"Whatever you say." Yin Chen said, seemingly in a good mood, still smiling. He stood up and picked up a portion of the food that had gone cold and was prepared for the five assassins, saying, "Since you're not eating this cold food, do you mind if I take one portion?"
What's the point of being fussy? You're practically carrying your food with half your leg already out of the door! Can't you even be bothered with a polite remark?
This emperor is just too damn tempting to touch!!!
The Gu woman gritted her teeth, her expression ferocious, but Chen Ziqi didn't seem to care.
As soon as Yin Chen left, the Gu woman finally couldn't hold back any longer and slammed her hand on the table, shouting, "How shameless! How utterly shameless!"
With a poker face, Chen Ziqi solemnly agreed: "Add one to the list above."
"No wonder so many people want to rebel against him, I want to beat this guy up too!" the Gu woman said indignantly.
Chen Ziqi lamented, "If only I hadn't slacked off so much just because he's the emperor. I could have at least given him a few more beatings to vent my anger..."
Long Xun ignored his two companions' denunciation of Yin Chen, who showed no respect for the emperor. He spread his hands, looked thoughtfully at Milk Tea, who finally calmed down after Yin Chen had moved a certain distance away, and then suddenly stood up.
The Gu woman and Chen Ziqi were startled by his sudden movement, staring blankly at him, wondering what he was going to do.
"I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now," Long Xun said, turning and walking out of the room.
"Eh...? Okay, okay, Dragon God, take care!" Gu Nu responded blankly. Chen Ziqi stared at that resolute and upright back for a long time before finally asking, "Why does he keep hamsters?"
"You're asking about this? Let me tell you..."
The Gu woman and her new friend, who was easier to communicate with than Long Xun, started chatting enthusiastically again. Meanwhile, Long Xun walked slowly to Yin Chen's door and stood there in silence.
What is he here for? To ask if Yin Chen and that other Yin Chen are the same person? And then what? If yes, what then? If no, what then?
Did he really have what that sincere boy who died in his arms wanted?
Shaking his head slightly, Long Xun's heart, which had been rippled with emotion upon seeing Emperor Yin Chen, finally calmed down. He turned around and left step by step, his clear footsteps fading into the distance.
Inside the room, Yin Chen, who had been holding his chopsticks and waiting for something, sighed almost imperceptibly. He picked up a piece of green vegetable and put it in his mouth. The food, which had tasted delicious when he was extremely hungry, suddenly seemed to have lost its flavor. Only a cold and raw feeling spread from his lips and tongue to the bottom of his heart.
'What a pity, I thought he would come to speak with me... What a waste of this beautiful night. Oh well, there's always another time.'
A harmless and friendly smile returned to his face, and Yin Chen lowered his eyes.
In short, I have never failed to obtain what I desire.
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