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Liao Tingyan nodded reservedly, “Okay, I agree.”

Sima Jiao: “… I was not asking you, I am telling you that from now on, you will be my woman.” 

His meaningful gaze flicked over her body, waiting to see her panic.

Liao Tingyan hesitated to look at his tender face. It was good to be young. Even if he said such b*llsh*t, seeing his tender face, she could not refute.

However, being his woman was not so good, right? It was too early to consider the fact of being together.

Although this was not modern time, Sima Jiao was only sixteen years old now. The cat may not have grown up. There was a high probability that he would not remember his past. He was still a 16-year-old rebellious teenager. 

No, her conscience did not allow her to sleep with underage boys. She had to wait at least two more years.

“Your Majesty, shall we talk about it in two years? Or in a year?” Liao Tingyan gently changed herself to his subject, “I’m still young, a little scared.”

Sima Jiao: “…” What b*llsh*t is this person talking about?

His face sank, “Do you think you have a choice? As long as I want to, you will be mine immediately.”

Liao Tingyan: Don’t force me to commit a crime. My will is very weak, and my sense of morality is becoming less clear. If I don’t pay attention, I will really do it.

Maybe it was because she was now a lot stronger than Sima Jiao. Hearing the sixteen-year-old boy made Liao Tingyan feel that she was an adult now, who could press Sima Jiao with just one finger. The demon wouldn’t move in bed. She was very tolerant.

Oh, whatever you say, I won’t be angry with you.

As a result, when she was “taken” on the spacious carriage and escorted back to the capital city of Yan City, Sima Jiao saw that she was naturally lying next to him.  She was ready to rest. He said to her abruptly, “Are you stupid? Nothing happens. If you enter my harem like this, you can be eaten raw by the women in my harem.”

The mature, never angry·Liao Tingyan: The women in the harem? What women? Sima Jiao, you really want to die. Your decades of life will end now!

Liao Tingyan’s face finally changed. Sima Jiao felt very comfortable. Her being afraid was good. He said with a little triumph, “If you can be with me, you will be safe.”

He was thinking about his current harem situation. He couldn’t even remember the appearance of the most popular ones nor remember clearly when they came.

As an emperor, of course he had a harem. The beauties in it were selected according to the rules and some were sent to him. The one in power everywhere loved to send beauties to each other. This was the atmosphere of the country. The monarch of Sima Jiao especially loved to give beauties. 

The minister who was not pleasing to the eye would get a beautiful woman by him. The ones he sent out were all the best in his harem battles, and it was an oil saving lamp. (A metaphor for someone who is easy to deal with.)

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He raised the beauties sent by all parties, just like raising a group of crickets and letting them fight. Whoever had the skills and schemes to win was the one he could use.

Every time this bad-hearted Majesty sent out a beautiful woman, he had a good name among his ministers, who assumed he sent the person because of the good brotherhood. He ​​disagreed with courtiers. A beauty could turn a courtier’s house upside down. He didn’t know how many ministers’ harmonious families had been broken up.

What made those ministers most afraid of now was that his Majesty would hold a banquet on a whim during the holidays. He always sent out a few beauties at the banquet. So no matter where the beauty was sent, it was simply a mourning.

Liao Tingyan didn’t know these inner details. She grinded her teeth and looked at Sima Jiao, who seemed to be sitting there. She suddenly raised her hand and waved. Sima Jiao blinked, then slowly closed his eyes. His eyelids were covered, but his eyes were still turning, as if he wanted to struggle to wake up.

Liao Tingyan put her arm around his neck, and softly soothed, “You are sleepy, go to sleep.” Sima Jiao didn’t try to struggle any more and fell asleep slowly.

Liao Tingyan put the person to sleep, only then checked his wrist and immediately curled her lips.

Bah, this primary school chicken.

However, his body was really bad.

Liao Tingyan carefully inspected him and found that his soul was still damaged. It did not integrate well with this body. He probably felt headaches from time to time. It was black green right now, and she could see it quietly when he closed his eyes, and his sleep was probably not good.

Was he sleeping well? No matter how his body changed, he still couldn’t sleep well.

His body was too weak, affected by the soul, and disease in the fetus. He himself may not care too much. At a young age, if an ordinary person did not have a cure for it, he may live at most for 30 years old.

She was a little angry with him, but now seeing his broken body, she got distressed again. Fortunately, she was a cultivator.

“Why did you make yourself so uncomfortable wherever you go?” Liao Tingyan said in a low voice, and pecked his cheek.

She got out a jade pot. This was a ginseng dew she got from her Senior Brother. There was not a lot of spiritual energy. People who cultivated it probably wouldn’t have much effect after drinking it, but it was a top nourishing product for ordinary people. She had many better ones, but this was the most suitable one now.

She took a sip, lowered her head and kissed Sima Jiao’s lips, and gave him a sip. He couldn’t even drink more of that at that time. He could drink a little every day from then on.

Sima Jiao raised his eyebrows and flicked his fingers, looking unsteady. Liao Tingyan embraced his neck, brushed one hand across his forehead to calm him down, and then leaned on his chest.

His senses were very keen. Even if he was in an ordinary human body, the soul still belonged to Sima Jiao.

His chest was a bit thin now, and he was really a teenager. His chest was not as cold as before. He had the unique warmth of a teenager. Only his hands were slightly cold. His heart was beating slowly, which meant he had fallen asleep.

Liao Tingyan stared at his chin for a while, then rubbed his chest, and fell asleep with him.

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