Emperor And I ✔️

Pig Cheeks

Chapter 82

Bai Shen Hong
YiYuan

"We beg his Majesty to reconsider!" The emperor's entourage pleaded, sincerely. They kowtowed before him, blocking the exit of his bedchamber so that he wouldn't leave.

"Your Majesty, if this servant may speak," Court Lady Nam came forth.

"Court Lady Nam? Why are you here?" He released his main entourage for leave before he left the palace. So why was she in YiYuan?

"That is... Your Majesty..."

"What?" Though it was not the case that he wasn't glad to have her back. The people who served him currently were not as good as they could be under the supervision of Eunuch and Court Lady Nam.

"Her Highness summoned His Highness' entourage back on the basis: No servant may leave the palace unless sick to the point of death or due to retirement."

Is that so? What was this action meant to define? Possibly to remind him that his power was limited to the court only. He chastised the Grand Dowager for summoning his subjects for a court meeting in his absence, and in return she was silently doing the same in regards to the harem.

Shen Hong smirked, making a note to visit his grandmother when he went back to the palace. It wasn't like he was not curious to know what she was up to recently.

"This servant seeks permission to share her humble opinion," Court Lady Nam was bringing back the matter at hand.

He nodded his head for her to continue.

"This servant begs His Royal Majesty to stay indoors for the day." She stared at the ground and he was not sure whether it was out of respect or instead to avoid staring at his sore face.

"That is impossible, Court Lady Nam. I have to practise with my generals."

Li Lian was right. In the morning, he indeed woke up looking like a pig. His cheeks were plump, swollen balls of pink. The physician kneeling behind Court Lady Nam said it was an allergic reaction he did not understand the cause of, but Shen Hong was well aware that it was the ointment that Little Fox applied on him.

Conniving woman. She had no bounds.

"His Royal Majesty is right. But what image will be portrayed before the generals if our emperor is to show up looking disfigured?" Leave it to her to be straight forward. "Your Majesty, the Dragon entourage has failed to look after our emperor, please have our heads cut off."

"Your Royal Majesty, please stay indoors!" Eunuch Nam yelled, pleading, and the rest repeated after him.

What a pain to wake up to this. "Hao, I will go to the pools, rather." He wished to lay there and collect his thoughts.

"His Royal Highness is benevolent!" They praised.

Was it worth it to get slapped by a woman, just so you could sleep next to her? No. Even if she was just as beautiful? No. It was not. Not when you are the emperor.

Something in the equation was not right. Shen Hong had experienced thousands crying for mercy, yet one who cried to slap him was the one who moved his heart.

"His Majesty's cheeks look better now," the Royal Grand physician inspected him, later that afternoon at the pools. "Is His Majesty sure that he did not lay on something he is allergic to? Because this subject also does not understand where the swelling came from."

Shen Hong gave an accusing look when he saw Luo Meng grin knowingly. He was standing outside as his master received his share of claps. What an unfilial servant. He could have come in to get the slaps for him. So much for being faithful.