Suddenly, the redness that had only been on Yuwen Linyuan's earlobe spread to his entire ear.

It was already hard to refuse such a request, but Si Jin added, "It's okay. Look, we're so close, even if you kiss me, no one will notice."

"Could it be..." the deity said, slowly tilting his head, his thin lips moving slowly to Yuwen Linyuan's earlobe.

He continued, "You look down on me because I'm a man?"

"But honestly, which of the beauties you've ever seen is more attractive, me or someone else?"

"You...you're beautiful..." Yuwen Linyuan had never been teased like this before. When he murmured these three words, he realized that he had already fallen into Si Jin's trap.

Her heart skipped a beat, and before she could react, Si Jin bit her ear.

A tingling sensation came from his earlobe, instantly turning the young prince's face red. He suddenly remembered the nickname of the person in front of him—the Soul Reaper.

He really has the ability to make people lose their minds. Could it be that he used to... interrogate prisoners in this way?

As he thought about it, the little wolfhound got angry again.

His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he was about to turn over and shut this person's incessant lips when he saw Si Jin stand up straight first and hold the confession in front of his eyes.

“The confession is here. Gu Yueying is my aunt. I have no parents and she raised me. Your Highness, tell me, shouldn’t I have killed Liu Huian?”

Yuwen Linyuan dejectedly accepted the confession, glanced at it briefly, and offered no rebuttal.

Liu Huian has done absolutely nothing right, so why does the Emperor still protect him? And why does he still want to make him his tutor?

"It's all right now." Yuwen Linyuan's heartbeat gradually calmed down, but he still couldn't forget that kiss. He hesitated for a long time before speaking, "Lord Eunuch... what you just said..."

"That's good. Your Highness, please present this to His Majesty. I won't bother you any longer." With that, he instructed his servants to prepare a carriage and then drove away.

Yuwen Linyuan was left alone, standing in the cold autumn wind, the red on his earlobes lingering for a long time.

"My lord," Xiao Yao sighed, propping her head up as she looked at the distraught young Heavenly Lord. "He's so pitiful. He doesn't even know his mother's clan was killed by the Emperor, and he still has the Emperor's curse in his body. He's still working for his cheap father every day."

Should we... tell him?

No need. Si Jin leaned against the carriage, his eyes gradually darkening: It would be too abrupt and cruel to say it now. Sooner or later, there will be a suitable opportunity to tell him so that he can take revenge on his enemies.

In Si Jin's mind, revenge is something that should be done personally; gloating is a sign of incompetence.

… …

Meanwhile, Yuwen Linyuan returned to the palace and presented the Emperor with the charges against Liu Huian, without mentioning Si Jin's disobedience to the imperial decree. He only said...

"Father, it was because I arrived late that I was unable to deliver the imperial edict. Eunuch Gu acted impartially, and it was all my fault. I beg you to punish me, Father."

The emperor glanced down at the charges and roughly guessed that Si Jin was planning to settle a personal score, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Since the imperial court is short of money recently, and he has already planned to confiscate Gu Sijin's property to replenish the national treasury, let's just accumulate some more crimes for Gu Sijin.

When the time comes, raiding his house will be perfectly justified.

"It's alright, I was just late in speaking." The old emperor tried his best to play the role of a kind father in front of Yuwen Linyuan: "Then punish him with a month's salary."

"Yes." After bidding farewell to the old emperor, Yuwen Linyuan returned to the Eastern Palace.

I finally managed to fall asleep at night, but in my dream, I saw Si Jin dressed in red.

This time, however, the Soul Reaper's clothes were spread open, revealing most of his back, and a fiery red fox tail was beckoning to him from a distance.

Yuwen Linyuan wanted to stroke Si Jin's fox ears, but unexpectedly felt that his palms were a little cold.

Wait, it's cold?

Yuwen Linyuan opened his eyes and stared at the small stain on the bedding, his eyes filled with disbelief.

They've only met once, so why is he still bothered by Gu Sijin...?