Cold, Proud Emperor, Don't Chase Me (71)

"..."

She had been angry and ranting for ages, nearly running out of saliva, yet the man remained completely calm. What was he playing at?

Could he at least show her some respect and cooperate?

Long Jingyuan pinched her cheek. "From beginning to end, both physically and emotionally, I've only ever had one woman—you."

Su Qiao: "..."

Could it be that all the women in the harem were merely decorations?

Could it be that the First Prince had popped out of a crack in a rock like the Monkey King?

"I even drafted the Imperial Decree to make you Empress long ago. I was only waiting for the right moment to confer the title on you. As for the women in the palace, I had already decided to send them away. But you ran off without saying a word. I didn't have time to explain anything. Tell me, whose fault was it?"

Su Qiao guiltily rubbed her nose.

How was she supposed to know he had been planning all this behind her back?

I told you he was wronging her, but you never believed me.

You traitor. You're always taking his side.

444...

Who's a traitor?

Is there no brotherly revolutionary spirit left?

It had clearly been thinking only of her.

"I've been a germaphobe since childhood. After seeing so many filthy things hidden in the palace, I became even more incapable of touching women."

Su Qiao was a little dazed. "Don't try to fool me. I'm not stupid."

The man lowered his head and kissed her small mouth. "You really are rather stupid."

She had run off without asking a single question—and even fled to the Yan Kingdom. If she wasn't stupid, who was?

"The current Empress Dowager isn't my biological mother. My biological mother... had an affair with