Her Majesty Chose Violence, They Chose Her

Xiao Yang leaned against the edge of the spring, tilted her head back with her eyes closed, and let the water envelop her.

Xie Liuzheng copied her, soaking in the spring as well. The two of them were very close now, their arms brushing against each other.

Xie Liuzheng even boldly reached out to take advantage, holding Xiao Yang’s hand, only to realize with despair that she wasn’t gay.

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’I like Your Majesty, and I love cuddling up with Your Majesty, but that’s as far as it goes. If it came to doing anything... R-rated, that’s probably a no-go.’

’I’ve met a top-tier beauty, but this feeling doesn’t seem to be love!’

’The injustice of it all!’

Unresigned, Xie Liuzheng threw her arms around Xiao Yang. ’Your Majesty must know I’m not really a threat, that’s why she’s so at ease with me. But even if that’s the case, I’m definitely not passing up this rare chance to be close.’

Xie Liuzheng just held her, and Xiao Yang didn’t push her away. They were both still in their under-robes, and while the embrace was intimate, it wasn’t beyond the pale.

「Outside Bright Mirror Manor, two groups of men faced off.」

Rong Yin and the Imperial Guards occupied one side. His expression was sinister and cold. "This is my manor. I won’t trouble the Great General with the task of protecting His Majesty."

Behind Li Wei stood the Black Dragon Cavalry. His demeanor was stern and sharp as a blade. "I am here to protect His Majesty’s safety. I’m afraid the Regent King has no authority to make decisions on His Majesty’s behalf."

The two men faced off for a moment, neither willing to yield. In the end, they had no choice but to enter the manor together, only to learn that the Emperor had already finished with the hot spring and retired to rest.

Li Wei made a circuit of the manor, posting guards before taking up a watch outside himself.

Rong Yin, for his part, didn’t argue. By the time Li Wei had finished making his arrangements, Rong Yin had already slipped into the Emperor’s bedchamber.

Xiao Lv wasn’t there, His Majesty hadn’t brought Lin Yi or the other eunuchs, and even the four maids had been ordered to wait outside the door. Relying on his familiarity with the estate, Rong Yin entered through a secret passage.

Step by step, he approached the bed.

The bed here, of course, was much simpler and couldn’t compare to the exquisite ones in the palace.

The Little Emperor lay quietly on the bed, covered by a thin blanket. Silken hair spilled across the pillow, and the beautiful, devilish face for once looked peaceful and well-behaved.

Seeing the Little Emperor lying here safe and sound, the tension that had gripped him throughout the journey finally dissipated completely.

Then he sat on the edge of the bed and stared...

Xiao Yang, who had been aware the entire time: ’...’

’If I weren’t so tired, I’d definitely be laughing at Rong Yin right now.’

The journey had been tiring, and the hot spring had left her feeling utterly drowsy. She really couldn’t be bothered with him.

She shifted into a more comfortable position and contentedly drifted off to sleep.

Her movement startled Rong Yin, but when he saw she hadn’t woken up, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His conscience was so guilty that he completely failed to notice the change in the Emperor’s breathing.

Rong Yin gazed at her sleeping face, listened to her breathing, and inhaled her sweet fragrance, his obsession making him seem like a total creep.

Xiao Yang had been asleep, but she was literally stared awake.

Who could possibly sleep soundly with a creepy, wraithlike man staring at them, growing more and more excited the longer he watched?

Even knowing he was an acquaintance who wouldn’t harm her, his intense gaze was a constant provocation to her keen senses.

When Xiao Yang opened her eyes, Rong Yin’s breath was ghosting across her face.

Caught red-handed trying to steal a kiss, Rong Yin was so startled he shot upright.

"Your... Your Majesty..."

Xiao Yang regarded him through half-lidded eyes, her expression unreadable. "How did you get in here? What do you think you’re doing?"

Rong Yin’s expression shifted several times, but he couldn’t come up with an excuse. "Doesn’t Your Majesty already know?"

"I was worried about you... Even if you were in a bad mood, you shouldn’t have left with just a handful of people."

His desire to steal a kiss was real, but so was his worry.

Xiao Yang had really had enough of him. "My mood had improved, but now, I’m not so sure."

Just as he was about to say something else, she cut him off. "Lower your head, before I get angry again."

Rong Yin lowered his head, confused. "Your Majesty?"

Xiao Yang reached up, grabbed his collar, and pulled him down, her mouth crashing against his in a bite.

It wasn’t gentle—he could feel a sharp sting—but it wasn’t harsh, either. The pain was clarifying, making the sensation all the more vivid.

A tremor passed through Rong Yin. He reacted instantly, deepening the kiss he had longed for.

He wasn’t just demanding; he was slowly savoring and exploring, trying to take the lead.

Xiao Yang didn’t feel like moving, so she was content to let him take charge.

The kiss grew more passionate, and Rong Yin climbed onto the bed, pulling Xiao Yang tightly into his embrace.

Grinding, panting, an endless entanglement.

Then, she pulled the blanket over them. "Time for sleep."

Rong Yin’s heated panting hitched for a moment. This damnably familiar ending...

’I knew it.’

"You’re going to be the end of me," he muttered.

’She doesn’t want me, yet she keeps leading me on. She’s truly wicked.’

Xiao Yang paid him no mind, treating him like a body pillow. She found a comfortable position and blissfully fell asleep.

Rong Yin was tormented, yet he didn’t dare make a move. Still, his joy outweighed the agony. This was the first time he had ever shared a bed with His Majesty. To have his beloved sleeping so peacefully in his arms... even if they couldn’t truly do anything, his heart was full.

However, Xiao Yang slept so soundly that her peace was contagious. Before he knew it, he had drifted off as well, not even realizing when it happened.

「When he woke again, the lamps in the room were already lit.」

Rong Yin found his arms empty and woke with a start. Tossing off the blankets, he jumped out of bed. There was no sign of the Emperor outside, nor could he see any of the maids.

’Could His Majesty have left without a sound?’

Rong Yin hurriedly straightened his clothes and went outside. He found that the guards Li Wei had posted were still in place, which calmed him slightly.

’But His Majesty isn’t with me, which means he’s probably with Li Wei.’

As expected, he found the Emperor in the garden pavilion, drinking with Li Wei.

The sight of the two of them chatting so cheerfully was an absolute eyesore.

He completely failed to notice Xie Liuzheng, who was sitting right between them.

Having slept her fill, Xiao Yang got up and went out, immediately spotting Li Wei standing guard at the door.

Li Wei looked guilt-ridden and was about to formally beg for forgiveness, but Xiao Yang grabbed his arm, stopping him.

"It wasn’t your fault. It wasn’t your fault,"

she said firmly, repeating herself.

"The Fang Family met a tragic end. Fang Ran is their only survivor. You are a General. It wasn’t wrong of you to protect her, nor was it wrong to tolerate her actions."

"The fault lies with Fang Ran and her greed, and with Luo Zheng and his brainless jealousy."

"Let this matter be over. We need not speak of it again."

Li Wei stood and took a deep breath. "Your Majesty’s judgment is wise."

The frustration that had been weighing on Xiao Yang’s heart finally lifted. Now in an excellent mood, she patted his arm. "Come, have a drink with me."

"As Your Majesty commands."

Li Wei followed behind Xiao Yang, his gaze fixed on the back of the young Emperor. She possessed great charisma, but before her charm as a woman came the charisma of a monarch.

Though she could be perverse and sinister, she was rational and decisive when it came to official matters.

She was not the benevolent and kind monarch that people sang praises of, but she was, without a doubt, a king worth following.

The two sat down, and just as the wine and food arrived, Xie Liuzheng, now awake, eagerly rushed over to join them.

Although she had accepted the fact that she had no chance with His Majesty, it didn’t stop her from wanting to be close to her, or from shipping her favorite CP.

Come to think of it, this was the first time she had seen General Li up close.

’That physique, those muscles, that face... He’s practically bursting with testosterone.’

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