Chapter 34

Knowing a thing or two about imperial affairs meant walking a trip through Hell's Hall. She certainly did not have the gossiping guts for this, and besides... with a playboy personality like the Holy Emperor's, someone he cared about this much—heh, she did not even need to think to know.

Looking at her drafted manuscripts, she was just a few chapters away from entering Volume Two~~~ QAQ And yet her Volume Two drafts were not actually very rich; she kept feeling like supply was about to fail her. Seeing several buddies register specifically for her, she was moved to tears all over, transforming into a typing machine!!! Striving to churn out chapters!!! Filling up this century-spanning colossal pit as soon as possible, and then digging new pits to bury you guys!!

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"Hey, who are you memorializing?" A deep, gloomy male voice came from behind Zhu Bafu.

"Young Master! Hush, shh!!" Raising a hand, she hurriedly made a hush gesture toward Young Master, her eyes bulging at him even more. Young Master, you pig of a teammate, such an embarrassing thing to say out loud can be figured out with just a glance, why did you have to go and ask?!

"Does Little Jing think who I am memorializing?" The Holy Emperor did not mind at all, tilting his head slightly and shifting his gaze back to the spirit tablet, then standing up to offer the incense in his hand to the tablet.

"I wouldn't be asking if I knew. Aren't you Emperor Father? Since you're Emperor Father, who else in this world requires you to bow?"

"Young Master! Stop talking! Your Majesty, Young Master meant no malice, he didn't mean to profane your favorite. Uh..."

"My favorite?" The Holy Emperor tilted his head, turning back