Chapter 53 The Charlatan Imperial Advisor Was Captured by the Dark-Faced Tyrant (11)
When Steward An saw what was inside the carriage, he hesitated for a moment, blinked, and then stepped out of the carriage.
He suspected he had been too agitated and was seeing things, otherwise how could he have seen his emperor and the Grand Preceptor being so intimate... hugging and embracing, and even about to kiss...
Chief Steward An let out a sigh of relief, then poked his head back into the carriage.
Before he could even see what was inside, a handkerchief was smeared all over his face.
Interspersed with this was His Majesty's furious shout, "Get out of here!"
Chief Eunuch An instinctively shouted, "Your Majesty, spare me!" but what awaited him was a kick from his own emperor, who was filled with rage.
The carriage attendants, including Cimei in the carriage behind, all craned their necks to look in this direction.
Xie Hanzhou's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he stretched out his hand to Chief Eunuch An with a sour expression, "Bring me my handkerchief!"
Steward An tremblingly handed the handkerchief to Xie Hanzhou, who snorted coldly, turned around, and entered the carriage without looking back.
Manager An wiped away his sweat, looking tearful.
That was close! How did I manage to displease His Majesty?
Hiss—right, just now…
Manager An suddenly remembered the scene he had just witnessed and was horrified.
So he wasn't seeing things just now?
It was His Majesty and the Grand Preceptor...
No way! When did they even get together?!
Steward An was utterly shocked; he racked his brains but couldn't figure out what the problem was.
"Steward An, what exactly happened just now?" The one who asked the question was Uncle Chen, who had come with Yu Sheng to hitch a ride in the carriage.
Before Steward An could speak, Xie Hanzhou, who had just entered the carriage, poked his head out again, looking at Steward An with a sinister gaze. Although he didn't say anything, it was as if he had said everything.
Steward An shook his head. "No, I just accidentally bumped into His Majesty."
Uncle Chen had no doubt about what he said.
Xie Hanzhou returned to the carriage with satisfaction.
As soon as they got back into the carriage, Yu Sheng reached out and hooked her arm around Xie Hanzhou's neck. "Your Majesty, what's wrong? Am I so shameful that I can't be seen in public?"
Xie Hanzhou's temples throbbed with embarrassment; he felt that Yu Sheng at this moment resembled a wicked concubine who brought ruin to the country.
"Sheng Sheng, stop fooling around. I just don't want others to see you like this..."
Yu Sheng had no choice but to obediently sit in Xie Hanzhou's lap.
Xie Hanzhou suddenly spoke up, "I think Sheng Sheng seems more suitable to be a concubine."
"Huh? Why? Tell me, who do you want to leave the Empress's position to?" Yu Sheng glared at him fiercely.
"Of course it's... Sheng Sheng, it's you."
"You are the Imperial Concubine, and you are the Empress, but I feel that Sheng Sheng is more like that wicked concubine who brought ruin to the country."
"Tsk, if I were a seductive concubine, wouldn't you be a tyrant?"
888 nodded. Changing a tyrant into a tyrannical ruler is a pretty good idea.
It says that Yu Sheng is more like that bewitching concubine, the best at bewitching people. Look, Xie Hanzhou couldn't hold on for long.
The only thing worth praising is that someone lasted longer than Chu Yunqi from the previous world.
After all, Chu Yunxi was the one who was willing to give herself to Xie Hanzhou, while Xie Hanzhou was conflicted, saying one thing but meaning another.
“I remember that Your Majesty used this very handkerchief to wipe your hands after you came into contact with me in the Imperial Garden. I was heartbroken at the time. I never expected that Your Majesty would still have it.”
Xie Hanzhou visibly stiffened when Yu Sheng mentioned the handkerchief.
He had initially "disdainfully" thrown the used handkerchief to Steward An, who assumed Xie Hanzhou found it unlucky and was about to throw it away.
When Xie Hanzhou found out, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and ran out to pick up the handkerchief. Not only that, he treasured it and carried it with him all the time.
Of course, Steward An was unaware of these things.
888 secretly tattled to Yu Sheng, "Sheng Sheng, someone used to dislike it a lot. After Manager An threw it away, someone asked where it was thrown away, and then secretly picked it up again in the middle of the night."
"He wouldn't even wash it properly, and would take it out to look at it every now and then. I really felt like crying."
Yu Sheng: "..."
Uh... why does it seem like Xie Hanzhou is not only a hypocrite but also quite a pervert?
He could almost picture Xie Hanzhou looking at the handkerchief with a silly expression.
She cleared her throat, but couldn't hide the smile on her face.
"What are you laughing at?"
"The thought of His Majesty sneaking off to retrieve the handkerchief makes me think how adorable His Majesty is."
Xie Hanzhou felt somewhat embarrassed by what he said.
Holding the handkerchief in her hand, she didn't know whether to keep it or throw it away.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore," Yu Sheng said, pulling out a bag of snacks from somewhere and handing it to Xie Hanzhou.
"Eat up. You didn't eat lunch, you must be hungry now."
Xie Hanzhou was about to say that he wasn't hungry when a "gurgling" sound came from inside the carriage, which was unusually clear in the small space.
He silently took the snack and ate two bites.
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As dusk fell, the group arrived near Rain City. They only needed to walk for another half an hour to reach the city proper.
The group had planned to rest in Rain City, but some people just couldn't stand the thought of settling down.
A whooshing sound came from behind, and Xie Hanzhou shoved Yu Sheng aside with lightning speed.
Where the two had just stood, an arrow was now stuck straight in the ground.
"Protect His Majesty and the Grand Preceptor—" Chief Steward An and Uncle Chen shouted, and the accompanying servants and guards appeared and surrounded the carriage tightly.
Master Cimei stepped down from the carriage and plunged into the protective circle.
"Amitabha! Please don't forget this humble monk, you two benefactors!"
Upon hearing Ci Mei's voice, Steward An and Uncle Chen realized what they had just forgotten.
They've completely forgotten about Master Cimei.
Master Cimei: I really did get tied up. If I hadn't been quick-witted, I would be a corpse by now.
Xie Hanzhou and Yu Sheng exchanged a glance and got out of the carriage.
"Your Majesty, why are you and the Imperial Preceptor out here?" Chief Eunuch An asked anxiously.
Xie Hanzhou rolled his eyes at him. "Are we supposed to stay inside as sitting ducks if we don't come out? Are you a pig?"
Steward An glanced at the arrow on the carriage and dared not say anything more.
A group of men in black surrounded the group. The leader gave the others a signal, and the men in black and Xie Hanzhou's bodyguards immediately started fighting.
The leader of the group in black then took advantage of Xie Hanzhou's momentary lapse in attention and stabbed him.
Yu Sheng quickly picked up the longsword that had fallen to the ground and blocked the leader's attack.
Then, under Xie Hanzhou's gloomy expression, he brandished his longsword and charged into the men in black.
Xie Hanzhou gritted his teeth and followed suit, rushing forward, scaring Steward An and Uncle Chen half to death.
"His Majesty--"
"grown ups--"
The two ignored them, and the group of guards were rendered useless, watching helplessly as their master, and the supposedly delicate and frail Grand Preceptor, killed them all.
So... what were they just now?
A group of people can't beat two people?
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