Chapter 16
Investigations were strict at this time in the capital . Emperor Yuan was not afraid since it was his territory, but Yan Ge’s injury was not well: "Your injury has just cracked . It’s not suitable to go out . Your wound just burst and it's not suitable for going out . It would be better for you to sleep in tonight . "
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Yan Ge tugged his sleeve: "I have waited the entire day for Your Majesty . It’s 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 . Your Majesty does not need to worry . ”
Emperor Yuan had just drunk the hangover soup and was mostly sobered up . Moreover, today was an awfully good day . After his coming of age ceremony, the ministers who used his age as an excuse to control the court now had to return their power back to him .
People tended to be in a good mood on happy occasions, and so after listening to Yan Ge’s words, he decided to go out of the palace .
He was rather curious to know where Yan Ge was going to take him .
Yan Ge's chest was injured, therefore Emperor Yuan was very low-profile and used a small carriage to leave the palace .
He and Yan Ge were crammed together . Although the space was tight, neither one minded .
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Emperor Yuan found that Yan Ge seemed to have no reaction even if he was close to her .
At first, he thought Yan Ge was shy, but after observing, he gradually realized that Yan Ge might regard herself as a man .
There seemed to be nothing wrong with two men being close together .
This awareness made Emperor Yuan feel terrible .
So he said tentatively sounded her out: "Zhen[I] was drunk earlier . You need not mind it . "
There was no way the average woman would not mind .
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Yan Ge was not average . As long as Emperor Yuan does not rub her hair, she doesn't mind even if they sleep together .
Consequently, when she heard Emperor Yuan’s sensible words, Yan Ge laughed: “You Majesty is not obliged to care . I too don’t mind . ”
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 back on it 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 delightful about it . He had long since been numb to these matters .
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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[me] if you feel indisposed later . "
Yan Ge tilted her head to look at him and could not understand how a man 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 and 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, does this not mean she has feelings for him as well?
Although Yan Ge’s palms had sword calluses, 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 . The hand Emperor Yuan used to hold her gradually began to sweat .
Yan Ge: “Your Majesty isn’t hot?”
Emperor Yuan: "Call may call me Qi’an when we’re out of the palace . ”
"Oh . " Yan Ge readily followed good advice: "Qi’an Xiong[brother], aren’t you hot holding my hand?”
He suddenly thought that his name sounded especially pleasant when it came out of her mouth .
He was somewhat hyper when he replied: "A bit . "