Chapter 12
"Xiaxia doesn't want to be one?"
The moment Hughes narrowed his eyes, Xia Qian's guard was raised, and she timidly whispered, "I didn't..."
She instinctively followed Hughes's words and replied, "It's not that I don't want to be queen!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Qian suddenly realized what she had said; she had no intention of becoming empress.
But her answer made it sound like she really wanted to be an empress.
She didn't.
Xia Qian was about to deny it, but when she met Xiu Si's narrow eyes looking at her, Xia Qian, Xia Qian, chickened out.
"I am just a slave, I am not fit to be the empress..."
She spoke softly and tactfully, glancing furtively at Hughes as she spoke.
But even after she finished speaking, Hughes's indifferent expression remained unchanged, as if he was dissatisfied with her answer or distrustful of it.
The coldness in his eyes seemed to be silently asking her, "What's wrong with the Empress's position?"
In fact, being an empress is bad in every way.
Countless girls admired Hughes, and even when the heroine in the book became empress, the noble ladies of the entire galaxy were dissatisfied.
The female lead still maintains such a noble status!
Even the female lead is no good, let alone a lowly slave from a brothel.
Hughes was a man of few words, so every word he uttered was carefully considered, even his current statement about making Xia Qian empress was just a joke.
Even jokes can be remembered.
If the elders find out, they'll probably beat her to death!
Xia Qian could already picture the scene of those elders calling her a vixen!
They dared not say anything about Hughes's behavior, but they would certainly vent their anger on her.
And those noble ladies who admired Xiu Si!
Thinking about how the female protagonist in the early part of the book was bullied so badly after others found out she had a crush on Hughes, Xia Qian didn't dare to imagine herself in that situation.
She was still in Hughes's harem!
His first woman, and currently his only woman.
Xia Qian couldn't imagine how she would be targeted.
"I don't need the position of Empress..." for the sake of her life.
However, Hughes' expression remained unchanged.
He leaned against the door, his narrow eyes seeming to be watching her performance, not believing a single word.
“If you don’t become empress, then you can only be a concubine.” He spoke each word carefully, as if he were slowly analyzing the pros and cons for her.
“Those things don’t matter,” Xia Qian said, forcing herself to speak. “I’m happy just to be by your side.”
...Yeah, right.
But he didn't seem to think that way.
Xia Qian even wondered if her flattery had backfired, because Hughes' expression didn't change at all.
He is indifferent to women, aloof to everyone, and not the type to be obsessed with romance.
It seems difficult to fool Hughes.
But whenever his fingers gently caressed her skin, Xia Qian inexplicably felt that his touch was very gentle, as if he were handling a precious treasure.
He stroked her gently, as if he cherished her, as if he were captivated by her.
Before Xia Qian could shake off this terrible thought, Hughes whispered in her ear, "Following a man without a title is a very difficult thing in the Empire."
"Anyone can bully you."
Xia Qian silently agreed in her heart. She remembered how difficult the female lead's life was when she was forced to follow Brother Hughes in the early part of the book.
I can't even eat properly, people put needles in my pillow, I'm targeted everywhere, and even the bath water is ice cold in the dead of winter.
That's terrible.
"That's why I can't bear to part with it."
Hughes' deep voice suddenly sounded in her ear. She didn't know when he had embraced her; by the time Xia Qian realized it, she was already inexplicably...
Hughes was held close to her, so close that Xia Qian could clearly see the beauty mark under Hughes' eye.
But this person, at this moment, cupped her face, his cool fingertips lingering under her eyes, as if she were crying, gently cradling her.
"If someone bullies you, you don't know how much you'll cry."
"I didn't..." Xia Qian retorted.
Her voice was soft, sounding like a kitten whining.
The girl had never cried in front of him.
But Hughes just felt that she was a crybaby.
She's just never cried in front of him.
She was timid, physically weak, and her supernatural abilities were negligible; anyone could easily bully her. She was also delicate and easily offended.
Even if she gets a scrape, she'll still get hurt. If we don't take good care of her, she doesn't know how badly she'll be bullied in the Empire.
Just then, a soft knock sounded on the door. "Master, dinner is ready."
Mu Xiang's voice came from outside the door, "Would you like some food brought up?"
Shall we serve it?
Xia Qian secretly glanced at Hughes.
She has spent most of her time in this suite since she came into this world, and she still hasn't seen what the outside world is like.
What it looked like, of course! The barren desert she saw when she first arrived doesn't count.
Despite being described as an interstellar world, Xia Qian didn't feel that this world was much different from her own.
If there are differences, where exactly are they?
Many things in the book are only briefly mentioned or not mentioned at all, which is not good.
Xia Qian hesitated and asked, "Can I eat out?"
"I woke up from heatstroke and have been in the room ever since; it's a bit stuffy."
His expression was indifferent, as if he didn't have much of an opinion. "Then let's eat outside."
Mu Xiang, standing outside the door, nodded and immediately said, "Then I'll tell the hotel staff to bring the food to the private room."
No sooner had she finished speaking than a series of light footsteps came from outside the door—it was the sound of Mu Xiang leaving.
Xia Qian could see Mu Xiang's figure gradually shrinking using her divine sense. This divine sense was so troublesome; she still didn't know how this thing worked.
How should I turn it off?
Are we just going to leave it like this?
Xia Qian was pondering what to do with the divine consciousness in her mind when, just then, a faint sobbing sound suddenly came from the quiet corridor. Before Xia Qian could look in the direction of the sound, the door of the suite opposite suddenly opened.
The next second, a man was kicked out of there and fell to the ground.
What Xia Qian found strange was that the man was wearing a skirt, and a short skirt at that.
The skirt was slit all the way up to her thighs, so short that the area between her thighs was vaguely visible.
The man's body was covered in bruises, as if he had been abused.
Xia Qian was frightened by what she saw. She grabbed Hughes and suddenly stopped in her tracks. "I... I think I'd better not go out."
Slaves in this era had a hard time.
The people living across the street seem very fierce; they beat slaves so brutally.
For some reason, Xia Qian subconsciously didn't want to meet the person on the other side.
Even just a glance terrified her.
A strange, instinctive fear.
Xia Qian inexplicably recalled the original owner's fate in the book, being tortured and killed.
She didn't know what was wrong with her; she clung to Hughes' sleeve, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.
She was clutching a small piece of his sleeve, looking pitiful.
"Xiaxia".
Hearing Hughes' voice, Xia Qian finally realized that she was holding onto his black robe sleeve. She subconsciously let go.
His response was to wrap his small hands around hers.
His hands were ice cold, like large blocks of ice.
But it brought a strange sense of security.
Xia Qian hid behind him like a little animal, her two small hands tightly gripping Hughes's cold hands, "Hughes, the person over there is so fierce..."
As if hearing Xia Qian's words, a person slowly walked out from the opposite door. The person was tall and slender, and his voice rang out, "Excuse me, I just checked in today."
As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze fell on the man trembling on the ground. "I was busy tidying up my things and didn't notice him running out."
"Did I scare you?"
The man smiled, and the next second, he took a step forward, saying, "I'll teach him a lesson right now."
The man grabbed the man's hair with one hand, and was about to swing the other hand at the man's eyes when a powerful spiritual force surged towards him like a raging wave, forcing the man to retreat.
Hughes looked at him coldly, "The corridor is a public area. If you want to discipline someone, go back to your room."
Hughes was not polite at all.
The man looked at Hughes.
The two locked eyes, silent and tense, the atmosphere ready to erupt.
The next second, the man lowered his head and suddenly smiled, "Okay."
“I’ll go back and discipline him right away.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head and glared at the slave on the ground with a ferocious look in his eyes, "Get back here now."
Hughes didn't even glance at her, simply taking Xia Qian's hand and leaving. The slaves prostrate on the ground even showed some tact, making way for them.
It silently rolled back to its master's side.
A grown man dressed in women's clothes was beaten and covered in bruises, yet he didn't utter a sound.
He stood silently beside the man, but the man did not speak for a long time.
The slave looked up in confusion, only to see his master's gaze fixed on the girl whose figure was gradually disappearing into the distance.
The girl's back view was slender and delicate, and very beautiful.
Just then, a large hand suddenly came from behind and blocked Xia Qian's back.
The next second, that large hand possessively pulled Xia Qian into its arms, completely blocking her back.
Hughes suddenly turned around, his powerful mental energy suppressing the man, and his warning, delivered with spiritual power, was crystal clear: "Hans! Don't look at what you shouldn't be looking at."
As soon as Hughes finished speaking, the man felt a sharp pain on his face, and a "drip-drip" sound came out.
Before the man could react, the slave beside him cried out in terror, "Master, you're bleeding!"
Is there bleeding?
The man raised his hand, intending to wipe the blood from his face, but in that instant, he clearly saw blood dripping from both arms simultaneously.
The wounds on both arms were so deep that the bone was visible, and blood was dripping from his face as if he had been slashed with a knife.
What a cruel attack!
But the man wasn't angry. Instead, he calmly wiped the blood off his face and said, "Pretty impressive."
He looked up at the slave and said, "Our Crown Prince has become even stronger in just a few months."
It seems to be a level of strength that he can't reach...
The next second, he was like a completely different person. He suddenly kicked the slave next to him into the room, his expression sinister, "Get back inside."
Meanwhile, somewhere in the corridor, Hughes stopped, his gaze fixed on the petite figure in his arms. "Still afraid?"
I'm terrified.
Xia Qian clung to Hughes's clothes, still feeling the fear in her heart. "That person was so fierce."
His kittens are so beautiful that naturally many people would want to keep them.
Hughes lowered his eyes, his expression turning cold.
The original idea of sending shadow guards to be stationed there completely vanished after seeing the people across the street.
Regardless of why he's here, leaving Xiaxia at the hotel would be dangerous, even with shadow guards stationed there.
The Shadow Guards are no match for him; it would be even more dangerous for Xia Xia to stay here.
Hughes's expression was cold.
I really want to kill him.
Hans had probably heard the secret and came for the treasure, but after seeing his kitten, his initial intention to steal the treasure changed.
Yes, it may have changed a long time ago.
Hans preferred revenge killings to looting treasures.
"Hughes," Xia Qian glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and couldn't help but ask, "Do you know that guy across the hall?"
“Hmm,” he said, holding her small hand, his usually indifferent handsome face now slightly furrowed in brows, “but we don’t get along.”
Who is it?
Hughes frowned in disdain. "Cousin."
Xia Qian stopped abruptly, her whole body stiffening. "...Cousin?"
Hughes's cousin is...
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