Day in and day out, Emperor Yuan imagined ways to get rid of Ming Lan once and for all. He never thought there would be a day the woman he cared for would be associated with Ming Lan one day.
That man was obviously beyond the mountain pass, yet he affected him at all times.
This woman he constantly thought about and even lost sleep over could be taken by MIng Lan with a simple wave of his hand.
At this moment, Emperor Yuan was swept up by anger and his mind felt as if the shocking news had engulfed his mind in a great flame.
He remained motionless, for fear the slightest movement would reveal all his emotions.
Ji Zai had been chasing a palace fighting drama when it turned to stare at Yan Ge as if she was a monster.
"Blockhead, where did you learn such a trick? You’re pushing misfortune onto others. You said this, but have you thought about what the third miss of the Luo family will do in the future? Also, the emperor was so deceived by you, what if he kills Ming Lan in advance out of anger over this so-called Lady Luo? Your Ming Lan is obviously losing more than she gains."
Not waiting for Yan Ge to respond, Ji Zai shook his head and sighed: "You better clear up your identity and go become his concubine. Wouldn’t it be good if you have a child when the time comes and stay together until your hairs turn white? His love trial will also be completed. I say, you really are a wooden head full of grass. What are you doing so many things for?”
"You’ve never cultivated." Yan Ge replied to Ji Zai in her mind: "You only know how to eat, drink and poop every day. Not even the first door of cultivation has been entered, how can you know what a tribulation is? A love trial isn't as simple as you say.”
Ji Zai was not convinced: "You’re a blockhead. Don't say you understand."
"I don't understand." Yan Ge explained: "Even if I don't, I've seen countless people in the world. This mighty one has always gotten everything he wished for with ease. If you want him to comprehend his love trial, then there must be destruction before construction1. Your idea to push the boat along with the current2 will have no effect."
JI Zai thought Yan Ge was being fallacious, but it couldn’t talk through to her no matter what it said. In the end, it angrily left the sentence, "You better not make yourself bald” and went back to eating melon seeds as it watched the palace series.
Yan Ge stopped caring about Ji Zai. She gradually closed her eyes and rested her forehead on Emperor Yuan’s leg. Her voice was hoarse when she said: "Ming Lan and I have been acquainted since childhood. My mother died early, and my father and current mother were not fond of me. After my maternal grandmother invited me to Jiangnan, Ming Lan would always visit me whenever he passed by and brought me things. He never turned his back on me. I, I can’t abandon him."
Every measured word struck Emperor Yuan’s heart like a heavy hammer, and the breaths that left his chest felt painful.
He suddenly wanted to question her; since she did not want to be sorry for Ming Lan, then why provoke him?
Then he recalled how he was the one to provoke her in the first place. Even the opportunity in the pit was because she was given that kind of drug.
He could not be angry, nor could he question her.
"Your Majesty, I have already let him down. I cannot betray him anymore." Yan Ge's hand gripped Emperor Yuan's clothes tightly.
The corner of his clothes had been crumpled. Her voice was emotional, but it sounded extremely determined: "Would Your Grace treat it as if we never met?"
"You’re no longer a maiden." Emperor Yuan said slowly: "If he knew, he will not be good to you in the future.”
"I don't care if he is good to me or not." Yan Ge raised her head, and eyes seemed to be covered with a puddle of light as she looked at Emperor Yuan: "I never expected others to treat me well. It’s fine if only I am good to myself."
Emperor Yuan held her chin, and his fingertips rubbed over her lips: "A Yan, you clearly like me."
Her eyelashes were trembling as she pursed her lips. Lowering her eyes, she answered as if resigning herself to fate3:"Yes, I like Your Majesty."
Day in and day out, Emperor Yuan imagined ways to get rid of Ming Lan once and for all. He never thought there would be a day the woman he cared for would be associated with Ming Lan one day.
That man was obviously beyond the mountain pass, yet he affected him at all times.
This woman he constantly thought about and even lost sleep over could be taken by MIng Lan with a simple wave of his hand.
At this moment, Emperor Yuan was swept up by anger and his mind felt as if the shocking news had engulfed his mind in a great flame.
He remained motionless, for fear the slightest movement would reveal all his emotions.
Ji Zai had been chasing a palace fighting drama when it turned to stare at Yan Ge as if she was a monster.
"Blockhead, where did you learn such a trick? You’re pushing misfortune onto others. You said this, but have you thought about what the third miss of the Luo family will do in the future? Also, the emperor was so deceived by you, what if he kills Ming Lan in advance out of anger over this so-called Lady Luo? Your Ming Lan is obviously losing more than she gains."
Not waiting for Yan Ge to respond, Ji Zai shook his head and sighed: "You better clear up your identity and go become his concubine. Wouldn’t it be good if you have a child when the time comes and stay together until your hairs turn white? His love trial will also be completed. I say, you really are a wooden head full of grass. What are you doing so many things for?”
"You’ve never cultivated." Yan Ge replied to Ji Zai in her mind: "You only know how to eat, drink and poop every day. Not even the first door of cultivation has been entered, how can you know what a tribulation is? A love trial isn't as simple as you say.”
Ji Zai was not convinced: "You’re a blockhead. Don't say you understand."
"I don't understand." Yan Ge explained: "Even if I don't, I've seen countless people in the world. This mighty one has always gotten everything he wished for with ease. If you want him to comprehend his love trial, then there must be destruction before construction1. Your idea to push the boat along with the current2 will have no effect."
JI Zai thought Yan Ge was being fallacious, but it couldn’t talk through to her no matter what it said. In the end, it angrily left the sentence, "You better not make yourself bald” and went back to eating melon seeds as it watched the palace series.
Yan Ge stopped caring about Ji Zai. She gradually closed her eyes and rested her forehead on Emperor Yuan’s leg. Her voice was hoarse when she said: "Ming Lan and I have been acquainted since childhood. My mother died early, and my father and current mother were not fond of me. After my maternal grandmother invited me to Jiangnan, Ming Lan would always visit me whenever he passed by and brought me things. He never turned his back on me. I, I can’t abandon him."
Every measured word struck Emperor Yuan’s heart like a heavy hammer, and the breaths that left his chest felt painful.
He suddenly wanted to question her; since she did not want to be sorry for Ming Lan, then why provoke him?
Then he recalled how he was the one to provoke her in the first place. Even the opportunity in the pit was because she was given that kind of drug.
He could not be angry, nor could he question her.
"Your Majesty, I have already let him down. I cannot betray him anymore." Yan Ge's hand gripped Emperor Yuan's clothes tightly.
The corner of his clothes had been crumpled. Her voice was emotional, but it sounded extremely determined: "Would Your Grace treat it as if we never met?"
"You’re no longer a maiden." Emperor Yuan said slowly: "If he knew, he will not be good to you in the future.”
"I don't care if he is good to me or not." Yan Ge raised her head, and eyes seemed to be covered with a puddle of light as she looked at Emperor Yuan: "I never expected others to treat me well. It’s fine if only I am good to myself."
Emperor Yuan held her chin, and his fingertips rubbed over her lips: "A Yan, you clearly like me."
Her eyelashes were trembling as she pursed her lips. Lowering her eyes, she answered as if resigning herself to fate3:"Yes, I like Your Majesty."
