Soaking in the hot spring, Qin Ge felt a lazy comfort throughout his body. Leaning against the pool wall, his fair complexion was flushed a beautiful rosy red by the steam. He turned his head and saw the tyrant there. "What is Your Majesty still doing here?"
Jun Chenbi's thin lips pursed slightly: "You're still angry."
So he didn't leave.
Qin Ge turned around in the hot spring to face Jun Chenbi, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Does Your Majesty think I shouldn't be angry?"
The once lofty and aloof Emperor of the Great Yong Dynasty had become synonymous with being tongue-tied and inarticulate. "No," he replied.
With one eyebrow slightly lowered, Qin Ge lazily stretched out a fair, bare arm and rested it on the edge of the hot spring pool.
“I think so too. Putting aside His Majesty’s beastly behavior in the Imperial Garden yesterday…” At this point, he gritted his teeth slightly, his elegant eyebrows lifting slightly, “As for His Majesty’s selection of concubines, the one who should be angry is me, right?”
Jun Chenbi was slightly taken aback. "Are you angry? Because of the selection of concubines?"
"Shouldn't it be so?" The young man hummed. "Your Majesty can have three thousand beauties in your harem, wield power over the world when awake, and rest your head on the lap of a beauty when drunk. You are the ruler of Dayong, and no one can question you. This poor subject can only swallow his bitterness in silence and leave the capital in the future."
Qin Ge spoke as if he were feeling sorry for himself, but his eyes and brows were languid and beautiful, showing no sign of the pitiful state he was trying to portray.
Jun Chenbi grabbed the boy's wrist. "You want to leave? I won't allow it!"
The tyrant's strength was immense; Qin Ge's fair wrist bone was gripped, and a ring of crimson immediately appeared.
Qin Ge's expression remained unchanged. "Jun Chenbi, you're hurting me."
"Furthermore, if you're going to choose a concubine, what's the point of me staying? To watch you and your concubines being all lovey-dovey?"
Upon hearing Qin Ge cry out in pain, Jun Chenbi immediately let go. But upon hearing his next sentence, he grabbed Qin Ge's hand again, this time with much gentler movements.
“I have no intention of choosing concubines, you are not allowed to leave.” Jun Chenbi explained to him, “There are no concubines, I only want to be with you and be affectionate with you.”
That hand separated Qin Ge's fingers one by one, and intertwined them tightly.
Every word and phrase is like a promise.
Qin Ge's ears burned, and she turned her head slightly away. "Who wants to be all lovey-dovey with you?"
I want to break free from someone's hand.
Jun Chenbi didn't give in; instead, he tightened his grip even more.
Qin Ge asked casually, but Jun Chenbi answered very seriously, "You."
"Don't be ridiculous." Qin Ge was only provoked by the tyrant for a moment, and quickly calmed down.
Jun Chenbi silently tightened his grip on the young man's hand, his fingertips gently stroking the slender, jade-like knuckles. "I'm not being silly. The only person I want is you. I've never thought about choosing a concubine."
His thin lips pursed slightly. "I thought you came to persuade me to choose a concubine, and then I saw that palace maid deliberately seducing you, so I lost control in anger..."
Qin Ge's eyes widened slightly.
I thought to myself, "Damn, you really dare to think that way."
Qin Ge glanced at him sideways and asked expressionlessly, "Does Your Majesty think I'm the kind of person who likes to add a little green on my head?"
Jun Chenbi: "...I was wrong. Don't be angry."
The tone and expression were incredibly humble.
Qin Ge was initially angry.
But upon closer reflection, it's a bit both funny and sad.
It turns out that this misunderstanding was simply because the tyrant cared too much about him and thought he wanted to persuade him to choose a concubine, leading to this unexpected turn of events...
Fortunately, the misunderstanding was cleared up in time.
However, it's impossible for Qin Ge to be completely unperturbed by being treated that way.
He raised his hand, his claws boldly ravaging the tyrant's face, and said, "This is the last time."
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