Chapter 1552: The Regent Prince Dotes on Me Too Much, What Should I Do 21

The wound was shallow; after the imperial physician finished bandaging, he left Bihua Hall, and the palace maids quickly cleaned up the mess on the floor.

Everything seemed to have returned to as if Yun Xiao had never come, except for the bowl of lotus-seed soup that Jin Chen had taken a few sips of.

Xie Zhiwei still hadn't risen from Jin Chen's embrace, their cold, snake-like gaze lingered on the bowl of soup for a moment before they whispered, "Your Majesty, I'm hungry."

Jin Chen: "Let them serve the meal."

Jin Chen was about to speak, but saw Xie Zhiwei shaking their head while pulling at their sleeve, their pale white finger lightly touching the bowl of lotus-seed soup on the table.

That bowl of soup is getting cold…… fine, fine, fine, I'll let you drink it.

Jin Chen, really at a loss from that hesitant gaze, lifted the bowl and brought it to Xie Zhiwei's hand.

Xie Zhiwei didn't take it, but instead drank a few sips from Jin Chen's hand.

It tastes awful.

Xie Zhiwei tilted their head again, the tip of their tongue lightly brushing the lips that touched the bowl's rim, "Forget it."

Jin Chen: "……"

Still quite hard to serve.

Xie Zhiwei gently touched the back of the hand that had applied medicine, their jade-green pale white finger still stained with blood, the candlelight reflected in their pupils as they suddenly asked, "These past few days accompanying Your Majesty in discussing court affairs, why haven't I seen Noble Attendant Yu attending by your side?"

Jin Chen embraced Xie Zhiwei with one arm, Jin Chen's free hand picking up a memorial to read; hearing this, Jin Chen casually said, "Noble Attendant Yu is unwell and cannot attend."

Unwell?

Xie Zhiwei's eyes narrowed into a phoenix shape, their mood worsening, their cold and gorgeous countenance gaining a hint of gloom.

Xie Zhiwei turned in Jin Chen's embrace, fingertips hooking the collar and lightly teasing it, their tone like someone who'd been soaking in a vinegar jar for hundreds of years: "Your Majesty, you are indeed valiant."

Jin Chen stared at Xie Zhiwei blankly, not reacting for a moment.

Yu Huayao was the one Liu Feng beat up—why praise him as valiant…… valiant?

Jin Chen raised their brows slightly, couldn't help laughing, and flicked their finger to tickle Xie Zhiwei's chin, teasing, "Such words should be said by a consort, Young Royal Uncle, you're being overly concerned."

Xie Zhiwei let out a soft hum; hearing that teasing tone, they merely lowered their cold, jealous phoenix eyes, almost unable to bear asking what harm there would be in taking him into the inner palace.

But it can't be now.

Thinking of the officials yet to be settled and the divine medicine still not found, Xie Zhiwei's heart could never set down its great stone.

Xie Zhiwei sighed resentfully, leaning in Jin Chen's embrace and whispering softly, "If only it were really like that."

If it weren't for being the Regent Prince, but merely a harem noble attendant, who would need all those rules? Even vying for favor, no one could surpass them.

"Your Majesty... I'm feeling terrible." Xie Zhiwei lay against Jin Chen's embrace, the tip of their nose actually slightly red, as if they had suffered a great grievance.

"Does it hurt?" Jin Chen asked, pulling over Xie Zhiwei's hand and rubbing it through the cotton gauze, but got a negative reply; Xie Zhiwei shook their head and, like a snake, tightly wound themselves around Jin Chen, "My heart aches."

Jin Chen fell silent for a moment, "Young Royal Uncle."

They were just one step away from piercing the window paper, but the one who was still reluctant was Xie Zhiwei.

At that moment hearing Jin Chen's slightly stern low call, Xie Zhiwei's eyes reddened, and they suddenly let out a muffled groan almost unbearable to endure: "Don't say…… don't say."

"Your Majesty, I have a name……"

"Zhiwei."

Jin Chen naturally used that form of address; their low voice, no longer childish, completely separated Xie Zhiwei from the former child emperor in Xie Zhiwei's heart.

Xie Zhiwei searched around on Jin Chen's body, took out a handkerchief, and stuffed it into their own embrace.

"Soon, Your Majesty." Xie Zhiwei wrapped their arms around Jin Chen's neck, their eyelids trembling as their skin touched, "Once I settle the last few matters, will you take me into the inner palace?"

"Good."

Jin Chen gently stroked Xie Zhiwei's nape, after a while lifted their chin, gazing into Xie Zhiwei's misty, narrow phoenix eyes, like a dark, damp forest after a heavy rain—dangerous yet moist and gorgeous.

When their lips met, Xie Zhiwei's body trembled uncontrollably, clinging to Jin Chen like long-awaited rain after a drought, unwilling to let go.

"All right," Jin Chen withdrew from the kiss, coaxing Xie Zhiwei to rise, "It's time to serve the midday meal; this afternoon we still have to meet the officials in the Imperial Study for the ceremony, don't we?"

"No."

Xie Zhiwei knelt on Jin Chen's lap, their disheveled hair falling with the dropped jade crown, soft as boneless, they wound themselves around again, lips slightly parted as they kissed and rubbed against Jin Chen's neck, their slim waist going limp.

"Your Majesty……"

Like a bewitching beauty exhaling like orchids, their lustrous red lips lightly brushed Jin Chen's earlobe, "Don't leave me at this moment."

Jin Chen hissed, pressing down on Xie Zhiwei's back with a hint of danger, their eyes deep.

"You aren't not wanting to……" "Not the same."

Xie Zhiwei pressed close to Jin Chen's neck, shaking their head, their black hair sticky and clinging to the scorching cheek, "A power-hungry minister, it's only natural to wreak havoc on the court."

Jin Chen: "……"

What a power-hungry minister.

Jin Chen pressed Xie Zhiwei down, their fingertip lightly stroking Xie Zhiwei's lips, so red they seemed about to bleed, "Young Royal Uncle, why not try it yourself to see if I am valiant?"

……

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +10, total 80!】

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -10, total 63!】

The several loyal officials who had waited three hours in the Imperial Study were puzzled, but upon seeing Your Majesty and the Regent Prince enter, they were not as usual—one overly cold, the other too timid.

The loyal officials were delighted from the bottom of their hearts! They cheerfully went up to speak about the recent most important matters in court.

Jin Chen listened while quietly reaching around to the waist of Xie Zhiwei, who sat beside them in the same row, letting them lean slightly, and also giving a press.

Xie Zhiwei's face was stern and cold, but though their gaze toward Jin Chen showed no trace, it held a hint of reproach, as if blaming Jin Chen for being absent-minded.

Jin Chen returned with a smile.