Chapter 453
To be honest, that's what my fragmented soul from my past life thought too.
Oh, and she even pinned the blame for the assassination attempt on the regent!
In short, it can only be said that a regent and an emperor are truly incompatible.
Then, with the same old rhetoric but in a different guise, the imperial physicians offered the same advice: Your Majesty, just hold on and you'll win!
Wen Xin's eyes twitched.
The Regent's face was even more menacing; if he weren't afraid of frightening the young Empress, he would have ordered these quack doctors to be beheaded right now.
At this moment, the palace servants brought over the prepared medicinal soup.
The imperial physicians, their heads swaying precariously on his neck, stammered, "Your Highness, let His Majesty drink his medicine and rest well so that his injuries can heal quickly."
The regent waved his hand dismissively, telling them to get out so they wouldn't be in the way.
A bunch of useless trash!
The imperial physicians scurried away as fast as they could, as if their backsides were on fire.
Wen Xin again: "..."
No wonder emperors in TV dramas often want to kill their imperial physicians.
She was also about to lose control of the primal power within her.
The Regent took the medicine, felt the temperature of the bowl, and said softly, "Your Majesty, please drink your medicine first."
Wen Xin looked at the dark medicine in his hand, and could smell its bitterness. She shook her head.
Seeing the little empress's pitiful appearance, which seemed to be afraid of bitterness, the regent's heart softened, but he still insisted: "Good medicine tastes bitter. Your Majesty will not feel pain if you drink it."
The girl pursed her lips, her voice soft and aggrieved, "Your Highness is lying."
The Regent chuckled, "How could I have lied to Your Majesty?"
The little empress scoffed, "It will hurt even if you drink it."
The regent honestly said, "If you don't drink it, the pain will last longer."
The little empress was so frightened that her eyes welled up with tears. "But...but it's so painful!"
The Regent raised an eyebrow. "Didn't Your Majesty say before that you are the ruler of the world, so how could you be afraid of hardship?"
Wen Xin: "..."
The fragments of the soul seem to have actually said that.
She never admitted defeat in front of the Regent, and no matter how hard or tiring it was, she was unwilling to expose any of her shortcomings to him.
Because she thought he would definitely laugh at her.
He's a bad guy, a treacherous minister!
Wen Xin felt a pang of sadness in her heart as she stared intently at the Regent before her.
He was very young, looking no more than twenty years old. His hair was tied up with a jade crown, and his face was absolutely stunning, yet he had no trace of coquetry. He exuded a heroic aura, and his phoenix eyes were deep and cold. When he swept over people, they felt a pressure as if a mountain was collapsing. The bloodthirsty and violent aura deep in his eyes was even more terrifying.
It is said that the regent went to the battlefield at the age of fourteen, and climbed up step by step over countless blood and bones.
That ferocity and brutality came from his very bones, something that the civil officials and nobles in the capital who enjoyed a peaceful and prosperous era could never match.
No wonder everyone in the capital is terrified of him.
Even the Empress, whose soul fragments were fragmented, feared him more than she was wary of him.
Today, the Regent was dressed in a black robe with soaring dragon patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs. A black jade belt was tied around his waist, and a jade pendant hung down to hold down the hem. He was noble and domineering, a born king.
Anyone who sees him would think he's a rebel!
But who says that a regent is necessarily a treacherous and wicked man who will rebel?
In the Tianhuang Continent, women are revered, and they are generally tall and heroic, dressed simply and elegantly. This is especially true for military generals. The Regent King, apart from his stunningly beautiful face, also has... well, his chest is a bit too flat, making him no different from other women of this era.
Oh, no, there are some. The biggest difference is that His Highness the Regent doesn't have any female accessories at all. He's a... man!
Don't be fooled by Wen Xin's constant coquettishness and pitiful act towards the Regent since she woke up. In reality, the moment she opened her eyes and saw him, her mind was filled with "Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!"
She could sense the masculine energy emanating from the Regent at a glance.
Even in a matriarchal world, the aura of women and men cannot be completely interchanged.
Wen Xin could confirm this from the group of imperial physicians and the palace maids who came in to serve her.
So, His Highness the Regent is also a man dressed as a woman!
Wen Xin felt a little dizzy. What was going on in this matriarchal world? Why were the male lead and the main villain both cross-dressing men?
Okay, in other worlds, cross-dressing men are the normal ones, while those who wear makeup and appear delicate and weak are the abnormal ones.
Now, the regent is a man, so what should be done?
Wen Xin rolled her eyes inwardly. What else could she do?
Even if the regent is a man, can that change the fact that he is her mentor? Can that change the fact that he fought in the north and south and protected the Fengyuan Kingdom?
The fragments of his soul wanted her to protect him, regardless of whether he was male or female.
Well... Wen Xin should just pretend she doesn't know anything.
Anyway, since she's the main villain, there's bound to be hidden plot points, so she's not in a hurry.
Oh well, there's no use in being anxious.
Not to mention that she is only fourteen years old and has not yet assumed power, what can she do in her severely injured state?
Okay, just lie there peacefully!
Wen Xin's mind raced, her pale and delicate face filled with conflict, as if she wanted to overturn her previous statements. But a ruler's word is law, and she was, after all, the Empress.
But she was really afraid of hardship.
Seeing the young emperor's face scrunched up like a bun, looking even more aggrieved, a hint of a smile flashed across the Regent's eyes. Even he didn't realize it, but his voice carried a gentle coaxing tone.
"Your Majesty, the palace servants have prepared your favorite candied fruit."
The young emperor still resisted, "Your Highness, are you slapping me and then giving me a sweet treat?"
The Regent chuckled, "Your Majesty, that's not how you say it."
The little empress, with a fierce expression, adopted her imperial demeanor and declared, "Anyway, if I say I won't drink, then I won't drink."
Seeing the kitten's fur standing on end again, the Regent looked at her with his dark phoenix eyes, "Your Majesty!"
Tears welled up in the young emperor's eyes instantly. "You're being mean to me!"
Regent: "..."
Why does he yell at her?
But at this moment, His Highness the Regent felt as if he had been pricked by a needle in the softest part of his heart. He could not muster his usual sternness and coldness, and could only sigh helplessly, "What will it take for Your Majesty to drink the medicine?"
The young emperor lowered his eyes, his curled eyelashes wet with tears, looking like a wounded kitten, extremely pitiful. "I know that you are all respectful to me only because I am the empress. In fact, you all think I am a big trouble, don't you?"
"Who said anything to His Majesty?"
The Regent's eyes turned slightly cold. He had sensed something was off about the young Empress ever since she woke up.
Of course, His Highness the Regent did not doubt the young emperor's identity.
This is the little empress he raised since childhood. Anyone else might mistake her, but he would never.
That could only mean that something happened to her before she was injured that he didn't know about, and that someone did or said something to her that led to her current change.
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