After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again: Chapter 10

AMDTVBA Chapter 10 After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again: Chapter 10

ARC 1: THE EMPEROR SCHEMES TO GRAB A MAN’S WIFE (7)

"Zhen's1 identity was concealed from you, and your gender was concealed from Zhen in turn. This is quite fair." His low voice carried a teasing tone. When his eyes locked on Yan Ge’s body, the sliver of tenderness in his inky black pupils resembled the warmth of the sun in early winter, causing people to feel warm all over.

Yan Ge tried tugged her hand only for him to hold it firmly.

His words may have been gentle, but the strength in his hands was great, silently proclaiming his stance.

He did not wait for Yan Ge to speak: "Is Yan Ge your real name? Which family’s daughter are you? Where is your home?”

Yan Ge looked up. Her sharp and penetrating eyes matched Emperor Yuan’s gaze.

She said: "I regard you as a bosom friend."

I regard you as a bosom friend, yet you want to sleep with me!

Her words were calm, but her brows were slightly furrowed, and her exhausted expression had difficulty hiding her grievance.

Emperor Yuan was stunned.

There were countless women in the harem and their existence was as natural as drinking water. Whether there was one more or one less was an ordinary matter for him.

He admired Yan Ge’s talent very much.

She did not have the so-called tenderness and grace of a woman, nor did her features conform to the aesthetics of contemporary men.

If she were to marry any of those men, she will not be treasured or pampered.

Other than him, few people would appreciate her talent.

This was the first time he had the mind to have a woman beside him.

Entering the palace to follow him was clearly beneficial to both sides. He had not expected her refusal.

Emperor Yuan was somewhat puzzled but thought nothing more of it. He would have thoughts of being friends with her if she was a gifted scholar, but she was just a woman.

Anyway, it wasn't a good thing for a woman to be too proud. If he waited for her to think it over as she recovered, then she may come around to the idea.

"Are you hungry? Zhen will order someone to bring you a meal. What would you care to eat?" Emperor Yuan skipped over Yan Ge’s words. He squeezed her palms, then released them to attend to her meal himself.

The poison in Yan Ge had been resolved, but the sword injury on her chest was quite severe.

She could only recline on her side, and her other hand was unable to move.

Emperor Yuan personally held the porridge bowl and fed Yan Ge regardless of her protests.

For the first time, he waited on a person. The nearby palace servants were collectively dumbfounded.

Ji Zai didn’t understand why Yan Ge would let go of such a great opportunity: "He’s already brought you into the palace and you’re still thinking about leaving? You’re wasting such a good opportunity, just how are you going to be able to complete this task?"

The love trial was definitely to make him fall in love with a woman. Ji Zai didn’t think Yan Ge’s way of handling things was conducive to th task. After all, this tree had no heart, and feelings were not like military tactics on paper2; they couldn’t be taken by force.

Yan Ge was too lazy to talk about humanity with this bird beast.

The chest wound caused her to lie in bed for more than a week.

Emperor Yuan spent most of his time working in this room, and he occasionally met courtiers in the outer room. He must have thought that because Yan Ge spent most of her day in a muddled state, there was nothing to worry about.

One day, just after waking up, she heard Emperor Yuan’s muted roar coming from the side room: "Zhen merely ordered him to return to the capital to receive a reward, not find fault to behead him. He actually stated illness as an excuse not to come. What does he take Zhen's imperial edict for? Perhaps he harbors a guilty conscience!

"This world is Zhen's domain. He merely wins a few battles then forgets his own identity. What use does Zhen have for such a subject!”

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  1. Zhèn (朕)pronoun ‘I’ reserved for emperors. It literally means ‘we’↩︎
  2. Military tactics on paper (纸上谈兵—zhǐ shàng tán bīng)idiom that means ‘good in theory, but not in practice’↩︎
 
This emperor has no chill.

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  1. Thanks for the chapter~ The emperor is talking about her!?...*sigh* We have a long journey ahead of us^

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  2. Hum, Zhen? He, well she, is actually unable to come. She's recovering from an injury after saving your life. Are you sure you don't want her? Forget about as a subject, as your empress? Oh well, it's on you. *shoulder shrugs*

    Thanks for the update! ^^

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