisoned her on the dragon throne, saying, "So what if you've been married? If I like you, you can only be my empress."

This is blatantly demanding people!

Wen Xin's mind was buzzing, and she looked like she was about to faint from fright.

Until a strong arm came across her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Wen Xin pushed against his chest in a panic, resisting fiercely, "No, Your Majesty, please, spare me! You can't!"

Emperor Chengyuan felt a pang in his heart as he touched the tears rolling down her cheeks. "Why not? What do I lack compared to Shangguan Hao?"

She was willing to marry Shangguan Hao, so why couldn't she be his empress?

How can that idiot Shangguan Hao compare to him?

The emperor was filled with dark and violent thoughts, and all he wanted was to dismember Shangguan Hao!

Wen Xin shook her head, "No, it has nothing to do with Shangguan Hao!"

Emperor Chengyuan's expression softened slightly. He gently patted her back and coaxed her softly, "What is it? Tell me, otherwise, I will never give up."

Even if we tell His Majesty, he won't give up!

The emperor was such a robber and rogue!

"Your Majesty..."

Wen Xin bit her lip, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Emperor Chengyuan: "Hmm?"

Wen Xin stammered, "I...I have someone I like."

After saying that, she wished she could dig a hole and bury herself.

A woman who is not yet divorced has developed feelings for another man. In the eyes of the world, she is simply shameless and morally corrupt, and should be killed by the chastity archway!

Emperor Chengyuan's gaze suddenly turned fervent, "My beloved? Who is it?"

Having said all that, Wen Xin decided to throw caution to the wind, "His name is Huaiqian, Your Majesty knows him, right?"

Emperor Cheng Yuan tightened his arms around her, his eyes gentle, his smile warm, suppressing his elation, and asked in a feigned tone, "You really like him?"

Wen Xin nodded, blushing.

"Isn't he His Majesty's right-hand man? I don't want him and His Majesty to have a falling out because of me; it's not worth it."

Emperor Chengyuan: "How could it not be worth it? For you, it would be worth it to be an enemy of the world!"

Wen Xin exclaimed in surprise, "Your Majesty!"

Emperor Chengyuan stroked her face, somewhat annoyed and unwilling, "You should have become my wife much earlier."

Wen Xin was taken aback. "But... what's missed is missed."

Wasn't it him who refused?

Emperor Chengyuan narrowed his long, alluring eyes. "So what? If we miss it, I'll just take it back."

"The entire world now belongs to me, and so do you, my lady!"

But Wen Xin didn't want to!

"Your Majesty, it's not me, please don't do this!"

Emperor Chengyuan moved closer to her, their breaths mingling. "What if I insist on forcing you?"

Wen Xin was terrified. She didn't know where she got the strength, but she actually pushed away the dog emperor who was trying to take liberties with her.

Emperor Chengyuan was caught off guard by her push and took a step back, his fingers wrapped around the black cloth covering her eyes.

Wen Xin slumped back onto the dragon throne, her eyes suddenly lighting up.

She blinked uncomfortably, her eyes misty with tears, but at the same time, she vaguely saw an extremely familiar figure and was completely stunned.