As Harigana spoke, he grabbed his braid, giving him an expression that said, "If you raise your voice again, I won't be polite," showing no fear whatsoever.
It's said that those who are favored become arrogant and spoiled, and she admits that she is one of them.
But since you're being favored, why not pamper yourself a little? Who are you trying to impress with your generosity?
What do men like?
He just enjoys watching his women fight over him.
She's not jealous every day. When she needs to be broad-minded, she's perfectly capable; when she needs to be petty, she has to be as sharp as a needle's eye.
Most importantly, Emperor Kangxi was swayed by this approach.
Climbing up the pole, testing the limits while satisfying one's own desires—a win-win situation.
Moreover, if Kangxi were to encounter such a situation again in the future, he would have a mental record of it, and as long as he still cared, he would never make a mistake.
"No, Jiaojiao, I really refuse."
I haven't watched it, and even if I did, I wouldn't like it.
"Don't be angry anymore, okay? I already confessed, didn't I?"
Hearing his tone soften, Harigana decided to back down while he was ahead.
She angrily let go of his braid, grumbled, hugged his waist, and leaned against his chest without saying a word.
Kangxi thought she had calmed down, but then he noticed that her chest was actually a little damp.
"Jiaojiao!"
He wanted to see her face, but his waist was being held tightly, and he didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting her.
Looking down at her trembling shoulders, Kangxi was truly panicked now.
"Jiaojiao, I really didn't, sweetie, let me see!"
"No, I won't let you see!"
The voice was very nasal; without even looking, I was certain the person was really crying.
Emperor Kangxi held a grudge against Tsarist Russia. When Li Dequan told him that two other tribes had brought princesses with them, he became even more panicked.
Harigana was already so upset after hearing just one story. If he knew there were two more, would his old illness relapse?
He's finally managed to raise them a little better, but if those insignificant people trigger the old mechanism, he might just slaughter them all.
But now is not the time to think about these things; comforting the person in my arms is the most important thing.
"Jiaojiao, don't cry, be good!"
I swear on the throne, I want no one but you.
Upon hearing this, Harigana burst into tears.
She was still holding him tightly, and Kangxi could feel that she was hugging him with all her might.
All the previous suspicions completely disappeared. His beloved Jiaojiao truly loved him; otherwise, she wouldn't be so heartbroken.
Thinking back to how I even doubted her true feelings a while ago, I realize I really am the bad person she described.
"Jiaojiao, don't cry, listen to me, okay?"
He frantically tried to comfort her, but the person in his arms was still talking to herself.
"Xuan, Xuan Ye, there can't be anyone else, I, I will die."
Waaaaah! I don't want this, I don't want you to have someone else, what am I going to do?
Harigana, feeling stifled, pretended to snuggle into his arms, shifted her body, adjusted her posture, and began to cry comfortably.
Emperor Kangxi was heartbroken.
"Jiaojiao, I only love you, don't cry."
I promise, I swear.
Please believe me, don't cry, it hurts me.
Harigana didn't let him comfort her for long; once she realized his eyes were uncomfortable, she slowly let go of him.
Kangxi noticed that she was a little weaker and immediately pulled her out, saying, "Jiaojiao, your eyes are swollen."
How could it not be swollen? She thought about all the sad things from her past life, no wonder it was swollen.
She only let go because of the swelling; if it weren't swollen, she would have cried for a while longer.
Besides, if it's not swollen, why would I make him worry or feel sad?
She pouted, biting her lip, and clutched his clothes tightly with her hands: "Xuan, Xuan Ye, we can't have that."
Her voice choked with emotion as she spoke these words, her thoughts drifting back to the moment when her parents went to the hospital, and just when she was happily thinking they were there to see her, they told her they were moving and asked her to sign an agreement to relinquish her shares.
In fact, Harigana knew that Kangxi would not have anyone else, but what she wanted was not for anyone else to be there, but for no one else to be allowed to enter the palace.
Moreover, there are usually no good opportunities to strengthen a relationship, so why not take advantage of this opportunity that comes knocking on our door?
"Jiaojiao, it won't happen. I refused, really."
"Li Dequan was there at the time. Do you want to call him in for questioning?"
Kangxi gently wiped away her tears, his voice incredibly tender.
Li Dequan, the "tool man," stood at the door listening to the crying inside, fully aware of the situation.
He shook his head inwardly: The Imperial Noble Consort really has the Emperor completely under her thumb.
Fortunately, he chose the right person. If he had been pulled into the Empress Dowager's camp, he would probably be dead by now, or even reincarnated and celebrating his first birthday.
He could easily shrug off other people's business, but when it came to this living ancestor, he really didn't dare say a word.
Look at that voice, so pitiful. The Emperor must feel so sorry for her.
Perhaps, even curses and oaths are possible.
"No, no, that's shameful!"
After Harigana finished speaking, he hugged his neck and nuzzled against it.
Kangxi was holding the person and wanted to continue coaxing them, but the next moment, he froze.
A warm, wet touch came from her tongue.
"Jiao, Jiaojiao."
My whole body felt tingly and numb, and my hands were trembling as I held the person in my arms.
"Xuan, Xuan Ye, I, I want you."
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