CH 69

Recipe - How could he be unhappy? (1)

Almost as soon as Xiao Kezhi heard this, he understood Qi Mu's intention. He couldn't help sneering and said "I know", then put down the bath towel. Picking up the messy clothes on the couch, he draped them over his body.

Chu Ning wanted to habitually get up and help him dress, but for some reason, she remembered what stopped her last time. She guessed that he probably didn't like letting others approach him, so she just sat on the couch, wrapped in a bath towel, and didn't move.

A breeze blew, and although it was not cold, it still made her shiver.

She thought in her heart that if Qi Mu would visit the Emperor's bedroom without authorization at this time, then he was a bad visitor. Looking at Xiao Kezhi's cold face and slow dressing, it could be seen that Qi Mu wouldn’t get the slightest benefit. The Emperor may even take the opportunity to knock the other down a peg.

This man was not like the previous emperor at all, and he would never be pushed around.

She went on to think about her detours and retreats, and she became more and more sure that such a strategy was correct - he was a strong man, and he hated being manipulated and controlled by others. She should take the initiative to show weakness in order to get closer and closer.

"Is Your Majesty leaving?" She hugged the bath towel, trembling slightly in the wind.

Xiao Kezhi's dressing action paused. He turned to look at her condescendingly, raised her chin with one hand, and said in a low voice, "Why? You can't bear me leaving?"

She sat on the couch with her head only to his waist, looked up at him, and stretched out her arms. Meeting his eyes full of suspicion and ridicule, she wrapped her arms around his waist and stuck her whole body to him.

"Of course, when Your Majesty was with A’Ning, weren’t you happy?"

The beauty's wet and soft body was pressed against his waist and legs, and his already moist clothes were soaked even more.

Xiao Kezhi's body was subconsciously tense, and he watched as the loose towel around her slowly collapsed, revealing a snow-white back.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to cover the skin. His moist fingertips brushed over smooth skin, and he slowly raised his head and closed his eyes repressively.

How could he be unhappy? She was pure and dignified for one second, and charming and coquettish the next. When she was submerged in the pool, she tortured him several times and he almost couldn't hold back. He was really happy.

But the more they did, the more powerless and angry he felt, all because he had lost his dominance.

Before, he felt that he was being led on deliberately. He was purposefully letting her lead little by little into the beautiful net she had woven. As long as he was willing to, he could easily cut the fragile net with a wave of his knife.

But when she asked this, he was shocked that he seemed to be too addicted. Even knowing that she was using him, he couldn't help but indulge while pretending that he was still alert.

Maybe it was this gentleness that made him so susceptibly happy.

He took a deep breath, opened his indifferent eyes again, lowered his head and pushed her away from his waist. Then, he shook his damp, body-adhering clothes and said expressionlessly, "In front of me, put away your intentions. I have said that I don't like women who play with other people’s minds."

Chu Ning was pushed away by him like this, and her body, which was already sore and exhausted from their previous exertions, couldn't support itself. She fell down on the couch and let out a low cry, but at the same time, she was still wondering what she had said that made him so upset.

When Xiao Kezhi heard the sound, he turned his head to look at her pitiful form fallen on the couch, and his calm heart had a familiar sour feeling of being pinched.

He paused for a moment, then slowly took a step closer and bent over to re-tighten the scattered bath towel so that she was tightly wrapped. Then, he picked her up and strode into the room.

The room was empty save for lamps and incense, and there was no fairy mist, which made him sober up again.

After he put her on the couch, he wanted to turn around and leave, but just after he took a step, the corner of his clothes was pulled.

He stopped, turned back with a cold face, and met her pitiful eyes.

"What else do you want to do?"

The hand that was clinging to the corner of his clothes slid across his palm quietly and gently hooked through one of his little fingers, soft and warm.

He stiffened but didn't shake her off.

"Your Majesty has not answered A’Ning's question yet."

She stubbornly wanted an answer.

He stood there, the veins on his forehead throbbing non-stop. After a long while, he suddenly turned back to the edge of the couch, peeled her body from the surrounding bath towel, squeezed her firmly, and kissed her furiously until she was squirming. As she panted, he let go, squeezed her chin with one hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Next time, don't initiate things by yourself."

He left quickly, as if he didn’t want to stay any longer.

Chu Ning laid on the couch, looking at the place where his back disappeared for a moment, and suddenly chuckled softly.

This was his answer - there was a next time, which meant the affirmative. As for "self-initiated", he meant that she met Liu Kang privately and instructed him to lead the other here without telling the other first.

But regardless of how much she "initiated things by herself", he still came obediently.

Looking at it this way, the indifference of the past few days was really just his means to some end.

The sound of the door closing was loud, and Cui He, who had been sent away, came out from the back of the house and brought clean clothes for her.

She put on her clothes and propped herself up, walked to the box beside the corner, found a recipe, and said, "Let this be given to Head Eunuch Liu."

Cui He naturally knew what this was, and after nodding, she left.

...

In the Feishuang Palace, Qi Mu was stopped outside the door and waited for a long time, but Xiao Kezhi did not come out to meet him. He was already furious at this moment.

Jin Jiang, along with five sword-wielding guards, stood in front of the door like mighty sculptures, making him not dare to step forward even half a step.

He had been a Middle Scribe for three years, where had he encountered such a situation?

In the past, the Qianniu Guard was in the hands of Empress Dowager Qi. When he entered and exited the palace, he never encountered any obstacles. Even if he entered the palace of the Emperor, he only needed a brief notice. Today, he was stopped mercilessly, and there wasn’t even a seat or a cup of tea, which was really embarrassing.

Previously, he obeyed the Empress Dowager’s instructions and took a step back for the time being, so that the young Emperor could stretch his wings first. Other matters could be discussed later, but now, it seemed that the new emperor was a little complacent!

Just as he was thinking this, there was the sound of footsteps behind him.

He looked back and saw Xiao Kezhi sitting on a palanquin, his procession walking towards Feishuang Palace.