Quick Wear: Boss, please stop being so high

Just for a seemingly plausible statement, he was ready to risk his life without asking for anything in return.

Ling Hanxiao suddenly lost all his strength and fell to the ground in despair.

The empress subconsciously wanted to reach out and support Ling Hanxiao, but Ling Hanxiao slapped her hand away.

The empress did not mind Ling Hanxiao's overstepping behavior. She looked at Ling Hanxiao, pursed her lips and said, "If you are willing, I can adopt you as my adopted son... You will enjoy the same treatment as other princes and princesses."

Ling Hanxiao shook his head with a tired look on his face and said, "No need... I'm tired."

The empress was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Then do you need anything?"

Hearing the question from the empress, Ling Hanxiao was also stunned for a moment, then he chuckled and said, "Why? If I want your position, will you give it to me?"

After hearing Ling Hanxiao's words, the empress did not refuse immediately, but fell into deep thought.

Seeing the Empress like this, Ling Hanxiao, who had been unmoved, suddenly froze. He looked at the Empress with uncertainty and said unnaturally:

"What's your reaction?! Are you really taking it seriously?!"

The empress raised her head with a serious expression, looked at him and said, "Why not? As long as you care about the people and treat loyal officials and generals well, it is not impossible for me to give this position to you."

Ling Hanxiao looked at the empress in disbelief and said, "Your Majesty, but I am a man!"

The empress frowned and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with the man?"

Ling Hanxiao was speechless and looked at the empress with a blank face.

The empress looked at the moonlight outside the window, a trace of nostalgia flashed across her eyes as she said:

"Back then, your father...always told me that whoever said men were inferior to women, he wanted to break this fixed mindset. He wanted to become the first man in the history of the martial arts world to become the leader of the martial arts world, in order to prove that men were no worse than women."

“He did a great job and was successful.”

The empress smiled gently. She clearly spoke in a very casual tone, but for some reason, as Ling Hanxiao listened, he suddenly felt like crying.

He raised his head, looked at the empress's profile and said, "Your Majesty, I want to ask you a question."

The empress was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and said, "What's the problem? Just ask directly."

Ling Hanxiao nodded, then stared into the empress's eyes and asked, "Do you want to kill the little princess?"

The empress subconsciously frowned, then turned around, looked at Ling Hanxiao and asked: "Why do you suddenly ask this? Who told you?"

When Ling Hanxiao saw the empress's reaction, his heart instantly sank.

He murmured, "Are you really going to do something to His Highness? Why!"

The empress looked at Ling Hanxiao's reaction and soon understood something. She asked tentatively: "Child... do you like Xiaoxue?"

Ling Hanxiao did not hide anything. He looked at the empress for a long while before answering, "Well... my name is Ling Hanxiao."

The empress was stunned for a moment, then realized that Ling Hanxiao was introducing himself, so she smiled and said, “My name is Fan Ziyue, your… uncle-master.”

Ling Hanxiao hummed softly, neither objecting nor rejecting their closeness, but he still stubbornly wanted to get an answer.

The answer to why Fan Ziyue wanted to kill Fan Yingxue.

Fan Ziyue looked at the light in Ling Hanxiao's eyes for a long while before turning her head away and said, "Are you sure... do you really want to know the answer?"

Ling Hanxiao frowned, not understanding why Fan Ziyue kept asking so emphatically.

Fan Ziyue seemed to have noticed Ling Hanxiao's stubborn gaze. She sighed helplessly, raised her head, looked at the bright moonlight outside the window and said:

"What if I say that the "Fan Yingxue" you know now... is actually a fake, and she is not my child?"

Ling Hanxiao was stunned. Perhaps it was because Fan Ziyue's words contained too much information, or perhaps he subconsciously did not want to believe Fan Ziyue's words, so he did not react for a moment.

When Ling Hanxiao came to his senses, his first reaction was disbelief. This was impossible and really ridiculous, wasn't it?

How could he not even be able to tell who was sleeping next to him? !

However, in response to his disbelief and rebuttal, Fan Ziyue simply turned around, looked at him indifferently, and said nothing.

Ling Hanxiao suddenly got an answer from Fan Ziyue's eyes - everything she said was true.

"clatter--"

——What’s that sound?

Ling Hanxiao was a little confused.

——Is there anyone coming?

Just when Ling Hanxiao was wondering, "Why are there more people here? Are they here to assassinate Fan Ziyue too?"

But suddenly, a light yellow handkerchief appeared in front of me.

Ling Hanxiao looked up blankly, and heard Fan Ziyue sigh and say, "Wipe your tears..."

Ling Hanxiao was stunned. He raised his hand, but did not take the handkerchief. Instead, he touched his face. Then, with some doubt in his eyes, he asked, "Am I... crying?"

"Ah."

Fan Ziyue hummed, then handed the handkerchief to Ling Hanxiao again and said, "I still have something to say to you. Are you... okay?"

Ling Hanxiao pursed his lips, took Fan Ziyue's handkerchief, wiped his tears and said: "Just say it... I should be quite calm now."

Fan Ziyue looked at his red eyes and did not reveal the fact that he was not in a peaceful mood.

Fan Ziyue sat down at the coffee table beside her and waved her hand, motioning Ling Hanxiao to come and sit down as well.

Ling Hanxiao hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat opposite Fan Ziyue.

Fan Ziyue likes to drink tea. When she was traveling in the past, she liked to drink black tea because black tea has a strong aroma and a mellow taste.

But after returning to the palace and sitting in this lonely position, she began to like black tea. It might be because the aroma of black tea was more mellow, or perhaps because black tea had a faint medicinal aroma.

But...Fan Ziyue glanced at Ling Hanxiao, who was sitting opposite her with red eyes, and silently changed the black tea in her hand to green tea, or oolong tea.

The first feeling one gets when drinking oolong tea is bitterness, but after savoring it, there is a faint sweetness. This taste of first bitter then sweet suddenly makes Ling Hanxiao feel a little better.

He pursed his lips, put down the teacup in his hand, raised his head and looked at Fan Ziyue and said: ...