Chapter 2037 Imperial Uncle, the World is Now in My Hands (26)

The Imperial Study.

Si Jin leaned back leisurely on the dragon throne, glancing at Xiao Yao's system screen while casually adjusting his wide-sleeved dragon robe.

The young man, having grown up for several years, had more sharp and handsome eyebrows. His captivating peach blossom eyes added a touch of domineering arrogance to his appearance. He was beautiful but not seductive, making people dare not touch him.

Having just finished reading Anguo Gong's plan in Xiaoyao's system, he looked away and continued to express his disdain.

"The bright yellow dragon robe isn't as nice as the black one with gold patterns; it just feels... lacking."

Xiao Yao scratched his head, unsure how to answer.

After a three-year break, he should logically be able to resume the storyline.

But... this reaction from the adults doesn't seem like they're following the script.

Completely bewildered, and not knowing how to respond, they saw a palace maid walk in from outside.

She casually approached Si Jin and offered him a cup of tea: "Your Majesty, this was sent by the Regent the other day. It hasn't been brewed yet. Please have a taste."

"Alright, you may leave."

"Yes." The young palace maid accepted the order and walked out, glancing back almost every three steps.

Once he confirmed that Si Jin had indeed drunk the tea, he excitedly ran out.

Just as she was about to go to Cao Shijun's palace to report the news, she bumped into the tall and slender Shen Linyuan.

The regent, dressed in white robes with silver patterns, stood in the hall and plunged a short knife straight into the table in front of Liu Shijun.

With a crash, the entire table shattered, and Cao Shijun, bruised and battered, collapsed to the ground, too afraid to move.

Sweating profusely, he listened to Shen Linyuan's reprimand: "Recently, you've been secretly watching His Majesty, haven't you? Why can't your eyes stay still?"

"If I see you in front of His Majesty again, this knife will pierce your eye. You'd better watch yourself."

Having said that, he strode out of the room, ignoring the person who was about to wet himself in fear.

The young palace maid was so frightened that she hid outside the door and didn't dare to utter a sound.

Is this Jade-Faced Yama determined to control His Majesty?

Why do they even manage matters of the harem in such detail?

… …

Shen Linyuan didn't notice the little palace maid who didn't dare to breathe loudly. He just walked a few steps quickly and headed straight for the imperial study.

The peach blossoms along the road were in full bloom, and knowing that Si Jin liked them, I picked a few.

But after examining them carefully several times, I still felt that none of the petals were as beautiful as Jinjin's eyes.

He admitted that he had liked him in his early years, but by the time he realized it, the young emperor had already thrown a tantrum and was going to choose a concubine.

In order to appease people, one can only keep quiet and not reveal one's true feelings, secretly comforting them behind their backs.

The affairs of the court this morning still need to be appeased, and Shen Linyuan is enjoying it immensely.

However, the moment they stepped into the hall, they realized something was wrong.

The usually diligent Si Jin did not sit at the desk in the Imperial Study.

He quickened his pace and went into the inner room, only to find that the door was also tightly closed.

Just as I was about to push it away, I heard a few ambiguous "hmm" sounds.

His raised hand suddenly stopped. After pondering for a moment, Shen Linyuan turned and walked outside.

Go around to the back of the hall and look out through the window.

He saw Si Jin with her back to him, one hand on the door frame, the other hidden in the shadows.

Clutching a section of his shirt, he struggled to lift his head.

Her lips were bright red, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

The belt was loose, and a small patch of the dragon robe's wide sleeves was stained, damp, whether from water or... was unclear.

However, the emperor was so engrossed in his thoughts that he clearly "did not notice" his arrival.

Shen Linyuan narrowed his eyes, his gaze gradually becoming cloudy—this was truly the first time he had encountered such arrogance in all these years.

The regent's Adam's apple bobbed, and completely disregarding his status, he leaned over and tumbled into the room.

Close the window, tread lightly, and approach the "simple and fragile" young king step by step.

That's right, Jinjin was raised by him, and she should belong to him inside and out, body and soul!

"Your Majesty," Shen Linyuan said, increasing his internal energy.

The sound was faint and indistinct, making it impossible for Si Jin to discern its direction.

Seeing that the person didn't seem suspicious, he continued, "Do you need any help?"

Si Jin closed her eyes and said with difficulty, "Call...call Lord Cao."

Shen Linyuan: "Lord Cao is ill, and I'm afraid he will never be able to leave the house again for the rest of his life."

"Where is Liu Shijun?"

"Liu Shijun eloped with someone a month ago."

"Consort Du..."

"It's a pity that Consort Liu eloped with Consort Du; His Majesty's harem is now empty."

Shen Linyuan slowly approached, and finally reached out and grabbed Si Jin's waist.