Chapter 58 Cheeks I think I like Eunuch An
“Eunuch An, I’m laughing at how kind you are to me.”
Regardless, Zhao Liangxu felt that An He was very kind and approachable at this moment.
He was so angry just now, but he still changed his mind because of her; her test was very successful.
Or perhaps it was too successful. This goes beyond simply showing her a little more humanity. If Anhe were really that easy to talk to, no one else would be so afraid of her.
Zhao Liangxu felt a strange sense of emotion. He had truly listened to her words, carefully considered the pros and cons of the matter, and ultimately made several concessions for her sake.
Her hands became restless, her fingers tickling Anhe's hand.
"Knowing that we treat you well, you still side with outsiders. You've gone to great lengths to persuade Chen Yisheng, and we had no idea that such an ordinary student was so important to you? Aren't you afraid we'll chop you both up?"
Although Anhe was being coaxed by Zhao Liangxu, she was still unhappy.
Letting Chen Qinglie go was a thorn in his side. He was now regretting his decision. How could he have let it go so hastily by only giving Chen Qinglie a few lashes because of Zhao Liangxu?
Zhao Liangxu truly caused him both physical and mental anguish.
"Why would I be afraid of Eunuch An? Eunuch An, come here, I'll tell you something in secret."
Zhao Liangxu's so-called whisper was a spur-of-the-moment idea, but An He was able to hold back in today's situation and even considered her words in his anger.
She was already struggling with her own feelings, and now was indeed a good time for her to confirm them.
I just hope Anhe won't blame her later.
“It’s quiet here, why do you have to pretend to talk to us like this?” Anhe said, but still obediently moved closer to Zhao Liangxu.
As the two drew closer, Zhao Liangxu loosened her grip on An He's hand slightly, and An He seized the opportunity to flip her wrist and grab Zhao Liangxu's restless fingers in return.
“Behave yourself,” Anhe said.
"Speak quickly."
Zhao Liangxu watched as An He turned his head towards her, a soft laugh escaping her throat. She muttered to herself, keeping him in suspense: "Eunuch An, I have something I only want you to hear. Come closer."
Zhao Liangxu has become even more arrogant.
An He had no desire to listen to Zhao Liangxu at this moment. He had already condescended to listen attentively to Zhao Liangxu, yet she couldn't even know when to stop.
He abruptly shook off Zhao Liangxu's hand, making a move to straighten up, not wanting to listen to Zhao Liangxu's carefully considered whispered words any longer.
Zhao Liangxu would not let Anhe leave, so after knowing Anhe for so long, she grabbed the jade belt around Anhe's waist for the third time.
They held on tightly, not letting Anhe move an inch.
The jade belt was purely decorative and did not serve any purpose in binding the clothing at the waist. Anhe's python robe was always loose, with its wide sleeves fluttering as he walked. The entire robe covered his lean body, and if Zhao Liangxu hadn't carried him, she would have had no idea that Anhe was a slender person under the robe.
But now that she held the warm jade belt in her hand, there was a large gap between the belt and her lower back, while Anhe's clothes were tightly bound to her body by the jade belt, and she could now see Anhe's slender waist.
"Zhao Liangxu, what are you doing? Get out of our way!" Anhe said impatiently.
"Please let me finish before you leave, Eunuch An."
"you!"
An He was extremely agitated. What was Zhao Liangxu trying to do today? Her pulling and tugging at him was really inappropriate!
He turned back to Zhao Liangxu, who then released his hand and spread her hands out, saying, "I didn't do anything."
Anhe grabbed Zhao Liangxu's hand and forced her to lean against a pillar. Anhe squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "Have you taken our family for a bad temper?"
"I've already backed down from what you did with Chen Yisheng, do you think I'm still in the mood to argue with you?"
He spoke harsh words, his face was gloomy, but inside he felt a surge of powerlessness amidst his turbulent emotions.
He's already made such concessions, can't she just watch the atmosphere and behave herself? Does she have to keep making a fuss?
An He grabbed Zhao Liangxu's hand and pulled it up to face level with his face, staring at her fiercely.
The two were speechless for a moment.
Zhao Liangxu silently looked at An He's profile. She wasn't silent because An He was angry; she was staring intently at An He's face, feeling hesitant and conflicted.
She didn't want any more powder on her lips.
Even if it's made from jasmine kernels, it's still not something you should eat.
Looking into Zhao Liangxu's thoughtful eyes, Anhe could vaguely see in her eyes... the determination of a warrior cutting off his own arm?
An He hadn't even had time to figure out why Zhao Liangxu had such an expression.
The next moment, he felt two warm, soft things pressed against his cheek.
"you......!"
The warm sensation was fleeting, and Zhao Liangxu merely touched Anhe's cheek lightly like a bird's peck before leaving, then silently pondered.
Even though it was only for a moment, it was completely different from when Zhao Liangxu accidentally bumped into his face just now.
The latter was startled; the accidental bump was nothing, but at that moment it became a real...
Even if it was just a very light touch, even if it was just a kiss on the cheek, it was Zhao Liangxu's initiative... a kiss.
What triggered her to make such a huge sacrifice?
Anhe's heart was filled with turbulent waves.
Hadn't she already agreed to only give Chen Qinglie a minor punishment? Why was she still doing these thankless tasks?
Could it be that Zhao Liangxu realized that he had changed his mind?
Or was it because I was too cold just now that she was frightened?
Did she resort to such a desperate measure?
For her, even hugging and cuddling was a huge act of restraint. He had just acted so decisively that it made Zhao Liangxu uneasy, so did he decide to go all out and do this?
He absolutely could not believe that Zhao Liangxu had any ulterior motives for doing this.
He had just clearly seen the hesitation in Zhao Liangxu's eyes; she had taken a great deal of determination to do this.
Only unease could make her like this.
He knew she valued her life.
"Zhao Liangxu..." An He subconsciously called out Zhao Liangxu's name, but he could only open and close his mouth, unable to squeeze out the sound from his throat.
Anhe was lost in thought.
Zhao Liangxu was actually staring at the spot she had just kissed, deep in thought.
Even though she did all that, I still don't dislike or resent her.
I don't dislike the act of kissing, nor do I dislike Anhe.
Does that prove that I like Anhe?
It seems... that's not enough.
She then turned her eyes and focused her gaze on Anhe's lips.
Just imagining it, she knew that she didn't dislike this place either.
I was even vaguely curious about what it would feel like.
Zhao Liangxu's gaze made An He's heart tighten. He finally found his voice again, which was hoarse and strained.
"You...you don't need to do this."
"Do you think I'm untrustworthy? Don't overthink it, I won't go back on my word to Chen Qinglie."
He spoke haltingly, but then his speech became fluent as he continued.
"What do you have to worry about? When have we ever treated you badly these days?"
He recalled his repeated tolerance of Zhao Liangxu, along with her overstepping behavior, which became clearer to An He. Thinking of these things, An He's voice, which had been lowered, gradually rose again, and he even felt that he had nothing to explain.
"Does Eunuch An like me?" Zhao Liangxu's voice interrupted An He.
Her voice was clear, and although it wasn't loud, the questions she asked almost broke Anhe.
Did she find out?
She noticed?
If she finds out about this, won't she become even more lawless in the future?
An He hesitated, but Zhao Liangxu wiped her mouth and continued, "Does Eunuch An think I overestimate myself? I didn't mean to, and Eunuch An doesn't need to answer."
This is a question that doesn't need an answer yet.
Her focus was on what came next. Zhao Liangxu touched the spot she had just kissed with her fingertips, and An He didn't flinch or dodge.
"But I've discovered that I seem to like Eunuch An."
"What should I do? It seems that Eunuch An doesn't like me very much, but he doesn't seem to dislike me either. It seems that he only has a bit of pity for me. I'll just accept it as a sign of his affection. Does Eunuch An think this is acceptable?"
In fact, Zhao Liangxu was also somewhat incoherent at this moment. Sometimes she felt that she really should go and get her head checked.
Unfortunately, there weren't many good doctors in ancient times who could examine the head.
Otherwise, why would she actually like Anhe?
She had never been in a relationship before wearing T-shirts and knew absolutely nothing about these things.
Having no experience in either of her lives, she had never resisted physical contact or even kissing, and she could no longer deceive herself.
But she was still puzzled. Clearly, she and Anhe hadn't experienced any life-or-death situations that revealed their true feelings. Just as she had thought before, a eunuch like Anhe could never easily fall in love with her just because of their daily interactions.
But she had inexplicably fallen for Anhe.
When he first met Anhe, he showed her absolutely no mercy. He was a high-ranking eunuch who had no interest in women whatsoever.
He even spends his days making sarcastic remarks, and his mood swings are as easy as eating.
Does she have some kind of peculiar fetish? Otherwise, why would she like such a sinister and eccentric person?
But... Zhao Liangxu thought about it.
Perhaps she initially wanted to stay as far away from Anhe as possible, but after spending a lot of time together, she found that Anhe was sometimes quite different.
At first, she was forced to practice calligraphy, which allowed her to test Anhe's limits. When he was reading, he didn't show any mocking expression. He was quite pleasing to the eye when reading quietly, and he was not as hateful as others said.
Thanks to the effect I had on Anhe earlier, even if he wanted to kill me, he had to hold his nose and spend some time with me. Even after I almost strangled him to death, he was able to suppress his hatred for some reason.
Several times she dragged Anhe, who was dressed in a gorgeous robe with gold and silver threads, to the ground.
He always seemed to tolerate some of his excessive behavior.
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Author's note: I actually managed to keep up with daily updates this week! I'm so inspired by myself!
I glanced at my messy outline; I've probably written a little over half of it. It's driving me crazy! I really want to write something more in-depth. [glasses]
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