Murong Xi cried like a child.
She lay on top of Jing Zhe, her body soft and supple, especially her full figure. Pressing so close to him gave him an unprecedented thrill.
But at this moment, he felt no desire whatsoever. Sensing Murong Xi's helpless murmurs, he suddenly felt sorry for her.
He reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently patting her back.
Murong Xi cried for a while, then struggled to get up from Jing Zhe's arms, looking at him with tears streaming down her face.
Jing Zhe reached out to wipe away her tears, but Murong Xi stubbornly turned her head to the side. However, how could a weak woman like her be stronger than Jing Zhe? He held her tightly and carefully wiped away the tears on her face.
However, she was, after all, an empress. After sobbing for a moment, she pushed Jing Zhe away forcefully, looked at him, and her voice became much colder.
"Since... you also have feelings for me, why did you repeatedly reject me in front of so many people?"
At this point, Murong Xi felt extremely wronged: "Do you think my heart doesn't ache?"
Jing Zhe gave a bitter smile, feeling that he had to make things clear. Otherwise, if Murong Xi found out about his feelings for her, and he still couldn't take responsibility in the end, wouldn't that be even more despairing?
So he put his hand on Murong Xi's shoulder and said seriously, "Actually, you should also know that even if we have feelings for each other, there is no way it can be between us!"
"Why is it impossible!"
If she hadn't met Su Mochen today, Murong Xi would never have asked such a childish question, but now she really wanted to ask it.
"Because...you are the Empress!"
"Then Su Mochen is a princess, why don't you mention that?"
“You…are different…”
"What's different?"
Murong Xi put her hands on her hips, looking like she was determined to argue to the end: "As far as I know, no consort in Anguo has ever been able to have multiple wives throughout history, yet you dare to be so open about it with her—not only her, but also her princess sister! You're not afraid of two consorts, so why are you afraid of me, the Empress?"
"This...is really different!"
Jing Zhe gave a wry smile: "Let me say this first, Su Xiaoxiao has nothing to do with me. Her father is the Prince of Jin, an enemy of our Jing family. And Su Xiaoxiao and I don't get along either. You've seen it yourself, she'd love to see me make a fool of myself. How could we possibly be together?"
"That's impossible now. What about Su Mochen? You can't be saying that it's impossible for you two either, can you?"
Murong Xi snorted coldly.
"..."
Jing Zhe stopped explaining about Su Xiaoxiao and instead said, "When I met Mo Chen, I didn't know she was a princess. After I found out, I also tried to avoid the topic. It was only after we had a different status that I dared to express my true feelings..."
"What is your identity?"
Murong Xi thought, if Su Mochen, a princess, could do it, then she certainly could too!
“We are from the same school; she is my senior sister.”
"..."
Murong Xi then realized that Su Mochen had been referring to Jing Zhe as his "senior sister" earlier, which had piqued her curiosity. After hearing this, she immediately asked him why. However, she was still a little puzzled after hearing his explanation: "But, what's the difference between having this senior sister/junior brother relationship?"
“In Anguo, the imperial court and the sects do not interfere with each other. If Mo Chen and I were to get along as a princess and an official, and I were to marry her, I would definitely become the prince consort. Once I become the prince consort, I would naturally be unable to marry any other woman. Even if Mo Chen herself agrees, His Majesty and the civil and military officials would not agree, as this would be an insult to the dignity of the Anguo royal family.”
"But if we marry within the sect, this problem won't exist. At that time, Mo Chen will no longer be a princess, but a disciple of the Heaven and Earth Sect, and I will also be a disciple of the Heaven and Earth Sect. This is a marriage within the sect, and no one else can find fault with it."
At this point, Jing Zhe glanced at Murong Xi, who was frowning deeply, and sighed, "Mo Chen can do this, but you can't!"
Why can't I?
Murong Xi stubbornly pouted: "Why don't you ask your master to take me as a disciple too? Or, at worst, you can take me as a disciple; isn't that just a matter within the sect?"
"..."
Jing Zhe was speechless. Good grief, was this forcing him into a master-disciple romance? He wanted to, but it was impossible!
“Mo Chen is a princess, so whether she stays in the palace or not doesn’t matter much. But you are the empress. How could you marry me and come to Anguo like Mo Chen? Would the people of Yueyao be willing? Even if they were, would you be willing?”
"..."
Are you willing?
These words lingered in Murong Xi's mind, leaving her speechless for a long time. Seeing her furrowed brows and troubled expression, Jing Zhe suddenly felt a little disappointed and shook his head with a bitter smile.
"Alright, now that we've talked it out, let's go to the newspaper office first!"
"..."
Murong Xi remained silent, still pondering Jing Zhe's words.
Are you... willing?
Thinking this, she followed behind Jing Zhe and unknowingly arrived at the newspaper office.
Meanwhile, a group of people were gathered outside the newspaper office, making a commotion.
When Jing Zhe approached, he found out what had happened. It turned out that Murong Xi was waiting for him alone in the palace and had sent Chu Xia to the newspaper office to scout things out beforehand. However, Chu Xia was stopped by someone.
"You'd better let me in!"
Chu Xia seemed genuinely angry; her voice became unusually irritable.
"Let you in? Dream on!"
"Yeah, why should we let you in?"
"Watch your words, she's a saint!"
"Heh, she's a leftover woman? Then I'm a leftover man!"
"..."
As the newspaper business flourished, the status of the newspaper's employees also rose accordingly. They not only knew all the officials in the capital, but they also knew most of the ministers who could attend court.
Suddenly, a woman claiming to be a "leftover woman" rushed out and tried to storm into the newspaper office. Naturally, they wouldn't allow it. Who knew if she was there to steal secrets?
What are you all doing gathered here?
Seeing that Chu Xia was surrounded, Murong Xi was also a little angry. She was already dissatisfied with Jing Zhe, and now she was even more dissatisfied.
His eyes seemed to want to devour Jing Zhe whole.
Jing Zhe quickly coughed twice.
"The president is back!"
Upon hearing Jing Zhe's voice, everyone immediately turned around. Xiong San pointed at Chu Xia as if to boast, "President, look! We caught this woman sneaking around outside! She even said she's a 'leftover woman,' but I think she's mocking me for being a 'leftover man'!"
As he spoke, Xiong San looked indignant.
"Shut up!"
Jing Zhe glared at him: "This is the Holy Maiden Yueyao. Are you surrounding her to welcome the Holy Maiden and the Empress?"
"..."
As Jing Zhe finished speaking, everyone noticed Murong Xi, who was frowning beside him, and suddenly realized what was going on.
"Welcome, Empress Yueyao and Holy Maiden!"
"..."
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