Your Majesty Empress, This Minister Takes His Leave

To be honest, it had been many, many years since Han Ya'er had felt this way—she had simply gone blank for a moment.

If he did not know she was the Empress, she could understand him having the nerve and the desire to get handsy! But now that he knew, he still dared? Was that not a little too outrageous?

Of course, Ye Tianyi still knew his limits. Han Ya'er was wearing a skirt, so although his hand rested on her leg, it was separated by the fabric. If there had been no skirt between them, Ye Tianyi truly would not have dared to put his hand there.

Han Ya'er said coldly, "Take it away."

"Don't. Are we not putting on an act anymore?"

Ye Tianyi said with a smile.

"Take it away!"

She repeated coldly.

"If you don't want to die."

Ye Tianyi gave a dry cough.

"General Ying is right behind us."

The corner of Ye Tianyi's mouth curved upward.

Han Ya'er: "..."

"Should I take it away?"

Ye Tianyi asked with a smirk.

Bastard!

Han Ya'er said nothing, and her silence made her meaning clear!

From behind them, Ying Xiaotian saw Ye Tianyi sitting with Han Ya'er. That alone was nothing, but when he drew closer, he saw Ye Tianyi's hand resting on Han Ya'er's leg—and Han Ya'er showed no reaction whatsoever!

Crack, crack, crack—

Ying Xiaotian clenched his fists tightly! He held them clenched for several seconds before weakly releasing them.

Did that not already explain everything?

Ying Xiaotian walked over.

"Your Majesty Empress."

Ye Tianyi then removed his hand.

Han Ya'er glanced at Ye Tianyi.

Was he cooperating with her act, or deliberately taking advantage of her?

Forget it. The goal had been achieved anyway.

"Mm. What is it?"

Han Ya'er replied indifferently.

"This minister