Chapter Twenty-Two
Bo Chi blinked, and then blinked again.
Faced with Yu Zhao’s heartfelt confession, her first reaction was not to explain, but to ask curiously, full of a thirst for knowledge: “Are you jealous this time?”
Yu Zhao’s body stiffened, then she closed her eyes, as if finally willing to face her inner feelings, and said hoarsely: “Yes, I am jealous.”
“I… like the princess.” She opened her eyes again, and her eyes were no longer as cold and clear as before, but rather like an outsider dragged into the mortal world, filled with the entanglements of love and desire that she had never experienced in the first half of her life: “It’s the kind of love at first sight.”
“Whoa.” Bo Chi recalled, but couldn’t remember any unusual reaction from Yu Zhao when they first met, and couldn’t help but marvel: “Then you’re pretty good at hiding it.”
Yu Zhao: “…That’s not the point.”
She pressed down on Bo Chi’s little head, forcing the girl to answer the question properly, and not to think about irrelevant things: “What about the princess? Is it also love at first sight, so you want to marry this humble official, or is it your habit to speak sweet words, treating everyone equally?”
Bo Chi felt that her character was being underestimated, and said indignantly: “What do you mean by treating everyone equally? From beginning to end, you’re the only one in my heart and eyes! Not to mention Ke Hui, even if Li Hui and Zhou Hui were added together, I would still firmly choose you!”
——After all, those people had no grudges against her, only Yu Zhao had bullied her.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Bo Chi was very serious about precise targeting, so her tone was firm and unwavering, making Yu Zhao stunned for a long time. It took her a while to tremble her eyelashes, come back to her senses, and say: “Princess…”
“Hmm?” Bo Chi tilted her head to look at her, seeing her fair face flushed, her eyes burning as if she wanted to swallow her whole, she immediately understood and said: “I understand, you want a kiss, right?”
The little princess raised her head as usual, and obediently closed her eyes: “Kiss me.”
The private room fell silent, and the air flowed with an atmosphere that made people blush and their hearts beat faster.
However, although the breath sprayed on her cheeks was hot and scorching, the familiar kiss never landed.
Yu Zhao looked away in embarrassment. Only when she couldn’t control her feelings did she remember her secret, and had to find a hoarse and hasty excuse: “Princess, this is against propriety.”
Bo Chi opened her eyes in confusion, thinking that they had done even more outrageous things, so how could a kiss be against propriety now?
She was puzzled and confused, thought for a moment, and asked seriously: “Are you… unable?”
Yu Zhao: “……..”
Bo Chi understood, and comforted her: “It’s okay if you’re unable, it’s just the right time for me to—”
Before she could finish speaking, Bo Chi was fiercely silenced by Yu Zhao, whose blood had rushed to her head.
Yu Zhao used actions to prove that she was able, very able, and especially veryy able.
After the kiss ended, Bo Chi leaned against the door, her legs still weak. Her clear almond eyes were covered by a misty spring haze, her red lips were moist and slightly swollen, and her whole body exuded the aura of someone who had been loved.
Yu Zhao didn’t dare to look closely, and forcibly stabilized her disordered breathing. When she calmed down, she felt both regretful and a craving for more, and could only say softly: “This minister has offended the princess, please punish me.”
Bo Chi hummed, her body was so soft that she couldn’t muster any strength, she shook her head and said indifferently: “It’s okay, it’s not our first time…”
“Hmm?” Yu Zhao looked at her in surprise.
Bo Chi realized that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly tried to smooth things over: “I, I often dream, dream that we are so intimate.”
Yu Zhao was stunned, thought deeply for a moment, and felt that her heart, which had calmed down, was on the verge of losing control again. Her cooled brain heated up again, and she couldn’t help but want to take the alluring little princess right then and there.
No.
She couldn’t do that.
Yu Zhao almost exhausted all her self-control, and retreated two steps, reining herself in at the last moment: “Since the princess says she won’t marry Ke Hui, then this minister believes it. Ke Hui’s wife and children have already settled down in the capital. This minister will go and continue to interrogate them, and will take my leave first.”
Bo Chi nodded, and was about to say a few more words, but her red lips parted slightly, and before her voice could come out, she saw Yu Zhao open the window and jump down without hesitation… jump down… jump…
Bo Chi: “???”
Was she that scary?
Or was it that being a general was just that wild, not taking the usual path?
The bewildered Bo Chi was struck, and was doubting her life on the way back to the palace with Chun Yuan.
Chun Yuan saw her in a daze, and poured a cup of tea to comfort her: “Princess, don’t worry. The Young General is loyal and devoted, everyone can see it. The Emperor will not doubt the general’s loyalty because of a few words from the Left Prime Minister.”
Bo Chi held the jade cup and looked up in confusion: “Huh?”
Chun Yuan was stunned: “Weren’t you worried about the Young General?”
“…It’s related to him(her), but not what you’re talking about.” Bo Chi perked up and asked seriously: “Repeat what the Left Prime Minister said in detail.”
Chun Yuan spoke honestly.
The matter was not complicated. The Left Prime Minister was the head of the civil officials, and had always been at odds with the military officials.
Yu Zhao was young and stood shoulder to shoulder with him in the court, which inevitably made people uncomfortable.
In addition, the Emperor’s recent attitude towards Yu Zhao was neither cold nor hot. These court officials, whose minds were more intricate than a sieve, seized the opportunity and tried to use military power as a starting point to make the Emperor more wary, and thus reject Yu Zhao.
Everyone knew what the consequences would be for a minister rejected by the Emperor.
Fortunately, the current Emperor had no talent, but he was still kind. He did not listen to the Left Prime Minister’s words, and directly retired from the court and returned to the Imperial Study.
But once this opening was made, outsiders inevitably speculated more, and various rumors spread everywhere for a time, which unexpectedly suppressed the ‘infatuated Number One Scholar admires the princess’ gossip.
Bo Chi frowned and thought, knowing that if the situation continued to develop, it would definitely be like what was written in the plot – Yu Zhao would be suspended from her post and stay at home, and finally, because of the mixed company in the mansion, her female identity would be discovered.
In order to avoid this accident, Bo Chi suddenly got up, lifted her skirt, and walked towards the Imperial Study.
She was the Emperor’s most beloved little princess, and also the legitimate daughter of the main palace, with a noble and prominent status. She easily met the Emperor, who did not see outsiders.
The Emperor was drinking tea. Seeing her come in, he put down the cup, his furrowed brows relaxed, and he showed a gentle smile: “My little Eleventh, why do you have time to see your father today?”
Bo Chi saluted respectfully, and when she got up, she showed a shy smile: “Father, the hunting season will be here soon. Your daughter wants to hunt a tiger for you, so I came to ask for a favor.”
She had thin arms and legs, yet she wanted to hunt a tiger.
When the Emperor first heard this, he almost laughed out loud. He barely suppressed it, and decided to maintain his daughter’s self-esteem: “I am very happy that you have this intention. Tell me, what favor do you want?”
Bo Chi blinked: “Your daughter wants a teacher to teach me how to ride and hunt.”
The Emperor nodded: “That’s good. Staying in the boudoir for too long can easily weaken the body. It’s good to move around more. Do you have a teacher in mind? Or should I choose a good one for you?”
Bo Chi pursed her lips, deliberately showing a girl’s shy expression, contrary to the little princess’s usual arrogant persona, and said in a soft voice: “Your daughter wants Yu Zhao.”
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