Chapter 970: I've imprisoned the Empress—how to break this! 23

The attendant never expected the Empress to be interested in this matter either, "I don't know, I only heard the servants mention it, saying he is a tall man, and Shao Liangjun is quite familiar with him."

Speaking, he seemed to feel a lingering fear, patted his chest, sat beside Jin Chen, and was almost about to climb onto his shoulder.

"Your Majesty… you must handle this matter well, otherwise in the future when I, your servant, go for a stroll in the Imperial Garden, I will be trembling with fear."

Jin Chen did not stop him from saying this; in fact, he also wanted Wen Zhiheng to know.

Being able to hook up with Shao Chun's guard, Wen Zhiheng would surely be able to guess directly that it is the tyrant.

Jin Chen hummed, "It should be managed; I actually didn't know there were such audacious servants in the palace."

Seeing him respond, the attendant's beautiful face lit up with an unstoppable smile, and she poured a cup of wine.

Wen Zhiheng set down his tea cup, narrowed his eyes and clenched his sleeves, his thoughts complex and uneasy.

On one hand, he felt that person's actions were truly risky; if discovered, it would certainly cause trouble.

On the other hand, he seemed to sigh in relief; if this matter were discovered, it would have nothing to do with him from start to finish, and even if Jin Chen found out…… he might not blame him.

Thinking this way, his pensive expression became more obvious, falling into Jin Chen's eyes, who thought he was worrying about the tyrant, and thus grew angrier.

Jin Chen, feeling stifled, took the wine the attendant offered and gulped a mouthful, his resentment rising uncontrollably.

Why should I still care about that fool?

Why not tell him the truth?

"Your Majesty…"

Seeing him accept the wine, the attendant ought to have been pleased, but Jin Chen's sudden cold face frightened her, and she instinctively let out a soft call.

"Look at you, why bring up this matter out of the blue? How inauspicious. Your Majesty, take a look at the Second Princess; she came specially today to see you."

The Worthy Noble Minister immediately took up the conversation, giving a push to the little niece standing beside her.

The little girl, dressed all in pink, ran quickly toward Jin Chen, looked up and spoke in a childish voice, "Imperial Uncle, please don't be angry."

Jin Chen rubbed his forehead, finding the crowd's chatter only added to his annoyance; hearing the Little Princess's words, he silently thought, 'Making you a princess is not my doing.'

When this thought arose, he froze slightly, then suddenly sat upright.

"Host, are you dissociating from this plot memory? But this character exists because of you, you are…"

"I am not."

Jin Chen immediately denied it.

Thinking of the tyrant's deeds still occurring in the palace, Jin Chen's sense of disunity grew stronger.

"No matter how other worlds are, I can never merge with the original self in this world."

Perhaps the original self and the world's consciousness are also at work, but this is not a good thing.

If unable to merge, the soul will gradually reject the body; at that point, either he will forcibly control the world's consciousness, or he will be expelled.

"Stay calm, stay calm."

0731 began knocking on the wooden fish for him in the space.

Jin Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and his head hurt even more.

Wen Zhiheng watched as Jin Chen was gradually surrounded by the attendant, with offspring at his knees, and the surprise he had just felt upon learning that matter gradually turned sour.

He lifted his gaze to look at Jin Chen; even if these feelings were genuine, they would not be the only ones.

Regardless of who he is, at this moment he is the emperor, and it is necessary to have a harem to sustain the emperor of the previous dynasty.

Wen Zhiheng pressed his lips, narrowed his eyes, and remained silent.

The pleasant atmosphere between the two just moments ago gradually cooled.

Jin Chen really did not want to deal with so many people, lowered his eyes, took a sip of wine, and waved his hand coldly.

"All of you, retreat; the autumn chrysanthemums and maple leaves in the Imperial Garden are blooming nicely, there's no need to guard this pavilion."

The young lord who first approached him was unwilling to just give up, acting coy and not wanting to leave, drawing ever closer to Jin Chen, resembling the Huakui of the building.

Wen Zhiheng frowned and admonished, "As an attendant, one must restrain oneself and observe propriety, not overstep one's station."

The young lord, inexplicably reprimanded, unwilling to accept it, bit his lip, had to stand straight, and muttered a complaint, "Her Highness the Empress, I, your servant, actually want to ask you: it's been so long that we haven't been allowed to serve the Emperor in his bed."

"If he occupies the Emperor every night and outsiders find out, wouldn't they say the Empress is jealous?"

Jin Chen chuckled lowly, his tone giving no hint of emotion, "Nightly occupation, that actually reminds me."

Let alone sharing a bed, he has never even climbed onto Huai Feng's bedchamber bed!

Jin Chen felt stifled and angry.

That laugh made Wen Zhiheng's face turn pale; he turned his head aside and coughed lightly a few times, feeling ever more uneasy.

"This matter…… Your Majesty should choose a partner at night."

"What's there to choose? This has nothing to do with you."

Seeing Wen Zhiheng's complexion worsen, Jin Chen's heart tightened; his stifled emotion turned into heartache, and he dared not say more.

"Hurry up and withdraw for me; whoever dares to mention this again will be thrown out of the palace!"

Jin Chen hurriedly drove the others away; anyway, today's purpose of letting Wen Zhiheng know about the tyrant's affair has been achieved.

But we cannot let Wen Zhiheng be hurt at will.

"Huai Feng, I just…" "Your Majesty."

Wen Zhiheng spoke first, pursing the corners of his lips, appearing quite cautious, yet upon closer listening, a hint of grievance could be heard.

"Your Majesty, do you think my nature is strange?"

"No."

Jin Chen pulled him over, had him sit embracing his legs, and domineeringly tightened his hold around the waist.

"I was just angry, I spoke without restraint."

"I won't look for someone to share a bed; the person I favor is Huai Feng, how could I go look for someone else?"

Wen Zhiheng seemed able to guess why he was angry.

Regarding the matter of another person, they already had a tacit understanding between them, only waiting for him himself to pierce this layer of paper.

But Wen Zhiheng still avoided the topic, leaning against Jin Chen's chest, also slowly returning the embrace, his tone soft and spoiled.

"But you are Your Majesty, how could you…?" "Why not?"

Jin Chen didn't want to hear such persuasion at all, directly covered Wen Zhiheng's mouth, his tone muffled.

"You clearly know, if you mind this, I can not be the emperor."

"In short, if Huai Feng still wants to push me out, then I..."

Jin Chen thought for a moment, then firmly said: "Then I will leave."

As for where this departure would go, Jin Chen didn't say, but it was enough to make Wen Zhiheng's heart tighten, giving rise to a nervousness and helplessness never before experienced.

"Don't."

He pulled open Jin Chen's hand covering his face with both hands, his cold, handsome face losing composure, the corner of his mouth unconsciously pressing straight, "You can't leave."

Hearing this, Jin Chen was pleased, but his face remained stern: "Then Huai Feng, promise me you won't call me Your Majesty anymore, and you're not allowed to constantly think about letting others come to serve in bed."

Wen Zhiheng stared at him, his familiar peach-blossom eyes clearly visible, yet the emotion expressed was completely different.

At this moment, Wen Zhiheng could probably understand what he truly wanted.

He followed his heart, slowly nodding.

"Subject... I understand."

Wen Zhiheng's throat tightened slightly, he actively wrapped his arms around Jin Chen's neck, offered a kiss, his earlobes already red to the point of dripping blood.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -10, total 65!】

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value 10, total 45!】

【Warning! Protagonist Happy Ending Progress: -15】

After the kiss, Jin Chen held the breathless Wen Zhiheng, slowly patting his back to regulate his qi, his brow lifting in doubt.

How come the happy ending progress is going the opposite way?