My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts-Chapter 516 - 174 Confession_3

"Why has Your Majesty suddenly come, and specifically gone to Political Economics?" A vice principal adjusted his glasses. "Has something happened in Political Economics?"

"No, everything on campus has been peaceful recently. The only big event was Sun Mulin’s promotional live stream yesterday." Lin You, known for being the quickest to learn about all campus happenings, took a deep breath upon hearing this and then quickly spoke.

The oldest vice principal among those present squinted and said seriously, "No matter what, we should go and have a look. We can’t let Your Majesty visit and be delayed in meeting us."

Out of respect and courtesy, those who could represent Blue Star University had to greet Chen Yin.

Lin You and his group hurried towards Political Economics, but Chen Yin had already swiftly found Miao Miao and taken her to a deserted place, instructing the mechanical soldiers to guard the area, keeping others at bay.

"Your Majesty?" Miao Miao had just finished a class and was still thinking about the lecture when she was suddenly taken by surprise as Chen Yin, who shouldn’t be here, pulled her away. She was bewildered, her tail behind her swaying in confusion.

Chen Yin, having prepared extensively, had been rehearsing what he wanted to say to Miao Miao even on the way there. He lowered his head slightly, avoiding Miao Miao’s gaze, and uttered the words he’d recited countless times in his mind: "Miao Miao, I came today because I have something to tell you."

"I..."

"You like me?" Miao Miao interrupted Chen Yin before he could continue, already seeing his feelings from his shy but determined expression. She furrowed her brows.

Chen Yin raised his head slightly surprised, meeting Miao Miao’s calm crimson-gold eyes. At that moment, he already knew the outcome of his confession today.

Miao Miao clearly didn’t like him back.

He failed.

Perhaps knowing the outcome beforehand or perhaps refusing to lose face, Chen Yin didn’t appear too disappointed. Instead, he smiled slightly, speaking softly, "Yes, I like you, ever since you saved me that day, but it’s not just because you saved me."

Miao Miao’s heart couldn’t remain entirely calm, as this was her first confession, and from the high-standing Chen Yin, the Empire’s monarch. But shock aside, her mind remained rational.

She didn’t reciprocate Chen Yin’s feelings, so she naturally had to refuse.

"I’m sorry, Your Majesty. I’ve never had such feelings for you." Miao Miao replied apologetically to Chen Yin, her hands clenching slightly around her books, "You’re so outstanding; you deserve someone better."

Miao Miao read many books, including those about life’s philosophies. She thought she often overthought things, became overly rational, but she didn’t see it as bad.

Chen Yin was the monarch of the Blue Star Empire. Though he couldn’t arbitrarily decide life and death, his words carried significant weight, and his status in the Empire was unparalleled.

Miao Miao closed her eyes, recalling things Du Xixi and others inadvertently mentioned before. She knew many Empires across the interstellar wanted to form alliances with Chen Yin, making her already clear mindset even clearer: "My life’s plan is to study well, to accompany Miss. Too many people covet that position by Your Majesty’s side, and I’m not one of them."

Chen Yin’s right hand had already clenched into a fist. With every word Miao Miao spoke, his grip tightened, and though he didn’t look down, he knew his manicured nails had already drawn blood from his palm.

Miao Miao’s keen sense of smell identified the blood immediately, but after observing Chen Yin’s right hand, she simply chuckled lightly, "I’m sorry to hurt Your Majesty, but this is my sincere thought. I don’t want to deceive you."

"I’m sorry, I need to return to my dorm." Miao Miao preferred to sound ruthless, so she turned to leave without hesitation. However, Chen Yin grabbed her arm, pulling her back.

"Miao Miao." Chen Yin’s right hand was already bleeding, yet he seemed oblivious, holding Miao Miao tightly with his left hand. He hesitantly spoke again, "I know you have no feelings for me. I expected this outcome before I came. But..."

Chen Yin rarely found himself at a loss for words, and this predicament was unusual for him. He gazed into Miao Miao’s clear eyes, trying to calm himself, yet his voice carried a hint of sobbing: "Can you give me a chance to pursue you?"

The breeze carried Chen Yin’s words to Miao Miao’s ears. She looked at him for a long time, her gaze unable to move from his slightly reddened eyes.

Her heart still felt nothing, but she couldn’t bear to reject him again. She heard herself say, "Okay."

Chen Yin licked his slightly dry lips, gently releasing Miao Miao, blinking away the tears that were about to fall from his eyes: "You should go back to your dorm. I’ll see you next time."