Chapter 4：Weak Women

Just remembering that woman's laughter and arrogant face made his blood boil and his eyes darken.

"Mm.."

Fu Yanqing looked at the body beside him and the anger inside him subsided immediately.

Yes, everything would have been for naught...

Instead of waiting for her to get medicine, he had lost control when he saw her in only her inner-wear. His mind clouded, all reasons flew out of the window and he found himself entangled with her warm and soft body, drowning her in pleasure.

Her pitiful cries and weak protests made him feel guilty but he could no longer ignore the budding attraction he had for her.

Even though she was a woman who was driven by emotions, he somehow ended up wanting to possess this little doll.

When she smiles, he only wanted it to be directed at him. Including her laughter, cries, and all her ridiculous reactions, he wanted all of them for himself and only himself.

It would seem facts beat eloquence like always.

In that night, he felt like all the feelings he had felt before had all been a joke.

All the hatred he felt towards the incompetent people below him and the disgust he felt to all the women who had stained the throne, evaporated when he realized that he was also a fool because he ended up falling for an emotionally driven creature who was not only weak but also delicate.

In that moment of realization, the feelings he had felt when he was closest to her had been so profound and deep that it was the first time he had felt so weak himself.

He likes her.

It was a truth that should have horrified and disgusted him yet there was only satisfaction in his heart.

He really likes her.

Sure enough, great wisdom may seem foolish. He had endured and denied, thinking that it was a mistake, only to be rebutted by the truth.

Fu Yanqing really likes this woman.

Not only because she saved him but because he wanted to protect the small her and encase her in his arms so she would never have to cry or get hurt again.

Women were weak. They got hurt easily, cried easily, and would always put up a pitiful expression that would stir a male's protective instincts.

Fu Yanqing had always thought that he was different from those other males because he was a man with a purpose. All his life, he had strived to be the best, he had studied to be the most suitable candidate for the throne and because he was the eldest among three siblings, he had the biggest responsibility.

If Heaven made someone, the earth can find a use for them. His grandmother used to say this to him when he was young so with those words in his mind, he never gave up no matter how muddy the waters or how cold the wind was.

His own younger sister was weak. His biological mother was weak. His grandmother was weak.

Weak, weak, weak. All the women around him were weak which was why he worked hard to be the strongest and the best.

They say beauty is the wisdom of women and wisdom is the beauty of men. It was true.

His father's concubines were proof.

Fu Yanqing himself was proof.

Countless of sleepless nights and tiresome days, dealing with the inner court and his father's forgotten responsibilities, he naturally saw himself as someone above other people.

He believed that the mighty him would never allow himself to be manipulated and toyed by a woman.

Because Fu Yanqing knew that the weaker they are, the more devious they are.

And because weak people would strive to protect themselves, they would scheme and plot to earn power and favor.

His father's harem had been a great example of this. Those women that his father had kept and slept with made a fool out of his father. They asked and asked, demanded, and wished for things that should happen been impossible for people of their station.

But Fu Yanqing's father was a fool.

Fu Beidou, the most foolish emperor in history who got played by the women of his own harem and the youngest emperor who died at the hands of his most unfavored son.

Fu Yanqing had seized the throne forcefully but inevitably got schemed again by Concubine Xiang who held Fu Yanqing's sister, Fu Tian Su, as a hostage.

All good things must come to an end. He barely escaped with his life, got saved by Zhao Yan before coming back again like a stubborn mule to take revenge.

All is well until his drink was spiked by an aphrodisiac by his own mother.

It was like he had accumulated eight lifetimes' worth of misfortune for suffering these kinds of mishaps.

"It's time for you to get married and have children. You are not young anymore," were the words the Empress, his mother, told him.

Fu Yanqing had laughed at her before ordering his shadow guards to throw out all the women sent to him by his mother. Then he had raced back to find Zhao Yan to spend the night with her.

He knew that she would be mad at him when she wakes up and he would do anything to atone for his actions as long as she agrees to stay by his side.

It was a pity that he was unable to stay until morning to explain himself. Fu Yanqing needed to deal with the nuisances in his life first so they could freely be together without anyone hindering them. He needed to quickly deal with the leftovers of his rebellion.

The matters of the court had been delayed because of his mother's selfish move. He could not believe that she would be stupid enough to pull this kind of stunt during such a critical situation.

The very idea of leaving so early and letting his little woman wake up alone pained him.

If only his mother had controlled herself and had stopped herself from doing such a reckless move and if only he didn't have such a great responsibility, Fu Yanqing would happily stay beside his little woman until she wakes up.

He gritted his teeth and got up to dress. Even when he also dressed her up and wiped her body, he deliberately slowed down so he could remain with her for a while longer.

It was a pity that his responsibilities were too great and the burden on his back too heavy. Fu Yanqing left a letter before he reluctantly left her home.

He made sure to take her identity token with him. His subordinates met with him halfway and reported about the current situation.

"Your Highness, her majesty has been looking for you all night. The palace is chaotic right now and the princess..." Si Chong, his right shadow guard paused hesitantly before continuing, "The princess was poisoned. Your Highness, just like you, she was..."

Si Chong paused. His Highness didn't look the least bit poisoned. Other than his annoyed and stormy expression, his highness looks the same.

Fu Yanqing narrowed his eyes darkly, an itchy feeling surfacing in his heart.

Women were indeed weak.

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