Chapter 82 Do you still hate me?
Yang Manyan originally thought that the slap was just a nightmare, but just a dream was enough to leave her with lingering fears.
It wasn't until the emperor mentioned this matter himself that her heart skipped a beat.
She pretended to be ignorant and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, I don't understand what you are saying."
Her long, satin-black hair cascaded down, making her figure look even more petite, and her eyes looked timid and adorable.
The emperor lowered his eyes and stared at her. Suddenly, he raised his hand and twisted a strand of her hair around his fingers. His movements were gentle but somewhat ambiguous.
"You slept very soundly yesterday, and one slap from you made me feel hot all over..." He approached slowly, and the words uttered in his deep voice were so straightforward that they were almost explicit.
Yang Manyan's breathing stagnated, his mind went blank, and he opened his mouth, but didn't know how to respond.
She really couldn't understand what the slapping had to do with that kind of thing?
The emperor smiled and said soothingly, "Don't be afraid. I am not blaming you. I just want you to try again."
Who would have thought that this emperor, who was known for his cruelty and ruthlessness, would actually ask her to slap him? If the news got out, it would probably shock the whole court.
But no matter how the emperor tried to persuade him, Yang Manyan shook his head firmly: "This is so strange, why would he slap you for no reason..."
The emperor felt as if his heart was hooked by an invisible hook, and he felt an itch that was gnawing at his bones, but he had no way to vent it. He couldn't hold her hand and slap himself, that was not the same thing at all.
After a moment of silence, he changed the subject: "Did Zi'an tell you that I returned to the palace yesterday?"
Yang Manyan shook his head in bewilderment: "No, why did His Majesty suddenly go back?"
"You got it right about the northwest."
Yang Manyan looked up in surprise: "Did Gansu really abuse the number of students admitted to the Imperial College?"
The emperor nodded, and explained the whole story in detail, and also explained in detail the imperial envoys sent to the northwest to quell the rebellion and investigate the case. He was usually swift and decisive in the court, but at this moment he was unusually patient and explained every detail clearly.
Finally, he added: "Since you are interested in current affairs, I will talk to you more in the future, and you can read the memorials at will."
"Really?" Yang Manyan's eyes lit up instantly, "Your Majesty, are you kidding me?"
Although she was well-read, she was not able to get involved in government affairs because of her status as a girl. She could read memorials at will, which was a privilege that even the crown prince Xiao Yan had never had.
The emperor raised his eyebrows: "You are not joking."
Yang Manyan was overjoyed and took the initiative to kiss him on the cheek: "Your Majesty is so kind to me."
However, the man was not satisfied. He pressed her under him and kept demanding more, refusing to stop even though she whimpered and begged for mercy.
"Let me go, I want to find Zi'an." Yang Manyan couldn't stand being tortured by him anymore.
These words were like a sharp knife, piercing the emperor's heart. He was jealous and said, "Why are you looking for him? You can't handle me alone!"
It's hard to believe that the emperor would be jealous of a little girl.
"You!" Yang Manyan's eyes were wide open and his chest heaved violently due to his rapid breathing.
She was so angry that she didn't care about hierarchy and just raised her hand to give a loud slap in the face.
There was a sudden silence behind the bed curtains, so quiet that even the sound of a pin drop could be heard clearly. The emperor raised his hand and gently stroked his cheek, savoring the warmth of his palm.
The two looked at each other, and the emperor's eyes seemed to be burning with fire. Yang Manyan panicked and struggled desperately to escape.
The emperor pushed her down again, grabbed her ankle and pulled her hard. She twisted her body desperately to avoid it, but he held her tightly with one hand, unable to move. The curtains swayed, the bed frame creaked, and the room was filled with spring scenery.
The emperor's voice was hoarse, his eyes bloodshot: "Why, do you still hate me?"
Yang Manyan was panting and trying hard to glare at him: "Humph, I hate you..."
"Don't say that again." The emperor's eyes were stern, and his majesty was fully revealed.
Yang Manyan was immediately deflated. After all, she was indeed... enjoying it just now.
She said weakly: "Your Majesty, Zi'an's morning class is almost over, let's get up and wash and change clothes first..."
"No, you owe me two, and you still have one to pay." The emperor's eyes were deep and his tone was unquestionable. Yang Manyan wanted to cry but had no tears.
At the same time, in the study of Yanqing Palace, Xiao Yan learned from Tong Lin that his father was in the bedroom, and immediately put down the book. Tong Lin lowered his voice and reminded: "It might be better for Your Highness to go there later."
Xiao Yan heard the hidden meaning in the words, paused slightly, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he ordered: "Go to the stable and tell them to send the young horse that Yang Shangyi rode to the Xiyuan Stables when you return to the palace." Xiyuan was closer to the palace, making it convenient for Yang Manyan to practice riding.
"Yes." Tong Lin responded respectfully.
Half an hour later, Xiao Yan walked slowly out of the study and came to the bedroom along the winding path with flowers around the steps.
Outside the carved door, there was a faint sound of the bed frame creaking and shaking. The palace servants who were originally guarding the door had already retreated tactfully.
The sun shone into the courtyard, the breeze blew, the branches and leaves rustled, and the fragrance of flowers filled the air. Xiao Yan pursed his lips and pushed the door open, his expression calm, and no emotion could be seen.
Normally, he would never wait so quietly outside the bed curtains.
Thinking that he would have to return to the palace today or tomorrow, and that the journey would be long and tiring, he was so patient, which actually complied with the emperor's wishes. It was for this reason that he acquiesced to Concubine Wei Shu's plan last night, neither participating nor blocking it.
He deliberately raised his voice: "I know that Yuan'er has me in her heart. When Su Qinglan said a few words to me yesterday, weren't you jealous?"
Yang Manyan had not yet recovered from what had just happened and did not hear clearly what he said.
However, Xiao Yan, who was standing outside the bed curtain, heard every word and felt extremely sad.
"Wish you would." He called softly, raising his hand to lift the light green gauze curtain. The ambiguous atmosphere instantly spread.
Yang Manyan was so startled that he suddenly opened his eyes. After seeing who was coming, he looked flustered, like a child who had made a mistake.
The emperor's face darkened, and he pinched her cheek, saying with a bit of joking: "What are you afraid of? It's not like you've been caught cheating. I'm your man."
Yang Manyan bit his lower lip, not knowing what to do.
Xiao Yan didn't want to scare her, so he quickly comforted her gently: "Don't be afraid, Yuanyuan, I saw that it was almost lunch time when I came here. You woke up and haven't eaten yet. You must be hungry, right?"
His tone was full of concern, but Yang Manyan felt a sharp pain in her heart. She held back her tears and nodded obediently: "...Yeah, I'm a little hungry."
The dining room was already filled with sumptuous dishes. The emperor served her some food while instructing her, "Go to the enclosure later and return to the palace tomorrow."
Yang Manyan and Xiao Yan had expected this and answered in unison, "Yes."
After staying in Nanyuan for more than ten days, Yang Manyan was a little reluctant to leave, but he had played all the games he wanted to have and was not reluctant to return to the palace.
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