"And you, since you donât want to have anything to do with me, why did you actively approach me?"
"Use and discard? What, in your eyes, am I someone so casual? Someone you can flirt with and then run away without any responsibility?"
Yun Wanyao: "..."
His voice was warm and calm, yet filled with an undeniable accusation and resentment, making Yun Wanyao extremely awkward.
[Use and discard? Flirt and then run???]
[Whatâs going on?]
[The way he says it, it sounds like sister is some kind of heartless player?]
[Sister, although I believe you, I still want to ask, when you entered the palace that day, besides seducing the Emperor, you didnât do anything indescribable to him, right?]
[Otherwise, why would he be so desperate as to ignore his face as the Emperor and come knocking in the middle of the night asking for responsibility.]
[...]
Yun Wanyao: "..."
Itâs not like that, Iâm being wronged!!!
Listening to Yun Wanqingâs increasingly outrageous thoughts, Yun Wanyao couldnât help but blush, her toes curling awkwardly, wishing she could disappear on the spot.
Luckily, the room was so dark that she wasnât too embarrassed.
"I didnât..."
She gritted her teeth, very embarrassed to defend herself, but before she could say much, she was interrupted by a cold laugh.
"Didnât? Didnât actively approach me? Or didnât use and discard?"
Yun Wanyao: "..."
Well, but...
If using the Emperor to break off the engagement and then distancing herself counts as using and discarding, fine, she had no defense.
This matter seemed inexplicable.
"What? Nothing more to say? Werenât you so confident?"
He continued to laugh coldly, his voice haunting in the darkness.
[Yes, sister, why arenât you explaining? I still want to know if the Emperor is slandering you.]
[Could it be that you really used him and discarded him, just as the Emperor said???]
[No way, my invincibly beautiful sister, are you really switching tracks to play the heartbreaker?]
[Uh, itâs not that it canât be done, but the problem is, the target is someone we canât mess with, sister, maybe you should just sincerely apologize...]
Yun Wanyao: "..."
No, what did she do?
How did she become a heartbreaker?
Also, she really didnât use and discard the Emperor, donât slander her.
"Iâm sorry, Your Majesty, I know I was wrong..."
At this point, it seemed that whatever she said would only make things worse. Yun Wanyao bowed her head and apologized very resignedly, hoping to calm this matter and move on completely.
She planned well, but alas, the man wasnât buying it.
"Donât you get it? I didnât come to hear your apology, Yun Wanyao. In the world under heaven, no one can retreat unscathed after provoking me, and youâre no exception."
"Since you first approached me in the palace, whether you like it or not, you have to take responsibility for me, unless..."
He paused here, and Yun Wanyao eagerly asked.
"Unless what?"
"Heh, unless I donât need it..."
Yun Wanyao: "..."
If he didnât need it, then why would he show up in her room in the middle of the night?
Indeed, she was too naive to think she still had a chance to resist.
Before her thoughts could settle, his low voice continued.
"But I wonât not need it, so Yun Wanyao, youâre definitely responsible for this. Donât try to shake me off and ignore me, got it?"
[Wow, so shameless, I kind of like it...]
[He could have summoned you to the palace with an edict, yet he chose to climb over the wall in the middle of the night, which shows he does respect your wishes somewhat.]
[Sister, in my view, why donât you just go along with the Emperor?]
[Heâs handsome, has a great figure, looks that could beat 99.9% of men, plus he has wealth and power, and seems to be somewhat sincere with you, not a bad deal to give it a try with him.]
[Being at an age to explore relationships, a romance is nice, and instead of dating someone else, why not date the Emperor, whoâs an exceptionally handsome man?]
[Seeing such a handsome guy every day is a great gain.]
[And you know, if he changes his heart in the future, hmm hmm, sister, donât be too sad...]
[In the storyline, heâs a short-lived ghost, even though the plot has changed now, fixing this bug seems not at all difficult.]
[Just have sister coax him into eating something special, or I use a little trick, and we can make him die suddenly or fall into a deep sleep.]
[By then, whether sister wants to become the Empress, or adopt a child to rule as Empress Dowager, itâs no problem at all.]
[Of course, if sister could birth a Prince herself, even better, keep the child and be the master of the world, a definite super life winner, incredibly fantastic.]
[Ow, canât think about it anymore, if I think further, I canât help but want to do something...]
This inner monologue left Yun Wanyaoâs heart pounding wildly, her scalp tingling, her hands unconsciously clenching, and she almost stopped breathing.
How could the little sister have such audacious, outrageous thoughts?
Even thinking about offing the Emperor...
Though the little sister was just thinking, she still thought the idea was too crazy!!!
"Yun Wanyao, why donât you answer?"
Suddenly, a slightly displeased male voice echoed in her ears, and Yun Wanyaoâs whole body tensed as she quickly gathered her thoughts.
After a brief daze, she realized that she was so focused on listening to her sisterâs inner voice that she forgot to respond to the Emperor.
What did the Emperor say just now?
Oh, she remembered; he seemed to have asked if she understood.
"To the Emperor, this humble servant knows. Apologies, this humble servant was just considering it seriously."
Mo Yuanlin: "..."
Instinctively, he found it hard to believe her words, but upon hearing this response, he couldnât be bothered to argue with her too much.
Ignoring the latter part of her statement, he asked seriously, "Do you really know?"
"To the Emperor, this humble servant truly knows."
"Oh, then tell me, what do you know?"
He became interested, leaned slightly closer, and asked leisurely.
Yun Wanyao: "..."
She had already answered that she knew, so why ask again?
Thinking that Yun Wanqingâs spiritual power was still there, able to see everything happening here, she felt particularly ashamed, unable to speak certain words.
But regardless of the shame, she could not afford to ignore the Emperorâs question.
Therefore, she forced herself to suppress her shame and whispered, "The Emperor said that this humble servant should take responsibility and not attempt to get rid of the Emperor. This humble servant understands this point."
These words pleased him greatly, and he couldnât help but laugh softly.
"So, does this mean youâve decided to take responsibility for me?"
Did she have any other choice?
What capability did she have to repeatedly refuse the Emperor?
She should have understood long ago that from the moment she voluntarily entered the palace that night, she was entangled with him.
As he said, unless he no longer wanted her, she couldnât escape.
Whether it was the gifts Yun Wanye brought, the letter under the pillow, or his disregard for imperial dignity, climbing over the wall to enter her room in the middle of the night, all these were investments and efforts.
Perhaps, long ago, he had already regarded her as his possession.
Before encountering a clear rejection, he could continue to make efforts and tolerate her. But once faced with clear rejection or if she chose another, he would inevitably be unwilling to accept it.
At that time, no one could guarantee what he would do.
What other choices did she have?
Besides, her sister and Yun Wanyeâs words were not without reason.
The Emperor indeed had excellent qualities in all aspects, capable of overshadowing many men in any single regard, and he seemed to have a slight affection for her, which was indeed rare.
More importantly, as long as he was around, Mo Yuanhao couldnât cause any trouble.
Perhaps she really could give it a try.
After all, she had no one else she fancied, and the Emperor was the person both her sister and Yun Wanye collectively chose.
Her sister and Yun Wanye would never harm her.
Though Yun Wanye was cold and emotionless, selfish and ruthless, he would never personally push her into a fire pit.
The fact that he vigorously facilitated her relationship with the Emperor indicated that, at present, in his eyes, the Emperor could definitely be considered a good match.
As for the future, who could say for certain?
However, some things still needed clarification.
"Emperor, may this humble servant ask you a question first?"
He almost answered without hesitation, "Hmm, ask."
"One night seven years ago, the Emperor appeared silently in this humble servantâs room, intending to kill her. Why was that?"
Every time she thought about that night, she couldnât help but feel afraid.
It was terrifying!!!
Awakened from sleep due to suffocation, upon waking, the room was pitch black, only a vague shadow and hands on her neck.
She opened her mouth wide, gasping heavily, yet couldnât catch her breath.
Wanting to call for help, not a sound could be made.
Pain, fear, panic...
She was engulfed in a strong sense of impending death, and no matter how much she struggled, it was futile.
Nearing death, she chaotically felt a pendant, which was the token belonging to the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace.
She recognized the attackerâs identity, but felt no joy, only as if she had fallen into an icy abyss, shivering with coldness.
The Crown Prince wanted to kill her, but why?
No matter how hard she thought, she couldnât figure out what she had done to offend him so badly that he would not hesitate to come at midnight to kill her.
Later, for some unknown reason, he released her, and later he fainted, a Hidden Guard appeared, took him away, and warned her not to tell her parents about the incident.
She was very obedient, keeping silent all these years, never mentioning it to anyone.
However, she never forgot it, and every time she recalled it in the midnight dreams, she couldnât help but feel a wave of fear.
To this day, mentioning it to someone for the first time, her voice still trembled uncontrollably.
[Sisterâs expression makes my heart ache; she must have been terrified back then, right?]
[Blame that bastard Emperor, getting into twisted habits at such a young age, insisting on acting like some kind of psychopathic yandere. Near death, he even wanted to drag his beloved down with him, how ridiculous.]
[Did he even ask if she wanted to die with him?]
[Sigh, sister, I was wrong, I shouldnât have shipped you and the bastard Emperor in my heart.]
[So what if heâs handsome?]
[Being handsome doesnât justify being a tyrant!]