The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me-Chapter 163 - : Relieving Boredom
Chapter 163: Chapter 163: Relieving Boredom
“Let’s go quickly.”
Han Chen saw Sang Yan standing there in a daze and urged her in a low voice, fearing she might cause more trouble.
Sang Yan suppressed the tears in her eyes and had no choice but to keep walking.
She couldn’t show the slightest sign of distress.
Han Chen had been with Qi Jiu for a long time, his vigilance sharpened by constant exposure.
She must not let him detect anything unusual.
The two brushed past each other.
That was the very person who haunted his dreams!
How much He Ying wanted to throw caution to the wind and hold her in his arms!
His treasured one, so carelessly disregarded by others.
His heart ached with both sorrow and rage.
Having found her, how could he let her face the world alone?
He Ying’s gaze shifted, glancing toward Fengming Pavilion, where the chaos of extinguishing fires meant no one noticed him. Seizing the moment, he slipped away unnoticed and followed behind Han Chen’s group of guards.
Passing through a corridor, he found the perfect angle to obstruct the view.
He raised his hand and struck down the last man in the line, taking his place.
In the front was his Ah Yan, whose scolding could still be heard occasionally.
“If I don’t see Mr. Jiu, then I won’t see him, keep urging me and see if I won’t make you regret it!”
Her voice, petulant and haughty.
Never tiring to hear.
Yet the meaning of her words soured his heart: If Qi Jiu kept her under such tight control, it surely wasn’t just to threaten him. Dammit! Qi Jiu, for the hatred of stealing a wife, I will kill you!
Lost in his turbulent thoughts.
Before long, the group arrived at the entrance of Chonghua Palace.
“Please, Miss Sang, go inside.”
Han Chen stood at the doorway, impatient and icy cold, “Once Mr. Jiu is free, he will naturally come to see you. I will stand guard at the door, ready to listen to your commands. However, should there be another fire, I’m not sure if Miss Sang will be as lucky as this time.”
It was a warning.
Telling her not to play any more fire-setting tricks.
Sang Yan was fearless, her eyes cold, “Then I shall trouble you.”
Then, in front of Han Chen, she shut the door with a ‘snap’.
Completely blocking the outside view.
With her back against the door, Sang Yan covered her mouth and cried out in agitation.
She had just seen him—He Ying was outside! He had actually blended in with the guards!
Her heart was a mix of joy, anxiety, and urgency.
How she longed to see him!
So very much!
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But Han Chen was outside!
Sang Yan bit the back of her hand, enduring for a while, but she still wanted to see him.
What could she do?
After pacing around the room a few times, she opened the door.
Han Chen was standing right outside.
When he saw Sang Yan opening the door, his brow furrowed, his face filled with impatience, “What is it this time?”
Without saying a word, Sang Yan first gave him a friendly smile.
But seeing her smile only soured Han Chen’s expression further.
His intuition warned him that this woman was up to something.
Sure enough.
“I’m so bored by myself, get a couple of people to keep me entertained.”
“Not possible. Stay put in the palace. Don’t think about anything else.”
Han Chen refused without a second thought.
Sang Yan’s heart rushed, but her face showed no sign, speaking calmly, “What’s the hurry? I’m not asking for outsiders, just pick two of your guards to chat with me. If you’re worried, leave the door open.”
Han Chen felt a surge of suspicion.
He had assumed Sang Yan wanted to find someone else, not realizing she meant his guards.
Why would she especially ask for his guards?
He sensed she was up to something.
“What are you afraid of? I’m letting you keep the door open. I’m truly just bored. I’m dying of boredom here. Just find two nice young men to chat with. If you don’t agree, I can’t guarantee I won’t get bored and play with fire again.”
She was threatening him too.
Han Chen furrowed his eyebrows in thought, deciding after a moment to see what trick she intended to play.
“You can choose for yourself. But I must make it clear upfront, the door must remain open.”
He was actually afraid she might seduce those guards into doing something preposterous.
Yet, inexplicably, he wanted her to try seducing them.
Perhaps if she really went through with it, Mr. Jiu would see her lewd nature and grow disgusted with her.
Sang Yan was unaware of his thoughts. Seeing that he had given in, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, “No problem.”
She suppressed her excitement, walked slowly to the group of guards, and immediately spotted He Ying.
He had lost weight, his skin was pale, and he looked weak.
What was going on?
Was he sick?
Her fingernails dug into her palms.
Using the pain to calm herself, Sang Yan withdrew her gaze and nonchalantly pointed at two men: “You, and you.”
Both were young and handsome.
He Ying was among them.
“Just the two of them,” she said,
looking toward Han Chen.
Han Chen glanced at them, noting that they both looked appealing, which coincided with his previous thoughts.
This woman also has a thirst for men!
He didn’t stop her: “Go ahead.”
Anyway, with the door open, he was curious to see what tricks this woman was planning to play.
He Ying and another guard entered Chonghua Palace.
He lowered his head, trying his best to minimize his presence.
Sang Yan sat on the soft couch, even taking a folding fan in hand, feigning utmost boredom. She began by yawning behind her hand and then slowly said, “Your Mr. Jiu has been busy up until now and has not returned; it seems the action will be tonight. You really are audacious, daring to follow a down-and-out Beiqi Prince in his reckless schemes! Have you ever considered what would happen if you truly helped him assassinate Emperor Da He?”
She directed her question to the other guard.
Hearing her words, the guard immediately broke out in a cold sweat: How could he dare to respond?
On the other hand, He Ying furrowed his brows: Was Ah Yan casually asking questions to pass him a message?
So, Qi Jiu was planning to take action tonight!
And she knew that Qi Jiu was the deposed Prince from Beiqi!
Han Chen did not expect Sang Yan to speak on these matters. He walked in, his face showing displeasure, “Miss Sang, this is not something you should concern yourself with.”
“Not something I should concern myself with?”
Sang Yan straightened up, stared at Han Chen, and scoffed coldly, “I am the Empress Da He. You people murder Da He’s people and harbor ill intentions towards my husband. Are you saying this isn’t of my concern?”
Han Chen choked for a moment but did not back down, countering, “Miss Sang, you’re presuming the title of Empress Da He too early. As far as I’m aware, you and Emperor Da He haven’t even had your grand wedding yet! Even if you had, what of it? Mr. Jiu says, once Emperor Da He dies, you’ll still be an unwed woman.”
Sang Yan: “…”
Once again, she was astounded by Qi Jiu’s shamelessness.
Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at He Ying, who now had his fists clenched tightly.
Fearing he might act impulsively, she quickly changed the subject: “I wasn’t asking you, so don’t butt in.”
Ignoring Han Chen, she turned to the guard and continued, “It’s getting late, and there’s still no word; has your Mr. Jiu’s plan failed by any chance?”
“Miss Sang, please be careful with your words.”
The guard’s face tensed up, clearly frightened by Sang Yan’s remarks.
Turning to He Ying, her gaze burned with intensity, “No matter what happens to Da He, in life, I am a person of Da He; in death, I am Da He’s ghost! You think using me to threaten Da He is only a fool’s dream!”
He Ying looked at her tenderly, his heart a tangle of emotions: She was indirectly telling him not to lose his composure because of her! She would never allow herself to be used as a pawn to threaten Da He!
“Miss Sang, we lowly ones don’t understand these matters,”
the guard pretended to be clueless.
He dared not say more, first for fear of speaking out of turn, and second for fear of offending Mr. Jiu’s esteemed guest.
Alas, with so many guards available, why did she choose him?
“You don’t understand, eh? Never mind, I’ll find someone who does.”
Feigning disinterest, Sang Yan shook her head and approached Han Chen, “Are you not curious about the situation on Mr. Jiu’s end? Aren’t you worried about him? If something happens to him, and your protection fails, it’ll be too late for regrets.”
She tempted Han Chen to go protect Qi Jiu: “Why don’t we… go take a look together?”
“I’ll thank Miss Sang on behalf of Mr. Jiu for your concern. But Mr. Jiu has said, I just need to watch you closely; nothing else concerns me,” Han Chen replied, rapidly running out of patience. Realizing she was either trying to relieve boredom or provoke a reaction, he spoke authoritatively, “You two, get out.”
“Yes!”
He Ying and the other guard answered in unison.
The pair was just about to leave—
“Hold on!”
Han Chen raised his hand authoritatively and swiftly approached He Ying, scrutinizing him: This man’s face was too unfamiliar!
“What’s your name? Which guard battalion do you belong to? How come I’ve never seen you before?”
As the three questions were fired off, Sang Yan felt her heart soar up to her throat: What now? Had he been discovered? Han Chen, just like Qi Jiu, really was difficult to deal with!
