In the Name of Empress-Chapter 474 - 317: I Couldn’t Hold Back and Slapped Her_2

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Chapter 474: Chapter 317: I Couldn’t Hold Back and Slapped Her_2

After a long silence, she slowly said, "Go back immediately and reflect in seclusion, then write a letter of apology. Remember, it’s not for me; it’s for Sylph. You know how to write it."

Elaine slightly bowed her head and softly replied, "I understand."

The specially made red wine must not be mentioned, and there was no way to explain the altered letter, so I could only make up a reason and apologize sincerely.

Although an apology wouldn’t earn forgiveness, the attitude must be there.

She didn’t dare let these matters affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries.

Elaine slowly backed away. Just as she was about to leave the room, she suddenly stopped and softly asked:

"Miss, last night, you and..."

"Get out, get out now!" Alina’s face was burning hot, utterly furious as she hurried them off.

Elaine fled in embarrassment, and all her last bit of strength completely faded away. She collapsed limply into a chair, staring blankly at the ceiling, her mind a blank.

She was protecting Elaine.

Both slipping drugs into wine and altering letters were extremely serious matters.

Based on her understanding of Sylph, if this matter were discovered, Elaine would certainly not have a good outcome.

Some things simply can’t be hidden; it’s better to lay them bare.

If it really were disclosed, Sylph actually couldn’t lash out in anger.

Some things truly can’t be taken too seriously; if not taken seriously, it’s only half a pound, but if it is, it’s a ton and can’t be held back.

For the sake of diplomacy between the two countries, some things can only be turned a blind eye.

She was truly saving that fool Elaine; if she didn’t downplay the situation, Sylph might storm in and slap Elaine to death, leaving all the pressure on her.

Could she fall out with Sylph over a deceased information minister? No.

This is damned politics.

Alina supported herself to stand up, thinking about how her lingerie was on Roland last night, still making her heart uneasy.

Did she and Roland cross the line last night? Where did the scars and bruises on her body come from?

Of course, she could have a maid examine her body, but she didn’t want to.

It’s easy to have a body check, but can a maid keep a secret? Surely, you can’t resort to silencing them over this.

More contradictory was, what outcome did she want in her heart?

After thinking it over, Alina finally understood.

They just drank a little last night, and nothing happened.

This is the answer.

After all, she never intended to marry, so whether she remained a maiden was unimportant.

If something really had happened, just treat it as an untraceable spring dream.

With a clear mind, Alina finally regained her usual nonchalance. After changing into another set of clothes, she walked proudly towards Roland’s chambers.

What must be faced will always have to be faced.

...

What exactly happened last night?

Roland dazedly looked out the window, his bewildered eyes completely unfocused.

If nothing happened last night, why was Alina’s lingerie on him, while she wore nothing?

And then there was that damned bloodstain.

Although Alina had scars on her arms, the amount of blood on the lingerie and the injury on her arms seemed mismatched.

Could it be...

Roland’s heartbeat sounded like a crazed, high-speed deer.

A question flashed across his mind, what were his feelings for Alina?

Friend?

Bah! Roland cursed himself harshly.

No matter how good a friend, you don’t end up in bed exploring how to prolong life together.

Even if they were friends before, after last night, things changed. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Regardless of whether he actually did anything, Alina was indeed intimately engaged with him, sharing the same bed for an entire night.

Many girls in Jin Yuan Kingdom are romantic and passionate, fond of flings before marriage, but this did not include Alina.

Thinking of this, Roland’s head hurt more and more.

How should he face Alina if she insisted he take responsibility?

By then, the problem would become how to face Sylph.

He initially planned to use the shared life-and-death enthusiasm against Sofia to have Sylph accept Lisa. He hadn’t even brought up Lisa yet, and now there’s an additional Alina. Would Sylph agree?

When facing enemies, Roland is shrewd and resourceful, always with countless solutions.

However, this time, it’s not an enemy he’s facing; it’s a woman.

This is his knowledge blind spot.

As Roland dazed heavily, the door was pushed open, and Alina walked leisurely into the room in a floor-length gown.

Roland turned around, just in time to meet Alina’s gaze in the air.

Four eyes met, and for a moment, there were no words.

Time quietly flowed under the sunlight, and in an instant, they both remembered when they first met.

Roland switched to a smiling face and softly said, "I got drunk last night, and I..."

"I got drunk too, I don’t remember anything."

Alina said calmly, "I just had a maid examine me, and nothing happened. The court doctor also told me that a man can’t after drinking too much... In short, nothing happened."

Roland fell into silence.

Although he didn’t possess Insight, he still had the skill to read people and situations.

Alina’s gaze clearly had a hint of avoidance, and her blink rate was higher than usual.

It was clear she was lying.

Since she was lying, it indicated he crossed the line last night.

Transcendents are different from the ordinary; perhaps alcohol couldn’t prevent the blood from rushing madly to somewhere it shouldn’t go.

Thus, the bloodstains on the pink lingerie and the scars on Alina’s body could be explained.

"I’m sorry, I will take responsibility."

Although feeling guilt, though regretting the rashness of a first time, he didn’t want to evade.

He was at least fifty percent confident.

After all, Alina’s life had already been bonded to him through the Soul Blood Link.

After the war, I’ll have an open and honest talk with Sylph.

She will accept it.

Alina was taken aback, what would he be responsible for?

Perhaps thinking the previous statement was too ambiguous, Roland smiled and explained, "Our lives are already locked together. To be responsible for you is to be responsible for my life."