Your Majesty, Please Come In Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Jealousy

Looking outside the window, the sky was full of stars and the bright moon was hanging high. It's getting late. better go to sleep now, think about tomorrow's things the next day. 

I got up and walked to the front of the bed, placed my outer coat at the bottom part, and took a rest.

It's fine to sleep or think of whatever, as long as you don't think about the troublesome things, everything is fine.  

As the moon sets and the sun rises, the inescapable second day has come. After tidying up myself, I went to the living room to eat. 

Looking at the vegetarian food at the table, Feng Yin was smiling again, and Qingheng, who seemed to have nothing happened, and the girl named Qinglian who was sitting beside Qingheng. What do I think about this girl?

I rubbed my forehead, feeling a little helpless, could it be… I'm jealous?

Feng Yin looked worried. “Ziqing, are you feeling unwell? Why is your face pale?”

I sat down, raised the corners of my mouth and gave Feng Yin a reassuring smile. “Feng Yin has been thinking too much, I just didn't sleep well last night. It seems that I woke up earlier this morning, it's just a headache, it's not a big deal.” 

Since he was not angry when I called his name, I didn't bother to call him emperor again. Anyways, he has few people here, it saves the tiredness of the mouth. 

Feng Yin knew and put some of my favorite dishes in my bowl. Looking at the other side, Qingheng never raised his eyes. If it were in the past, I don't know how delighted I would be, but alas. When Qinglian served him vegetables, he smiled back with a frown, and then served Qinglian in return.

What a pair of lovers, looking at this sweetheart's virtue of I serve you, you serve me. It's really annoying.  

I was eating vinegar here, and Feng Yin's face turned gloomy and dark, and the vegetables were long forgotten. He was fiddling with the rice grains silently, like a child. 

This meal has no taste, and after thinking about it, it becomes even more suffocating. The result—I brought it upon myself. 

After Qingheng and Qinglian finished packing, they can now take us up the cliff. Feng Yin and I came down with barely anything. Without anything important, we naturally would go up with nothing.

I looked up from the bottom of the cliff, and the scenery I saw was not much different. It was still a blue sky hanging high above the mist. The blue sky was full of white clouds, and the wind was sparse, but the green vines were missing. A picture flashed in my mind and my heart throbbed. I raised my sleeves and wiped the cold sweat on my forehead—I seem to have done something I shouldn't have done…

Feng Yin looked at my inexplicable movement, raised his eyebrows, but ignored it.

Impatiently waiting, when I looked back this was the scene I saw– 

Qinglian's delicate face was slightly red and shy, and her jade hand was holding the square scarf carefully wiping the fine sweat on Qingheng's forehead.

Qingheng seemed to inadvertently raise his eyes and glance at me. He raised the corners of his lips, took the square scarf in Qinglian's hand, and used the wet side to help Qinglian wipe her sweat, making Qinglian's delicate face even redder. 

My hands under the wide sleeves were clenched and unclenched, and I didn't get angry at all. He did it on purpose! He definitely did it on purpose!

However, what can I do? What right do I have to interfere?

I loosened the clenched fist under my sleeve. I let out a cold snort from my nostrils, and turned my head reluctantly. As the saying goes – out of sight, out of mind, right?

“Imperial Uncle…” Feng Yin whispered, his face unclear.

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This long-lost word of 'Imperial Uncle' made me agitated, and without even thinking about it, I respectfully answered a word that I haven't used for a while as a subordinate. I raised my eyes, and asked cautiously with some doubts, “Your Majesty summons this subordinate…what's the matter? ” 

Feng Yin looked at me, his deep eyes stayed on my face for a long time, and then he sighed inexplicably, mixed with helplessness, and slightly opened his peach lips. “Nothing.”

I twitched the corners of my mouth and pulled out a smile that wasn't really a smile. “Really…”

…What day is it today? Why do I feel like God was always making fun of me? 

The two on the other side walked forward slowly, sweetly holding hands, and they didn't feel anything wrong. Together, they came out to play, rescued Feng Yin and me who fell off the cliff along the way and nothing else.

“This is the way to go up the cliff. Speaking of which, this can't be called a road. You can go up by climbing on a vine.” Qingheng smiled elegantly and explained to Feng Yin. But when he turned around, there was no smile at all. With a frigid face, he said coldly to himself, “Where's the vine?” 

 I'm in trouble… 

I was wondering where the feeling in my heart that I was doing something that I shouldn't have done came from, it turned out to be this.

I pulled out the green vine hidden in the deep grass under my feet, laughed dryly, and asked cautiously, “Qing… National teacher, I wonder if the vine you mentioned was this one…” 

The three of them looked at the vine in my hand that was close to the thickness of a human wrist, and then looked at me. Their surprised expression was a wonderful thing… for a while. Qingheng glared at me, and the most calm Feng Yin pursed the corners of his lips. With a smile that wasn't really a smile, and was slightly snickering? Compared to him, Qinglian was the exact opposite. Those eyes that stared at me as if they were about to come out were extremely hideous, as if they were going to devour me alive, slashed me with a thousand knives, and turned my bones into ashes. 

“This vine was destroyed by the lord?” Qing Heng said coldly.

It was the first time he had spoken to me in such a tone, and I was a little agitated. “It's not ruined! This lord just… just tried a little bit to see if it was firm or not. I didn't think that it would come down after pulling it. This lord remembered that it was not intentional. “

“Just like that?” He doubted.

“I'm afraid it's intentional!” Qinglian said softly, her tone was extremely slow, and she didn't forget to poach my eyes.

Ignoring Qinglian, I nodded my head like pounding garlic and said sincerely, “That's right.”

“Since the vines are broken, how should we go up?” Feng Yin said slowly, not showing the slightest anxiety he should have.

“There is still a way, but it is too dangerous, and there are many tests. I don't know what His Majesty wants?” Qingheng bowed his hands and asked.

Here, Feng Yin looked at me and said leisurely, “What do you think, Ziqing?”

“It's all up to His Majesty's wishes.” I resisted the thought of holding my forehead and replied respectfully.

After the words fell, Feng Yin thought about it for a while and said, “Then take the road that the National teacher mentioned.”

Qingheng nodded and led the way with Qinglian.

Our road to the cliff turned into a road to the deep cave and found that, unlike the previous residence, where the fragrance of birds and flowers was clear and quiet, like a fairyland, this place was like a yellow spring in hell. The grass was not deep, there were no birds or butterflies. It was desolate and quiet. 

Qingheng seems to have been here before, and his expression was flat. Feng Yin and I were bold as a man, and we didn't think there was anything scary, but Qinglian, in a way, was a girl, a young girl of sixteen or seventeen. She swallowed her saliva and shivered. Her jade slender hand hugged Qingheng's arm, unable to complete a sentence, “Master… Master… Really…do you really want to go in? Can you…not go in?” 

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