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FSCQT – Chapter 408

The corner of Yan Luo’s mouth twitched and her little head drooped. She gave up on trying to figure out what was going through that man’s mind.

“Cousin was brought in by Queen Mother anyway, so let her arrange things as she pleases.”

Wasn’t that basically just sending him straight into the inner palace?

Jun Yulin narrowed his eyes slightly, his lips pressing into a thin line.

He responded with a low “mm.”

After dinner, Jun Yulin didn’t linger. He left early.

For the next while, Jun Yulin seemed to return to his usual self, with his blackening value fluctuating daily, eventually stabilizing around 75. Yan Luo still couldn’t figure out what on earth this man was thinking.

They say a woman’s heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. But why was this Regent’s—a man’s—heart, even harder to fish out than that needle?

According to Little Pink, though, even during her naps and late at night, he would still visit frequently. She was just so exhausted every day that she fell sound asleep and never noticed a thing.

Yawning again as she reviewed the dry and tedious memorials, Yan Luo found herself wondering.

That man wasn’t exactly idle either. Yet he’d show up at her place in the middle of the night, wasn’t he tired?

Nearly a month passed, and the concubine selection ceremony still showed no signs of moving forward under Jun Yulin’s hand. Meanwhile, An Bai and Lu Xunche had already returned.

They returned triumphant.

The recent incident had been quite serious. A neighboring country had incited local bandits, who were unsettled due to the Great Yan dynasty’s policies, and made deals with them. Had things been delayed any longer, the area occupied by the bandits would have expanded, threatening the surrounding civilians and the fragile stability the the Great Yan dynasty had finally achieved.

The past month had been full of peril.

Prime Minister An Bai lured the enemy in with his own body to gather intelligence, nearly getting himself into trouble. He was saved by a woman who had been abducted by the bandits, and he brought her back to the military camp.

However, Deputy General Lu Xunche sensed something was off. At the critical moment, he acted decisively and killed the woman, then found letters among her belongings that hadn’t yet been sent. In them were all the plans for their upcoming military operations.

Thanks to that, the battle was resolved quickly.

Previously considered by the soldiers as a playboy with a bit of wit at best, Lu Xunche suddenly earned real respect within the army.

That morning, Yan Luo had just received word of their return, and by the afternoon, she was already meeting Young Master Lu, who was now known for his bravery and unparalleled courage, in her study.

He was a bit tanned, with a hair ornament made of warm jade holding his hair in place. His lips carried a mischievous smile—dangerous and seductive—as he lounged lazily in a chair. When Yan Luo entered, he raised his hand to greet her.

“Yo~ little cutie.”

At that nickname, the corner of Yan Luo’s mouth twitched slightly. She glanced around to make sure no one else was in the room before looking back at this senior who never played by the rules.

“Seeing how good your mood is, I assume the mission went well?”

“More or less. The trust level’s high enough. That idiot An Bai can just stay wherever he likes now. Once you settle things here in Great Yan, I can finally leave.” It seemed the mission had gone surprisingly smoothly, as Lu Xunche was in an uncharacteristically good mood.

Lounging in the chair, he seemed to have a sweet tooth. The snacks beside him, which Yan Luo had barely touched, were quickly vanishing into his mouth one by one.

He didn’t forget to complain to Yan Luo about how dumb An Bai was.

In the original plot, it was exactly because An Bai brought the girl who had once saved him back to the military camp that trouble started. An Bai never imagined that she was actually a high-level secret agent from the neighboring country.


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FSCQT – Chapter 407

The girl’s voice echoed by his ear as she took a slight step back. With a light and elegant robe fluttering, she turned around holding two unopened plum blossom branches. She was clearly charming and lovely in appearance, yet her words were full of grand ambition.

“I know that the peace in the Great Yan Empire is only superficial…” The girl turned around, the corners of her lips lifting into a smile, her gaze bearing the dominance of a ruler. “External threats have been quelled, but internal troubles are brewing. There is still much to be done. Royal Uncle, don’t you agree?”

“Your Majesty is absolutely right,” Jun Yulin replied, eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at Yan Luo.

What she said hit the nail on the head. Even without the dragon robe on her body, she still carried the aura of someone in power. But from her tone… had she already figured out some of those messy matters? Just how much did she know, and how exactly did she come to know it? Jun Yulin pressed his lips together slightly in contemplation.

Just as the words fell, the aura around the young girl shifted again. Her eyes brightened, and her face lit up with a smile.

She instructed the accompanying palace maid to take the peach blossom branch back and care for it, then tilted her head toward Jun Yulin, asking cheerfully, “Royal Uncle, it’s getting late. Would you like to stay and have dinner with me?”

[*Ding*—Jun Yulin’s Blackening Value -2 (78/100)]

Jun Yulin gave a light cough, seemingly pondering, just about to speak, when the little girl smilingly interrupted him: “But if Royal Uncle is busy with affairs of state, then I won’t insist.”

Jun Yulin : …

Yan Luo had already turned to head back, her steps light. Jun Yulin followed beside her, silent for a while before finally speaking up: “Your Majesty, I am not busy.”

Those five words were cold to the extreme. If she hadn’t been waiting and listening carefully to his tone, Yan Luo really wouldn’t have been sure what he meant.

Why did it feel like this time, his blackening value was so closely tied to her actions? As if every time she glanced at someone else, it increased, but when she showed a little affection toward him, it dropped.

Yan Luo still wasn’t certain about the exact nature of this world. She raised a brow and looked at the man beside her, who wore a calm and indifferent expression.

With that kind of look, he surely couldn’t be that petty… right?

But then again, if this pattern truly held, what about the supposed enmity between them?

Yan Luo glanced again at the cold-faced Jun Yulin, feeling she might be oversimplifying things.

There must be another deeper logic behind the rise and fall of the blackening value. Yes, that had to be it. Convinced of this, the two, each lost in their own thoughts, continued walking a short distance in silence until Jun Yulin finally couldn’t hold back and asked, “Has Your Majesty recently found someone you’re fond of…?”

“What?” Yan Luo arched an eyebrow and gave Jun Yulin a sidelong glance.

Jun Yulin paused slightly before explaining, “Wasn’t the matter of Your Majesty selecting a consort brought up recently? I just wanted to ask if there’s someone Your Majesty already has in mind, so I don’t accidentally screen him out later.”

There was something a bit off about the tone of his words.

Yan Luo licked her lips and replied in a teasing tone, “I don’t have anyone in mind, but if someone looked as good as Royal Uncle does, I’d be quite pleased.”

That was a blatant tease.

Jun Yulin paused briefly, his gaze darkening slightly as the corner of his lips quirked up. “I see… And what about the young master of the Lu family? What does Your Majesty plan to do about him?”

Everyone else could be dealt with, but Lu Xunche was different. In the little emperor’s heart, he seemed to still hold some significance.

And that would never do.

[*Ding*—Jun Yulin’s blackening value +1 (79/100)]


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FSCQT – Chapter 406

Yan Luo stared straight at Jun Yulin, as if puzzled about something.

Jun Yulin’s fingers twitched slightly as he withdrew his gaze, his lips pressed into a faint line. Then suddenly, the little emperor’s voice rang out nearby, cold and indifferent, tinged with faint frustration and annoyance.

“What are you doing in the palace? If I recall correctly, no one is allowed to enter and exit the palace freely without permission.”

[*Ding*—Jun Yulin’s blackening value -3 (78/100)]

Yan Luo : ???

“Replying to Your Majesty, we are here with the Empress Dowager’s permission to remain in the palace.”

Well, that made the purpose perfectly clear.

Yan Luo’s lips twitched slightly as she looked at the bashful smiles of the boys before her. Her small body gave a subtle shiver.

[*Ding*—Jun Yulin’s blackening value +2 (80/100)]

Yan Luo: Are you insane or what?? (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
Can’t you just be normal?

Going up and down like this, her poor little heart would be tormented to death sooner or later.

She furrowed her brows slightly. In the end, she couldn’t say much and simply waved a hand.

“Since you were summoned by the Empress Dowager, I won’t say more. But remember, this is the imperial palace, so mind the rules. Don’t go wandering around at will.”

The young men clearly hadn’t expected such a response. Their expressions shifted slightly, but with Jun Yulin present, they didn’t dare let their thoughts show. They responded quietly and reluctantly took their leave.

Jun Yulin watched them leave with a cold gaze, then glanced at Yan Luo again. Seeing her already distracted and seemingly having forgotten all about those boys, he pressed his lips together and finally spoke.

“Your Majesty.”

“Hmm?” Yan Luo was just reaching up to hook a peach blossom branch when she heard his voice and glanced sideways.

In the light drizzle, the beauty beneath the peach blossoms… Jun Yulin’s expression shifted slightly, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed, reluctant to look away.

“Your Majesty has only just turned eighteen. Still young. It would be best not to indulge too much in such matters.”

A complete vibe of a disapproving old bureaucrat.

Yan Luo blinked, held back for a moment, but eventually couldn’t resist responding.

“Didn’t Royal Uncle just advised me to enrich the harem? Why the sudden change of tune today?”

Jun Yulin, who had dug his own grave early on: …

Looking at him now, and recalling his earlier behavior, Yan Luo couldn’t help but have a bold thought rise in her heart.

She took a small step forward.

Jun Yulin’s expression didn’t change, but inwardly he was already scrambling for excuses to refute what he sensed might be coming—when suddenly, a delicate fragrance, laced with the scent of blossoms, brushed past his nose.

“Your Majesty…” But before the words could leave his lips, Jun Yulin’s pupils contracted slightly.

The girl’s delicate and slightly youthful face suddenly appeared very close before his eyes.

A few pink and white petals clung to her hair. She held two peach blossom branches in her hands, tiny pink buds just starting to bloom. Her eyes, reflected in the shower of falling petals, sparkled like starlight.

So beautiful and exquisite, that it made him want to hold her in his palm and keep her from the eyes of all others.

No one else could have her.

Suddenly, the girl smiled sweetly—more beautiful than all the blossoms raining down from the sky.

Jun Yulin didn’t move, and his expression barely shifted, but if one looked closely, there was a faint daze in his eyes.

The sound of his heartbeat seemed distant and close all at once, thudding repeatedly in his ears.

“Don’t worry, Royal Uncle,” she said softly. “I know what I should and shouldn’t do.”


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FSCQT – Chapter 405

Jun Yulin’s expression didn’t change much, but his tone softened slightly. “The peach blossoms in the inner courtyard are in full bloom. The rain is light, and the weather outside is quite pleasant. Your Majesty is busy all day long—why not come out with me for some fresh air and a break?”

Yan Luo only considered it for a moment before agreeing.

The location was within the palace, and since she was going with Jun Yulin, the attendant maids were ordered to follow from a distance.

Jun Yulin held a paper umbrella in his hand, shielding the two of them beneath it.

As they walked, new green branches swayed around them, and the cool breeze carried the scent of damp earth. The rain was light and not fine. When carried by the wind, it made one feel relaxed.

Yan Luo glanced sideways at Jun Yulin beside her, still unable to figure out just what was going on with this man.

It was said that they were mortal-enemies, but his behavior didn’t exactly match that description.

This was her first time encountering a blackening male god like this, whose blackening value fluctuated wildly. It was high, yet changes so easily.

It was impossible to tell what was going on in his head.

It was truly baffling. Maybe Little Pink had once again scammed her. It probably missed some key piece of information, which was why she couldn’t make sense of Jun Yulin’s behavior.

The peach grove was not far ahead, a wide stretch of pale pink and white. Even before getting close, the delicate fragrance of the blossoms drifted on the breeze.

Each blossom was tipped with droplets of water, trembling faintly in the wind. Now and then, a few petals would drift down.

Jun Yulin was never one to speak much. He glanced at Yan Luo beside him. She was simply strolling through the grove, lost in thought.

A few petals landed unintentionally in her hair. Her features still held a trace of youthful innocence. Having shed the dragon robe for a lighter outfit—though still embroidered with dragon patterns—she looked more delicate and refined than she did when dressed in the dragon robe.

“Is something troubling Your Majesty?” Jun Yulin, after much restraint and repeated glances, finally couldn’t help but speak. His tone, however, remained cool and unreadable.

Yan Luo, of course, had no idea what was going on in his mind. She responded with a soft “Mm,” and casually replied, “I was just wondering how things are going with the Grand Chancellor and my cousin.”

[*Ding*—Jun Yulin’s blackening value +2 (79/100)]

Yan Luo : WTF, why??

—Boss, can’t you just say what’s on your mind? Can you not leave me here overthinking like this??

Before she could make sense of it, a few young men came walking toward them. They looked to be in their mid-teens, each with handsome features. She vaguely recalled seeing them at a recent banquet. As they drew nearer, Jun Yulin’s expression darkened once again.

“Your Majesty,” the boys greeted brightly, clearly excited and delighted as they approached.

Looking at these slender, refined-looking boys—probably sixteen or seventeen—Yan Luo felt a flash of confusion in her eyes.

—Who are these people? Why are they in the palace?

[*Ding*—Jun Yulin’s blackening value +2 (81/100)]

Yan Luo : If you keep acting like this, you’re seriously going to lose this baby, do you even realize that??

Jun Yulin’s expression remained composed, but a shadow flickered in his gaze. Sulking inwardly, he looked up just as Yan Luo frowned at him.

She was puffing her cheeks slightly, looking thoroughly annoyed. Gone was her usual imperial domineering air, what remained was something endearingly cute and a little frustrated.


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FSCQT – Chapter 404

Jun Yulin looked at the girl’s slightly anxious and weary expression, and his lips pressed into a thin line.

Only then did the officials around them realize that something seemed off about the atmosphere. There was a faint sense of oppression, but none of them could quite figure out what was going on.

After the morning court session ended, Yan Luo, with her eyes barely staying open, directly refused the usual debriefing from that certain someone who’d used her as a pillow all night and returned to her quarters to catch up on sleep.

She felt like she was has been just making up for sleep all the time in this dimension…

She slept in a drowsy haze, and yet Jun Yulin, who had already left, returned once more. He stood beside her bed, watching Yan Luo’s furrowed brows as if she was somewhat uncomfortable. Seeing the exhaustion on her face, a trace of heartache gradually appeared in his eyes.

The corners of his lips lifted slightly. Blinking, he carefully and quietly sat at the edge of her bed.

This time, thanks to the precedent of the night before, Jun Yulin was bolder. He lightly poked her here and there with his fingers, then gently lay down on the bed and inched closer to Yan Luo.

He was still maintaining that cold and indifferent appearance, but in his eyes there was a cautious kind of probing.

A strangely satisfied expression.

Hmm… The little girl had grown up, but as an emperor, it was only right to be diligent in handling state affairs…

Then, as he looked at her faintly furrowed brow, Jun Yulin blinked and thought: the peach blossoms are blooming nicely right now. As a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl, being cooped up here all day must’ve felt awfully dull. He should take her out for some fun this afternoon.

Just as he was thinking that, the sweet-smelling little thing beside him naturally turned over in her sleep, and a small hand of hers rested right onto his waist. Jun Yulin’s breath hitched. Looking at Yan Luo’s little face now turned toward him, he instinctively licked the corner of his lips and leaned down to nuzzle her lips softly.

His heart was racing wildly. He realized that ever since the morning court that day, something had subtly changed.

He used to be confused about it, but now he was absolutely certain.

Yes. He liked her…

But no, he couldn’t. There were still things left undone. She had just turned eighteen. She had just ascended as the new emperor, and the court was still unstable. She needed to focus on governing diligently.

As for that whole consort selection thing that had come up before—yeah, it w way too early. He’d find a way to shut that plan down.

Anyway, the little girl used to like him, didn’t she? So she definitely still does now!

Actually, Jun Yulin found it a little strange. Why hadn’t Yan Luo given him this kind of feeling before? Now, everything about her felt like it was coated in honey, slowly seeping into his heart, from her sweet smile to her slightly lazy voice.

It felt like it all happened so suddenly, and now she appeared utterly exquisite in his eyes.

Especially when that little face of hers smiled so lazily and carelessly, it just melted his heart.

Other than him… who else could possibly be worthy of her?

But… there were still a ton of troublesome matters waiting for him.

Still expressionless, he came to a decision, then quietly stayed by her side for a while before slipping away again.

The weather today wasn’t great—slightly overcast outside with a light drizzle. When Yan Luo finally woke up, reviewed some memorials, and had lunch, she lounged lazily, eyes half-closed and not wanting to move.

And then, Jun Yulin showed up again.

His dark hair was damp with a trace of moisture, and seeing Yan Luo’s languid posture, a flicker of amusement passed through his eyes.

“Royal Uncle, why are you here again?” Yan Luo asked with a cheerful smile, but her tone was far from welcoming.

She was still mad about the night before.


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FSCQT – Chapter 403

The girl under Jun Yulin was dressed in an inner robe made of white brocade, faintly embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns in off-white silk thread.

Her phoenix eyes were wide open in shock, tinged with a trace of fatigue. Her black ink-like hair spilled behind her, spreading across the bed, further accentuating her delicate features.

She was bright and flamboyant. Now stripped of her dragon robe, she gave off a different kind of allure.

“Royal Uncle, what is the meaning of this?”

Clearly angered, Yan Luo’s tone dropped slightly.

The original owner was an emperor. No matter how much she liked the man before her, she was proud to the bone. She had always wanted to be a competent ruler. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have pushed herself so harshly, demanding such rapid growth from herself.

Jun Yulin’s current behavior was simply outrageous.

As if only now realizing it, Jun Yulin furrowed his brows slightly and stood up with a cold and composed expression. He watched as Yan Luo, who had finally regained her freedom and fresh air, propped herself up, straightened her clothes, and stretched her wrists.

Sitting rather ungracefully on the edge of the bed, with her eyes still holding a hint of irritation and impatience, it made her look a little… cute.

After thinking for just a moment, Jun Yulin understood what had happened yesterday.

He couldn’t handle alcohol. Once he drank, troubles tended to happen. He was told that he would mutter strange things or act on his desires.

Though he had tried to hold on long enough to order someone to send him back, the alcohol must have gotten to him. He ended up coming back himself, and went straight into this little girl’s chambers.

Now that he understood the cause and effect, Jun Yulin adjusted his clothes as well. It was still early outside, and the palace maid responsible for waking Yan Luo wouldn’t arrive just yet, so there was still time.

He sat down on a chair nearby and spoke solemnly, “Your Majesty.”

“Hmm?” Yan Luo had just started feeling comfortable again, nearly ready to roll around in the blankets with joy. When she heard Jun Yulin’s voice, she instinctively looked up at him, eyes filled with suspicion.

“I cannot drink alcohol,” Jun Yulin said seriously when he noticed her gaze.

“I… now I know,” Yan Luo’s face darkened again as she spoke through slightly gritted teeth.

“It was because of Your Majesty that I accidentally drank yesterday. If I did anything inappropriate or offensive, I ask Your Majesty not to take offense.” As he said this, his tone seemed to lift ever so slightly.

As if he were in a good mood, although his expression remained unreadable.

[*Ding*—Jun Yulin’s blackening value -3 (77/100)]

Yan Luo: …So it’s still my fault?! He just said he liked me, and now he’s flipping the script already?

So frustrating.

After lowering her head and thinking for a long while, Yan Luo finally asked, “Then may Royal Uncle now leave my bedchamber?”

Naturally, it was time for him to leave. He also needed to change his clothes.

As for last night… Jun Yulin sighed inwardly. He was quite satisfied.

Whether it was because he had pressed against her all night or not, his clothes, apart from the lingering scent of wine from the banquet, still faintly carried the girl’s fragrance.

It smelled very pleasant. His fingers involuntarily twitched slightly. Whatever he had thought of in that moment, his eyes darkened a little. Then, he opened the window of Yan Luo’s sleeping quarters, glanced outside, and vanished with a flicker.

He was finally gone.

Yan Luo let out a sigh of relief, her tense heart finally settling. She whimpered twice and buried herself back into the blankets for more sleep.

But less than a quarter of an hour later, Lin Yuan came to wake her up.

It was time for the morning court.

With a heavy dose of morning grumpiness, Yan Luo sat on the dragon throne, looking thoroughly resentful as she listened to the bickering below.


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FSCQT – Chapter 402

Little Pink, who had been keeping a close watch on Jun Yulin’s behavior and had a bad premonition early on, has fled as fast as usual, as one could’ve expected.

“Royal Uncle, you’re drunk.”

Yan Luo’s hands and feet were pinned down by him, unable to move. Her small body struggled slightly, her hair scattered across the bed, and her eyes held a faint shimmer, seemingly from the earlier shock.

Her slight writhing under him immediately stirred some rather inappropriate feelings in Jun Yulin.

Half-squinting, he firmly pinned Yan Luo down. Upon hearing her words, he gave a nonchalant reply, showing no intention of denying it.

Then, with extreme familiarity, he poked her cheek, then moved his hand down to lightly grasp the softness of her chest, and lowered his head to kiss her face.

And then, looking extremely content…

He fell asleep.

Yan Luo : …???

The presence of the big hand on her chest was way too obvious, and he was lying completely on top of her, making it impossible for her to move. When she struggled slightly, Jun Yulin frowned and pressed down even harder.

He was practically flattening her like a pancake.

Giving up her struggle, Yan Luo collapsed onto the bed, looking at Jun Yulin’s sleeping posture.

Hmm… could she sentence him for the crime of disrespecting the emperor right now?

With such a heavy person on top of her, it was naturally hard to fall asleep. And she couldn’t exactly call someone in at a time like this. If Lu Yan heard about it and made a fuss, wouldn’t this man’s blackening value skyrocket?

Though even now he was already behaving strangely.

Yan Luo, sleepy but unable to sleep, stared up at the bed canopy with wide eyes.

What the hell is this Jun Yulin guy? And why is he sleeping so soundly while she’s stuck here worrying about this and that??

She struggled until the middle of the night before sleepiness finally defeated the discomfort, and she drifted off in a daze.


Early next morning.

The sky was still dark, the palace only just beginning to stir. On the luxurious and comfortable bed of the emperor’s quarters lay two people.

Jun Yulin’s headache caused by last night’s alcohol had mostly faded, and his sleep was particularly restful, but something about the atmosphere felt… off.

Jun Yulin opened his now-calm black eyes alertly. Sensing his surroundings, he froze slightly. Then he noticed the feel of his hand, and the unfamiliar sensation beneath him. Looking down, he saw Yan Luo’s delicate but slightly tired face.

His mind went completely blank.

This was… the emperor’s sleeping quarters?

Last night… A few vague images flashed through his mind.

Jun Yulin: ……

“Royal Uncle… Have you stared enough? If so, could you get off of me?” Yan Luo had apparently already opened her phoenix eyes at some point. Her voice was laced with gritted teeth and a trace of irritable morning mood.

Of course, having such a heavy person on top of her meant she hadn’t slept well. But she couldn’t shake him off either. All night, she had drifted in and out of sleep, making it the worst night’s sleep she’d had in this world.

Jun Yulin had barely woken up when she also stirred. Yet this guy still looked all serious, staying in the same position as last night, as if lost in thought.

Finally, she couldn’t help but speak up. But Jun Yulin still looked like he hadn’t come back to his senses.

Gritting her teeth, Yan Luo tried to sit up a little, attempting to rescue the half of her body that had gone numb from being crushed.

And then…

He reflexively pushed her back down again.

Yan Luo : ……

What now? A whole night of crushing her wasn’t enough??


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FSCQT – Chapter 401

It was indeed Jun Yulin, but something about him felt off to Yan Luo.

He reeked slightly of alcohol, his eyes were unusually bright, and there seemed to be a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips as he directly pinned her down on the bed.

Looking at Jun Yulin like this, Yan Luo trembled. Was he drunk and suddenly remembering all the grudges and entanglements between them, so he was planning to settle it once and for all?!

—If you couldn’t handle alcohol, you should’ve said so earlier! Why show up here just to scare me?! QAQ

Just as Yan Luo was convinced her little life was in danger, the man behind her suddenly moved, snuggling even closer and pressing her more firmly onto the bed.

He furrowed his beautiful brows slightly, and his voice softened a little as he called out—

“Luoluo…”

[*Ding*—Jun Yulin’s blackening value -1 (92/100)]

Yan Luo : ?

He seemed completely unaware of himself, acting totally unlike the usual cold, quiet, and aloof Jun Yulin. He nuzzled her hair, as if he found it comforting, then nuzzled again.

And then, out of nowhere, he began to speak:

“General Xie, who’s been single for so long, got married recently…”

Yan Luo : ??

[*Ding*—Jun Yulin’s blackening value -1 (91/100)]

“More than half the guards in the Prince Regent’s manor are married now too.”

Yan Luo : ???

[*Ding*—Jun Yulin’s blackening value -1 (90/100)]

What the heck is all this? And what’s with that blackening value? Does it just go up or down depending on his mood?

And what do those people even have to do with the two of them?

Yan Luo lay there completely confused, pinned under Jun Yulin, listening to him mumble on and on about who married who, what happened in the Regent’s manor, and so on.

Meanwhile, the sound of *ding* after *ding* signaled the blackening value continuing to drop.

Yan Luo was speechless.

Is this what happens when someone who’s usually quiet bottles it all up for too long and suddenly vents, reducing blackening value out of pure catharsis? Or is this just the frustration of a single dog spilling out?

He had just a tiny bit of alcohol, and this normally cold man turned into a full-blown chatterbox—can you believe it?

Only when the blackening value dropped to 80 did he finally stop.

Yan Luo pressed her lips together and stared at the person still lying on top of her, muttering under his breath.

There was a faint blush on his face, his eyes dazed with a hint of discontent, and he was nuzzling her neck like a clingy child. The complete transformation stunned Yan Luo so much she couldn’t move.

Then Jun Yulin propped himself up slightly, eyes still hazy and filled with dissatisfaction. “Why won’t you say anything?”

Yan Luo : …

Please give her a moment to organize her thoughts.

A drunk man going on a rambling spree… what even is this?

His bright eyes blinked slowly, stubbornly and unhappily moving even closer to her.

That beautiful face was right in front of her—close enough that she could feel his warm breath against her skin.

Yan Luo instinctively licked her lips.

Mm… why is this oddly kind of… cute?

When she still didn’t reply, Jun Yulin frowned slightly and leaned in even more. “I don’t like being alone all the time… but I don’t like anyone else.”

It sounded a little childish.

Then he tilted his head and snuggled up again. “Don’t be afraid of me. I like you, okay?”

That normally icy face now carried an expression so disarmingly soft it hit like a truck.

At the very least, Yan Luo stared blankly for several seconds.

—Aaaaahhh, this is going to kill me.

This is not how the plot was supposed to go!!

—Weren’t we supposed to be locked in a life-or-death struggle? Who is this guy?! Scam Pink, come out here! We need to talk about life, right now!!


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FSCQT – Chapter 400

Lu Yan being overly attentive made it a bit exhausting for Yan Luo to handle.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Jun Yulin sitting nearby, his expression not looking too good. His brows were slightly furrowed, and the food in front of him was basically untouched.

She recalled that this man was usually quiet and taciturn, and didn’t seem to enjoy such lively occasions. Then her gaze landed on Lu Yan. Yan Luo blinked once, then suddenly raised her hand to pick up the wine cup beside her, the corners of her lips lifting slightly into a smile.

“Royal Uncle works hard for the affairs of the state. Let me offer you a toast.”

The girl’s voice carried a hint of helplessness due to Lu Yan’s actions, yet it was clear and bright, very pleasant to the ear.

Jun Yulin, who had been frowning and deep in thought, turned his head at the sound—and was met directly with Yan Luo’s starlike eyes under the dazzling lights.

She was smiling, looking casual yet showing a touch of respect.

That kind of respectful demeanor one showed toward an elder.

His heart felt even heavier. Without thinking, he picked up the wine cup beside him.

It wasn’t until the slightly spicy liquid slid down his throat that Jun Yulin suddenly realized what he had just drunk.

Behind him, a servant’s slightly panicked voice rang out. Jun Yulin put the cup down, his lips tightly pressed together. One hand braced against the table, and his eyes were already growing a bit unfocused.

Yan Luo was stunned. She looked toward the servant behind Jun Yulin and, seeing the man’s flustered expression and anxious inquiry, paused for a moment before asking in confusion, “Royal Uncle… can’t drink alcohol?”

Jun Yulin was already a bit dazed. He turned his eyes toward her upon hearing her voice. The corners of his lips twitched slightly before he suppressed the movement again.

Mm… he really couldn’t. Just a drop, and he’d be drunk.

At banquets, the wine cups were usually only for show. He hadn’t expected that tonight—like he’d been possessed—or perhaps in order to cover the emotions in his heart, he had just downed it without thinking.

And now he was immediately starting to feel lightheaded.

Startled by the emotion in Jun Yulin’s eyes, Yan Luo, not caring anymore about Lu Yan beside her or anything else, spoke quickly for fear of his blackening value rising again, “How about Royal Uncle goes to the back to rest for a bit?”

Given the situation, he indeed couldn’t stay here any longer. With a vague memory of what he was like when drunk, Jun Yulin frowned as he stood up, nodded, and walked out.

Yan Luo glanced over twice and, seeing the banquet was about to end anyway, also left the hall.

Once the main guests had gone, the banquet quickly came to a close.

When Yan Luo heard that the Regent’s sedan chair had already left the palace about half an hour ago, she finally let out a breath of relief.

It was already late. Yan Luo yawned lightly. Several palace maids carried lanterns to light the way, and before long they arrived at her bedchamber. All her jewelry and robes were removed, and after the maids withdrew, Yan Luo had just walked up to the bed when—

Suddenly, a dark shadow fell over her and pushed her down.

That person carried a pleasant scent and, as if knowing what was about to happen, immediately covered Yan Luo’s lips with a hand, forcing her startled cry back down her throat.

At that moment, the last candle in the room flickered out. With only faint moonlight from outside, the room was shrouded in complete darkness.

Yan Luo, full of shock and doubt, looked behind her. At a glance, she saw a pair of pitch-black eyes. The man’s face wasn’t clearly visible under the moonlight, but it was still easy to recognize.

Yan Luo’s eyes widened, and her voice came out slightly muffled, “Royal Uncle?”


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FSCQT – Chapter 399

Once again fleeing in a panic, Jun Yulin stood in a concealed spot not far from Yan Luo’s sleeping quarters, his lips tightly pressed together.

He raised his hand slightly, pressing it against his lips, carefully savoring the fleeting touch from just moments ago.

It was as if the faint fragrance of the girl still lingered at the tip of his nose.

He lightly licked his lips, and after confirming that no one around had noticed him, the corners of his lips curled up slightly—then he forcibly restrained the expression.

Hmm… though he was a bit confused about what exactly he was doing, he felt… happy.

Jun Yulin’s face remained calm and composed, but inwardly, he was in an excellent mood when he returned to the Regent’s Residence and cheerfully reviewed government documents. This pleasant mood lasted until that afternoon, right up until he received the notification about the Flower Festival banquet.

Listening to the people from the palace explain that, at the Empress Dowager’s request, many promising young men had been invited, supposedly to prepare for the consort selection ceremony a month later…

Jun Yulin’s face darkened completely. In his heart, he silently added another tally to the list of grievances against Lu Yan.

Meanwhile, Yan Luo, who was having her meal, suddenly shivered. She had a feeling like someone was thinking about her in a not-so-good way.

Right then, the familiar system notification chimed in her ears.

[*Ding*—Jun Yulin’s blackening value +2 (93/100)]

Yan Luo: …Meow meow meow?? w(?Д?)w

She almost threw her chopsticks. Why not just max out his blackening value already?

Who provoked him now?

And in the following few days, during both morning court and the usual report discussions in the study, Jun Yulin still maintained his cold and indifferent demeanor. Aside from speaking more on official matters or occasionally lecturing her, he barely spoke otherwise.

He looked every bit like a rigid old bureaucrat.

However, after spending some time with him—and with him being her mission target—Yan Luo could somewhat sense that his mood had been rather off lately.

But since he didn’t say anything, Yan Luo had no idea what she’d done to offend him this time. And his blackening value was spiking unpredictably. She asked him twice, but when she saw the irritation in his eyes, she didn’t dare ask again.

The Flower Festival was five days away. Though preparations were a bit rushed, since Yan Luo was personally overseeing it, no one in the palace dared to slack off.

Lu Xunche and An Bai wouldn’t make it to the Flower Festival. After three more days, once their deployments were set, the army would head out first. Aside from Yan Luo, Jun Yulin, and a few officials, no one else knew. They left quietly, taking advantage of the banquet as a cover to launch a surprise attack on the bandit stronghold, hoping to catch them off guard.

In those few days, perhaps it was just Yan Luo’s imagination, but she felt like Jun Yulin’s mood was getting worse and worse.

Until the day of the Flower Festival banquet finally arrived.

A banquet personally hosted by the emperor was naturally held in the grand hall where officials were entertained.

By the time Yan Luo arrived, the other officials were already present. Lu Yan was seated not far to her right, while the person seated closest to her was Jun Yulin.

A servant boy stood quietly behind him. In front of him was a small table filled with dishes. He wore a red robe, embroidered with delicate golden patterns—creating a stark contrast against his cold and indifferent expression.

After a few simple opening remarks, the music began. Although Lu Yan was seated some distance away, she had deliberately arranged the seating so that several young men with close ties to the Lu family were seated nearer. She even mentioned that these young men had prepared a few performances.

The intention was obvious, and she acted as if it were all ‘for your own good, dear daughter’—saying this would help strengthen her position.