ALL NOVEL chapter 4
Chapter 4: My Guard is a Bit Naughty
Today’s tea is very good, but Qin Ji’s mood is not.
Today, His Majesty took out this memorial from the court ministers, which was equivalent to a warning to himself. Of course, His Majesty would not dare to touch him, and with Qin Ji’s calm demeanor, she dared even less.
But Qin Ji was never sure in his heart.
He indeed had enough leverage, but the words he just said could also potentially anger His Majesty. If she were truly as explosive as a firecracker, he would be in serious trouble.
Fortunately, both sides remained calm.
However, this write-off does not mean that His Majesty will not hold a grudge in the future.
When he took his leave, he caught a glimpse of the Emperor’s tightly clenched silver teeth out of the corner of his eye. If it weren’t for the fact that he didn’t dare to act against him yet, Qin Ji believed that the Emperor would have already dragged him out to be beheaded. The Emperor’s gnashing teeth just now really looked like he wanted to eat someone.
Ah, but the green tea brewed from the Emperor’s packet of Liangchun Mountain tea was really delicious. He liked it so much that he subtly asked for some before leaving.
The Emperor was indeed very attentive to him. With veins bulging on his temple, he immediately ordered the maid beside him to bring out a packet of imperial tribute Liangchun Mountain tea to give to him. When Qin Ji saw the maid’s expression, he understood that the tea was obviously very precious to her—but since he had already asked, he couldn’t take it back…
Forget it, forget it. The process of transforming from a treacherous minister to a loyal one cannot be achieved through such small courtesies. Instead of worrying about these trivial matters, it would be better to consider how to do something significant to put the Emperor at ease.
As Qin Ji walked out of the palace, the first thing he saw was a girl in black standing at the entrance.
She was still dressed in that neat and tidy black outfit, with a waist knife strapped to her side, and her short black hair flowing briskly behind her. Her dark red eyes stared intently at the palace, giving off a restless feeling—as if she was ready to rush in with her knife at any moment if something went wrong.
The moment she saw Qin Ji come out, a hint of relief flashed in her eyes. She straightened her clothes and then walked up to him.
“You don’t need to worry so much.”
Qin Ji said with a bitter smile.
Ling Yan was really too worried. Standing at the gate like this, anyone who didn’t know better would think she was planning to storm in. And dressed in black with a knife, she looked like she was out for revenge.
“Young master, you always say things so casually. You said you’d be fine, but I didn’t dare to believe it,” Ling Yan sneered. Qin Ji could even hear a hint of killing intent in her sneer, though it wasn’t directed at him. “I’ve been keeping an eye on the situation inside. If I sensed anything wrong, I was ready to rush in.”
“Please don’t. If the Emperor and I were having a pleasant conversation and slapped the table or something, and you rushed in, it would be treason either way.” Qin Ji sighed, covering his face.
“Rest assured, young master. I’ve made some arrangements on you. If you’re not in danger, I won’t act rashly.”
At this point, Ling Yan glanced at the imperial guards at the palace gate.
“No way, what did you do to me?”
“Just a simple little curse that can sense subtle changes in your body. Don’t worry, it won’t affect your actions.” As she spoke, Ling Yan lifted the curtain of the carriage. “Please.”
Qin Ji sighed and got into the carriage.
With the coachman’s shout, the carriage left the palace.
The two of them sat facing each other inside the carriage. Ling Yan looked at the scenery outside the window and then asked in a low voice:
“Young master, do you need my services anytime soon?”
“Of course not. I told you, I’m still very safe,” Qin Ji said with a frown. “Also, can you speak a bit more properly? What do you mean by ‘using you’? It makes people think I’m some kind of beast in human clothing.”
“Pretty much. Back then, you sent me out to kill eleven ministers appointed by the late Emperor in one night. No one else would exploit their subordinates like that.” Ling Yan looked at him with a meaningful gaze and added, “And you didn’t even pay me.”
“You…”
“But never mind. Who told me to eat your food, drink your drinks, and use your things? No pay, no pay.”
“I…”
“But sometimes you should reflect on how to use people properly. Just a few days before the Emperor ascended the throne, you were using me intensely every day. But after the Emperor ascended, you haven’t used me once. Can we not be so inconsistent?”
The barely noticeable smile at the corner of Ling Yan’s mouth was instantly caught by the very familiar Qin Ji, and he felt a pang of anger.
“That’s killing. How can a young girl like you be busy killing every day?”
“You know that young girls shouldn’t be busy killing every day?”
“I…”
Qin Ji was speechless.
It wasn’t his fault. The original “Qin Ji” was an ambitious and ruthless character. To ensure he could control the situation, he ordered Ling Yan to eliminate all so-called “supporters of the former emperor” before Xia Yuxiao ascended the throne, ensuring that the new emperor, under his control, could ascend smoothly. Under Ling Yan’s hand, those officials and their subordinates were practically sent to their deaths, causing a bloody storm in the entire court.
But it wasn’t the current him who did it!
The one who ordered you to kill was me before the new emperor ascended the throne. The me before the new emperor ascended the throne is not the current me. If you want to hold someone accountable, go find the previous me!
“Alright, no more jokes,” Ling Yan leaned back in her chair, “Young master, you may have your own considerations, but don’t worry about my thoughts. In all the things you encounter, no matter what orders you give me, I will only choose to obey. In this regard, you can be completely unrestrained.”
“Obey any order? In that case, wouldn’t you be unhappy?”
Qin Ji always felt that Ling Yan might have a bit of a yandere tendency, and considering she came from a demonic sect, it was quite possible.
“Ahaha, young master, you’re only now thinking of asking if I’m happy or not?”
The smile on the girl’s face was completely unrestrained, growing more and more joyful.
“I just suddenly thought of this question.”
“What you decide is what I decide, what you want to do is what I want to do, it’s that simple,” Ling Yan leaned forward, scrutinizing her young master’s face, “Of course, if what you want to order me to do is something unhealthy… I might indeed hesitate a bit. After all, you have to give me some time to prepare. I do have a bit of a longing for a more romantic atmosphere.”
“I… this…”
Damn it, this guy is making my liver hurt with anger.