Chapter 69
Xiao Lian gritted her teeth, thinking that nothing could be worse than what her mistress was going through at the Xuanwu Marquis's residence.
Moreover, considering that the official was willing to give the young lady the Emperor's Peach Blossom Manor to live in, such thoughtfulness doesn't seem like he only treats the young lady as a temporary plaything.
However, we can talk about that later. Let's first advise Miss to get a divorce and get rid of those bastards from the Xuanwu Marquis's mansion.
Just as Wen Xin was about to say something, a deep, clear male voice came from outside, "You don't see things as clearly as this girl."
"Greetings, Your Excellency."
Qingyu, Qinghe, and Xiaolian quickly bowed in greeting.
Wen Xin turned her head to look over.
The man, dressed in a scarlet flying fish robe, walked against the light. The gorgeous silk threads were embroidered with flying fish and landscapes, shimmering and extremely flamboyant, making him look as handsome as a god.
Wen Xin subconsciously stood up. Emperor Cheng Yuan passed by three maids, walked up to her, took her soft hand, and led her to sit down on the kang (a heated brick bed).
Qingyu and Qinghe were very perceptive. After serving tea to His Majesty, they quietly left with Xiaolian, giving their two masters some alone time.
Xiao Lian paused for a moment, then did not refuse.
Well, maybe it wouldn't matter if she refused!
Wen Xin felt the dry, warm hand enveloping her, and her pretty face flushed slightly.
She struggled, but couldn't open her eyes.
The girl's eyes sparkled, and her soft voice was as sweet as honey, "My lord, please don't do this."
The cunning emperor calmly asked, "What kind?"
He won't even let his little dumpling hold his hand? That's ridiculous!
Your Majesty is a thuggish rogue who acts with complete self-righteousness.
Wen Xin looked at him helplessly.
“We’ve already hugged, what’s wrong with holding hands? Besides,” the emperor said with a straight face, “I’m a eunuch.”
Thump thump!
The guards outside fell to the ground one after another, like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
Why is Your Majesty acting like this... without any restraint?
In order to take advantage of the soft dumpling, His Majesty dared to say anything, not only "eunuch," but also "impotent."
Hearing the noise outside, Wen Xin was startled again.
Emperor Chengyuan calmly reassured the little dumpling, "A bunch of fussy fools."
Wen Xin: "..."
In his eyes, who isn't a fool?
And just because you're a eunuch, does that mean you can take advantage of me without restraint?
Emperor Chengyuan looked at her with a half-smile, "Aren't you satisfied with how I've served you?"
Wen Xin's cheeks flushed red like the evening glow. "My lord!"
Emperor Chengyuan chuckled softly, no longer teasing your thin-skinned little dumpling.
He asked, "Are you settling in well here?"
Wen Xin nodded gently. "Qingyu and Qinghe are both doing well."
Thinking back to the first time she was praised like this, her eyes were as clear as water, like the bright moonlight, and anyone could feel her pure joy.
Emperor Chengyuan couldn't help but raise his hand and gently stroke her delicate face, sighing inwardly, "What an easily satisfied silly girl."
"I'm glad you're happy. Stay here and relax. I'll take care of everything outside."
Wen Xin said hesitantly, "But I can't stay here forever, can I?"
Emperor Chengyuan: "That won't work."
Wen Xin rationally felt that what he said was right, but she still couldn't help feeling disappointed and bitter.
Her emotions were easy to understand. Emperor Chengyuan was somewhat pleased that she wasn't completely indifferent to him, but he couldn't help feeling sorry for her.
He put his arm around her slender waist and pulled her into his embrace.
Wen Xin was startled and was about to struggle when she heard him say, "This is just a small manor. It's fine for temporary stays, but if you stay here long-term, I'll lose all face."
Wen Xin: "..."
She's always lived here, what does that have to do with his reputation?
Could it be that he feels it's his responsibility because she's been wronged by living here long-term?
Wen Xin's eyes sparkled, and she said softly, "Don't talk nonsense."
"Besides, this is hardly a small manor."
Regardless of the emperor's thoughts, this is his territory. Who would dare to complain that the emperor's estate is too small? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?
"Stop saying that. If word gets out, His Majesty will punish you."
Emperor Chengyuan was speechless. He didn't know whether to be happy that the girl cared about him or to feel sad that he didn't seem to have a good impression on her.
Thinking of the widespread rumors about his reputation as a tyrant, Emperor Chengyuan fell silent.
He asked her, "Are you afraid of the emperor?"
Wen Xin nodded honestly, "Yes, I am afraid."
Emperor Chengyuan was stabbed directly in the heart.
His expression was somber. "Why?"
Noticing that he seemed to be in a bad mood, Wen Xin was a little confused, her pretty face full of innocence.
But she was an honest girl, and she answered his questions obediently.
“Your Majesty commands respect throughout the world, surely no one doesn’t revere you? Besides,” the girl sighed, seemingly helpless, “Your Majesty dislikes me.”
Emperor Chengyuan: "???"
I didn't, I'm not! Whoever is spouting nonsense in front of this soft dumpling, I'll chop them down!
His Majesty's expression was extremely subtle, his gaze deep as he looked at her. "Why do you think the Emperor would dislike you?"
It's absurd; he desperately wants to keep her by his side and completely possess her body and soul.
Wen Xin seemed surprised that he didn't know.
Emperor Chengyuan: "..."
His Majesty tried hard to recall, but still couldn't figure out what he had done that had caused this little dumpling to misunderstand.
Wen Xin said slowly, "Didn't you know that His Majesty refused the late Emperor's bestowed marriage a few years ago?"
Emperor Chengyuan was even more shocked than she was, "...The Emperor and you?"
Wen Xin nodded silently.
His Majesty the Emperor nearly exploded. Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
But then His Majesty suddenly remembered something, and it felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head.
He remembered that five years ago, before he was exiled to the border, the late emperor did indeed say that he would arrange a marriage for him with a woman from the Wen family.
He knew that the deposed crown prince and Prince Li were deliberately trying to humiliate him, and that the late emperor also wanted to place a spy by his side.
The Wen family is loyal to the deposed crown prince, and it is impossible for the women of the Wen family to be of one mind with him.
Emperor Chengyuan ignored their low-level schemes and simply refused.
Since the late emperor was already wary of him and wanted to exile him, he was too lazy to put on an act with them.
However, Emperor Chengyuan never expected that the person he had rejected for marriage back then was actually Wen Xin!
Emperor Chengyuan suddenly wanted to dig up the corpses of the late emperor and the deposed crown prince and whip them, and also to stab his past self in the back!
Seeing his terribly gloomy face and murderous aura, Wen Xin was too frightened to speak, her watery eyes looking blank and helpless.
Emperor Chengyuan pulled her into his arms and gently stroked her thin back. "I'm not angry with you, don't be afraid."
All he wants now is to send Prince Li and Wen Liliang to keep the late emperor and the deposed crown prince company.
Wen Xin noticed that he was in a bad mood. She paused for a moment when he started touching her again, but ultimately did not resist.
Emperor Chengyuan touched her cheek, his voice slightly hoarse, "You...do you really hate the emperor?"
Wen Xin looked at him in surprise, "Why would I hate His Majesty?"
Does this soft-spoken girl have the guts to do that?
Emperor Chengyuan concealed the emotions in his eyes, "If he hadn't refused the marriage, you wouldn't have had to struggle for so many years in the Wen family and the Xuanwu Marquis's mansion."
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