After Mistakenly Binding The Matchmaker System

Tyrant's Beloved (33)

"How come His Highness is still insecure when he's about to become the emperor?" Li Shu patted Qi Mingxuan's back comfortingly and teased.

"It has nothing to do with my identity. Even if I become the emperor of Great Zhou, or even if I become the master of this world in the future, if you are determined to leave, I think I won't be able to stop you."

Qi Mingxuan tightened his arms around the young man, holding him firmly. Although he didn't know where this thought came from, he was certain that if the young man really wanted to leave, no matter what he did, he wouldn't be able to keep him.

To keep the young man by his side, the only way was to make him stay willingly. If he let the young man leave, he would never be able to find him again.

So, he felt uneasy, and could only repeatedly confirm if the young man really wanted to stay.

Qi Mingxuan's voice was very low, with a kind of magnetism that was deliberately subdued, lingering in Li Shu's ears. Li Shu tilted his head, and the tip of his ear brushed against Qi Mingxuan's cheek, causing a tingling sensation.

Looking at the man who was just within reach, Li Shu unconsciously twitched his ears. This was the son of destiny in this world, the true pride of heaven. Regardless of appearance, physique, abilities, or temperament, Qi Mingxuan lived up to the title "Son of destiny."

This man, who could have anything he wanted, eagerly held on with a sincere heart, repeatedly approaching him cautiously, not caring about the potential harm to himself, but only concerned if his actions would upset him.

The most touching thing is a sincere heart. Qi Mingxuan's sincere attitude made Li Shu unable to refuse, so he could only take it one step at a time.

Li Shu answered: "I won't leave."

'As long as your feelings remain unchanged, I'll stay by your side and won't leave.'

If this relationship deteriorated over time, he could leave without any burden.

How long could this feeling last?

Li Shu didn't know, but just thinking about the possibility filled him with indescribable emotions, leaving him somewhat bewildered for a moment.

Not long after, Qi Mingxuan let go of his hand and said apologetically, "Sorry, I couldn't help it."

Li Shu complained, 'Couldn't help what? Holding hands? Hugging? Or that restrained yet passionate kiss on my hair?'

"Now that the posthumous edict is in place, Your Highness's ascension to the throne is justified. At this point, those ministers should have received the news and rushed to the palace, right?" Avoiding Qi Mingxuan's question, Li Shu asked, "What are Your Highness's plans next?"

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Knowing that Li Shu wouldn't discuss that topic, Qi Mingxuan followed Li Shu's lead, "Naturally, we'll stick to the original plan. With this edict, everything will go even smoother than imagined."

Qi Mingxuan picked up the already dried edict, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Speaking of which, we owe a lot to Zi Shu's assistance."

With such a convincingly forged handwriting, it was indeed a great help, at least it could shut the mouths of those conservative ministers and scholars.

The sky began to lighten, and it would be Qi Mingxuan's arena next.

Qi Mingxuan went alone to the Jiulong Hall to face the incoming ministers. Naturally, Li Shu couldn't directly follow, so he had to at least pretend to have hurried from outside the palace like the other ministers.