Emperor And I ✔️

Beauty Is In The Eyes Of The Beholder

Chapter 81
Bai Shen Hong
YiYuan

Thwack!

Shen Hong winced and his head momentarily flipped. He grunted and resisted holding his cheek. That would have him appear to be a weakling before the woman in front of her.

"Six," she smirked.

His cheeks were hot. Li Lian had the most delicate hands but she hit like a man.

If he did not look at her eyes, he would've missed the hesitation in them. She didn't wish to slap him but out of conviction, she was doing it. It was her way of taming him. Probably thought that she was doing good for the world, saving them from his beastly behavior.

If only she knew how far from reality that was. The rage and anger freezing his heart was stone cold, a dagger could not crack it. To be precise, saying he had a heart was out of kindness. He did not possess one. Huticah took away his humanity when it decided to slash his father's heart.

"I wish to convert the seventh slap to a wish," she sat back from him. It was beguiling to watch her in white nightwear. She had that pure look that shone on that night they met.

"If your wish is to marry me, yes." He squirmed the second the words left his lips. The only one he would marry was his Elora. He promised her so.

The flimsy nightwear was making him think not with his head. He averted his eyes and sought to not notice what he did not know from before―her bust area was loaded.

"Cunning." Her eyes rolled. "I will use it in convenient timing."

"Does that mean Little Fox forsees a future with Grand General?" Oh, he was failing, he was failing. Again, his eyes flickered to check out her cleavage. How was he to sleep next to her tonight after this revelation?Thankfully, she was covered enough as her nightwear was modest. A normal cotton long sleeved dress fit for a maid.

"That is if Grand General doesn't wake up looking like a pig." She giggled as she observed his cheeks which were a tint of red. They indeed felt like they were on fire.

It was a first to see a happy grin encompass her face. Li Lian didn't smile half the time, yet when she smiled her face flushed bliss. "You are quite enchanting when you smile."

She stilled, caught off-guard. "Don't say such things," she rebuked then stood and went to a corner where she hunt out something from a small wooden cabinet.

First, her bust area and now her back view to drive him nuts. That's it. He was to order that all maids sleep in garments designed like their uniforms; lots and lots of cloth to stuff away body structure.

All those curves. Tsk. He swore she was a Furian beauty, though that was a discriminatory thought.

Nevorian women could be curves and beauty too. It was not just for Furia. Also it must be considered as the saying goes; beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.

When she returned she twisted open a cylinder with lime green oil. "This will help with the swelling." She rubbed some on her hand and rose up. Immense focus was imprinted on her face as she delicately started oiling his left cheek.

"Agh." He didn't expect the pain.

"Dui buqi." She hurriedly apologized.

A reflex of deja vu swept him. It brought him back to the time his Lotus Flower cared for him. "By any chance you are―"

"No I'm not in love with you." She outright denied.

"I was not going to ask that, but now that you mention it..." he ruefully teased. She avoided eye contact by changing to the next cheek. On that moment, he almost asked her if she was Elora.