After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again: Chapter 16

ARC 1: THE EMPEROR SCHEMES TO GRAB A MAN’S WIFE (13)

Investigations were strict at this time in the capital. Emperor Yuan was not afraid since it was his territory, but there was Yan Ge’s injury to consider: "Your wound just cracked. Going out is not suitable. It would be better for you to sleep in tonight. "

Yan Ge tugged his sleeve: "I waited the entire day for Your Majesty. We're merely slipping out of the palace. Your Majesty’s personal safety is not a concern, and my injury is unimportant. I have had so many injuries that were not tended to as well as this one, yet I’m still alive and well. There's no need to worry.”

Emperor Yuan had just drunk the hangover soup and was mostly sobered up. Moreover, today was a good day. After his coming of age ceremony, the ministers who used his age as an excuse to control the royal court now had to return their power to him.

People tended to be in a high spirits on happy occasions, and so after listening to her words, he decided to go out.

He was rather curious to know where she was going to take him.

Yan Ge's chest was injured, therefore Emperor Yuan was very low-profile and used a small carriage to depart.

He and Yan Ge were crammed together. Although the space was tight, neither one minded.

He found that she seemed to have no reaction even if he was stuck close to her.

At first, he thought Yan Ge was shy, but after some observation, he gradually realized that she might regard herself as a man.

There seemed to be nothing wrong with two men being close together.

This awareness made him feel terrible.

So, he tentatively tested the waters: "Zhen was drunk earlier. You need not mind it."

There was no way the average woman would not mind.

Yan Ge was not an average woman. As long as Emperor Yuan did not rub her hair, she wouldn't care even if they sleep together.

Therefore, when she heard Emperor Yuan’s sensible words, Yan Ge laughed: “You Majesty is not obliged to care. I don’t mind either.”

Those words that were akin to a dog’s bite were promptly swallowed back by her.

Even if he did not hear the second half, Emperor Yuan's face instantly turned black.

Could it be his technique was bad? He reflected in a fluster. Or maybe Yan Ge did not yet understand the delight between men and women?

When he thought of this delight, Emperor Yuan also felt there was nothing particularly enjoyable about it. He had long since been numb to these matters.

However, more attention needed to be paid to this kind of business when it concerned women. So Emperor Yuan coughed and spoke cautiously: "You can tell Zhen if you feel uncomfortable."

Yan Ge tilted her head to look at him. She couldn't understand how a man like Emperor Yuan would be entangled over such a small thing. "It’s fine."

What does ‘it’s fine’ mean? Emperor Yuan wanted to ask, but he did not know where to start.

The sedan jolted up and down. Emperor Yuan immediately used the opportunity to grab her hand: "Nothing’s the matter?"

Yan Ge shook her head: "Nothing."

Emperor Yuan had no intention of relinquishing his grip, so he held her hand the entire way. He thought a bit smugly in his heart; Yan Ge didn’t refuse, doesn't mean she has feelings for him as well?

Although there were sword calluses on Yan Ge’s palms, she was a woman in the end. Her fingers were thin and her hands were quite small. Perhaps it was due to her martial arts practice, her palms were very warm and the hand Emperor Yuan used to hold her gradually began to sweat.

Yan Ge: “Your Majesty isn’t hot?”

Emperor Yuan: "Call me Qi’an when we’re out of the palace.”

"Oh." Yan Ge readily followed good advice: "Qi’an Xiong, are you not hot holding my hand?”

He suddenly thought that his name sounded especially pleasant when it came out of her mouth. His voice was somehwat hyper when he replied: "A bit."

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