Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

For a moment, the hall became eerily quiet.

The person standing in the hall had his pupils dilated, and after he hissed in surprise, his mouth remained shut for a long time.

The white-haired old minister walked out of the line, holding his beard with his hand raised and lowered tremblingly, and it took a long time to finish a sentence.

"This...this...this goes against...goes against human ethics and morality!"

After he finished speaking, he let out a long sigh and almost couldn't catch his breath. He almost died in this hall.

Yuan Jing doesn't care what others think at all. The only person he cares about from beginning to end is Liu Yao.

He fixed his eyes on Liu Yao who was lowering his head, his hands nervously gripping the wooden armrests on both sides, his throat swallowing up and down, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The silence lasted for a long time without a sound. The air gradually became thicker with everyone's breathing, making it impossible to breathe.

Yuan Jing could hardly bear the inner struggle anymore and wanted to ask Liu Yao directly what he thought.

She suddenly raised her head, spoke in a loud voice, and her eyes pierced the person sitting in the high seat like a sharp sword.

"Your Majesty, please take back your order."

These seven short words struck Yuan Jing's heart, heavy and sharp.

He bit the soft flesh between his lips desperately, trying to swallow the bloody taste in his mouth, his voice was extremely cold.

"You should know that I am not joking. I have spoken my words, so how can I go back on my word?"

Yuan Jing thought of the tenderness she had shown when she mentioned Meng Huaisang just now, and his heart instantly became hard, not giving her any room to maneuver.

"Your Majesty, please take back your order."

Liu Qiao's eyelashes drooped slightly, and she sighed silently, but she still repeated what she had said before, without any intention of changing her decision.

Her spine was taut and straight, like a straight green bamboo, and it seemed that no matter what the situation was, she could not bend down or give in.

Yuan Jing was born with the pride of a royal family member and never bothered to force anyone.

But he was unwilling and unable to give up Liu Yao, so he could only keep a cold face and continue to deal with her.

"Liu Yao, do you know the consequences of disobeying the imperial decree?"

"I know."

These few simple words made the atmosphere even more solemn.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me."

"Okay, good job."

Yuan Jing slammed his hand heavily on the table. After saying these meaningless words, he did not speak again for a long time.

He glanced through the crown at His Highness's person.

The two men looked at each other, neither giving in, and everyone could see the other's firm attitude.

The solemn atmosphere remained deadlocked for a long time, and the silence in the hall was like the calm surface of the water, but that was only superficial calm.

At this moment, if anyone other than Liu Hao and Yuan Jing spoke out and broke the false calm, they would be dragged into an abyss without a bottom.

Your Highness's ministers originally wanted to express their opinions on the act of "making a man the queen", but now that the two sides are in a strong confrontation, they swallowed all their words.

We haven’t figured out the new emperor’s temper yet, and judging from his appearance, he doesn’t look easy to control.

Now they are very angry and they all wish they could hide themselves in the crowd to avoid being taken out on by others.

Even the white-haired old minister who came out at the beginning, seeing that the new emperor ignored him, moved his old arms and legs back to his original position.

It seemed like not much time had passed, yet it also seemed like a long time had passed.

Yuan Jing looked at Liu Yao who was kneeling on the cold floor tiles, his lips tightly pursed so that only a thin gap could be seen. Concern and anger kept going back and forth in his heart.

Finally, he propped up his head, closed his eyes, and spoke helplessly:

"Master Liu, please get up."

This was considered a concession, but Liu Hao had only one answer:

"Your Majesty, please take back your order."

Yuan Jing was angry and helpless. The other person was more persistent than him. What could he do? He didn't want to back down, but he couldn't continue to watch Liu Hao kneeling like this...

He waved his hand and signaled the eunuch beside him with his eyes.

The eunuch was a quick-witted man. He immediately understood the emperor's intention, flicked his whisk, and shouted in a shrill voice.

"Retreat~to~."

Yuan Jing also stood up and was about to leave.

The protagonist has left, and there is nothing you can do no matter how determined you are.

Liu Hao quickly called out to him:

"Your Majesty, I have something to say..."

It seems that delaying tactics are of no use to Liu Yao. She will definitely not give up until there is a definite result today.

He takes care of Meng Huaisang in every way, and shows concern for her in every way, but he never gives in to himself.

Yuan Jing was a little angry (jealous), and said "Come to the study room" and went to the back of the hall without looking back.

Liu Yao then stood up, rubbed his slightly aching knee, and followed the eunuch who came down specially to lead the way to the upper study.

Along the way, the eunuch was very attentive to Liu Yao.

Although he is a man, he is also the apple of His Majesty's eye and is almost going to be made the legitimate queen. It is always good to please him.

Liu Qiao heaved a sigh of relief only when she reached the door of the upper study. She was not used to the eunuchs' flattery.

Especially when I think about the reasons why he tries to please me, it is even more difficult to accept it.

"Your Majesty, Lord Liu has arrived."

Inside the house, someone went in and reported.

The next moment, Yuan Jing's voice returned to normal.

"Let her in."

The door of the upper study was pushed open from the inside. When Liu Yao walked down, the palace servants serving in the room retreated one by one, leaving only the two of them inside.

This scene inexplicably reminded her of their wedding night.

She twisted her fingertips to dispel the strange associations in her mind and was about to kneel down to pay her respects.

"Your Majesty——"

He was interrupted when he was halfway through kneeling down.

"No need to be polite, just sit down."

Liu Yao looked up and saw Yuan Jing sitting in the middle reviewing memorials. A wooden chair had been placed not far from where he was sitting.

When he said sit, he meant for her to sit here and chat.

Liu Yao didn't want to sit there. She wanted Yuan Jing to withdraw the imperial edict, so she had to be firm in her attitude so that Yuan Jing could see that she was not going to back down.

Even if repeatedly disobeying his words will make him angry, you still have to make your attitude clear.

"I will not sit down. Your Majesty, I have something to tell you."

Yuan Jing was not angry this time. After reviewing the memorials from his subordinates, he looked up and his tone was calm.

"If Lord Liu doesn't want to sit down, then there's no need to discuss some things."

Liu Hao had no choice but to sit on the wooden chair.

Not to mention, this wooden chair is spacious, and the seat is covered with some kind of fur cushion, which is very soft and comfortable.

It was a stark contrast to the cold, hard tiles before, and it felt like it was soothing the pain she had felt after kneeling for so long.

Liu Hao withdrew his fingers from the soft fur of the cushion and his expression became strange.

When I heard the decree in the hall, I was so anxious and flustered that I overlooked a very important issue:

What was the reason behind his issuing such an order?

Now the atmosphere became slightly harmonious. Liu Yao calmed down, thinking of the imperial edict and combining it with his considerate behavior at this time, she knew - Yuan Jing liked her.

Liu Hao's mood was very complicated. After sitting down, he thought about it again and again in his heart for a long time, and then politely refused:

"Your Majesty, I am a man."