Chapter 228

Chapter 228

The two seasoned individuals had just engaged in a chaotic and messy kiss. Damn it, that jerk!

Su Yi's mouth was swollen as if she had eaten spicy duck necks, her originally pale lips now as red and moist as cherries rinsed in water, almost about to split.

Of course, that jerk Kangxi didn't fare well either.

His originally thin lips no longer looked thin, with cuts and blood seeping through, looking like he'd just sucked blood. He looked even worse than her.

Su Yi felt a lot better.

Wiping her mouth with her hand, she was still fine, even considering having a spicy hot pot with lots of chili oil right in front of Kangxi, that jerk!

She had felt a little guilty earlier, but not anymore!

"Consort, you already know, don't you?" Kangxi, with a bloodthirsty look, glared menacingly at Su Yi, not even bothering to wipe the blood from his mouth as he spoke.

He really looked like a gloomy, sickly character straight out of a painting.

Su Yi: "...." I know a lot of things, but which one are you talking about?

You just blurt that out—how am I supposed to know what you mean?

If I guess wrong, wouldn’t that just give me away?

"...Which matter?" Not sure, she asked again, deciding whether to admit based on the situation.

Kangxi: ....

The Consort's tone sounded like she was hiding many things.

"Pot Lid." He snapped impatiently, his tone filled with irritation, the act of speaking tugged at the wound on his mouth, making him hiss softly, but he quickly held it back, probably thinking it wasn’t manly to show pain.

A man shouldn’t be unable to bear a little pain.

Oh, this, "Did you also do that kind of digging tunnels to catch cats? I know—it’s hard not to, given how much you and Pot Lid love talking about it. I wanted to join in, but you two wouldn’t let me."

She spoke very frankly, her attitude open and honest, showing no sign of guilt.

Hearing this, Kangxi's face darkened even more, immediately denying, "I did not do such a thing!"

Alright, alright, it’s not like it’s easy for him to do that kind of thing. It’s better not to push him now, or he’ll feel humiliated.

"Okay, you didn’t." Su Yi showed a gentle smile, her tone carrying her usual tolerance.

But this wasn’t comforting; it was more like adding fuel to the fire.

Yeah, yeah, this kind of thing, now or later, is just as infuriating.

He angrily accused, "You woman, don’t always use this trick! You’re good at stirring up trouble. That fat cat will one day..."

The rest of his words were cut off because the woman who had just been smiling gently immediately changed her expression, reaching out to pinch his face, "What are you going to do, little mouth yapping? If you keep yapping, I’ll kiss Pot Lid and then kiss you to death!"

This move really stuck to Kangxi for a while, "You... let go!" Using force pulled at the bite wound on his mouth, his speech leaking air, automatically reducing his dignity.

After clearly hearing what the Consort had just said.

Kangxi: "..." So shameless!

Who knows if there’d be cat hair in my mouth? But thinking about kissing the pothead and then kissing him—wouldn’t that mean he’s practically kissing that fat cat...?!

But talking with a lisp, like during the awkward period of changing teeth, it sounds... kind of funny. Kangxi doesn’t seem to notice that Su Yi isn’t scared—she’s actually trying not to laugh.

But realizing that laughing would lose the momentum, Su Yi suppressed her smile, pressed her lips together, and said, "Yes, yes, yes, you're absolutely right."

While saying 'you’re right,' her hands were all over him.

Kangxi, with a stern expression, said this, but as soon as he spoke, "Yes... you still—" he realized that speaking now had no momentum at all, instead handing his beloved consort a perfect opportunity to laugh at him.

He simply stopped talking, glaring at Su Yi with icy menace, trying to convey with his eyes:

He is really angry now, and the consort better think about how to make it right after letting go.

This cat, annoyed from being petted, is about to hiss and puff up its fur, and Su Yi knows to hold back.

The hand on his face changed from pinching to stroking, her expression shifting quickly, "Did I hurt your face? I was just playing around, oh no, your face is a little red."

She leaned over, blowing on it with a look of concern, "You’re so delicate, your skin is so tender—not thick-skinned at all, just like Baocheng. Look at me, though."

She pinched herself, of course, with a little flair—only an idiot would pinch themselves that hard.

Unsurprisingly, her face didn't redden at all.

Kangxi watched her performance with a dark look. The consort didn’t hold back when she pinched him, but when pinching herself, it was just for show!

Is that the same?

Her strength could bruise even the toughest skin.

And what about tender skin? Waiting for him to deny that it's thick-skinned.

"You’ve been getting bolder and bolder lately," Kangxi said unhappily, pushing her hand away from his face.

He pushed her hand away, but not entirely.

Su Yi, maintaining a leaning posture, felt a bit tired. She was quite calm inside about Kangxi's words, even leaning over to sit on Kangxi's lap at this moment.

This felt much better—talking from afar was exhausting.

After adjusting to a comfortable position, Su Yi quickly admitted her mistake, "Alright, I am a bit bold, I do whatever I want, but I already know I'm wrong, so don't scold me anymore."

Kangxi, dissatisfied with her overstepping behavior, snorted coldly, his hand resting on the soft flesh of Su Yi's waist, pinching, his expression still not very satisfied.

Like weighing a few ounces of meat not being enough, finding it unpleasant to the touch.

"No," Kangxi refused, his expression still not happy, but his hands didn't stop, pinching this way and that, as if pinching something to relieve stress.

Su Yi, watching Kangxi's actions, smiled sweetly on the surface but cursed inside: Damn, what's wrong with this dog? It's not like this at night—if you really dislike it, don't touch.

She twisted uncomfortably, saying coyly, "Your Majesty, this isn't appropriate—it's not dark yet."

Feeling something unusual beneath her sitting position, as if something was poking.

Su Yi: See, my damn, irresistible charm.

Kangxi's face darkened.

Though the words were quite offbeat, it felt like a nerve had been struck.

Kangxi pinned her down, his tone somewhat irritable, "If you keep squirming, I’ll toss you aside." He looked as fierce as a tiger whose tail had been yanked, incredibly angry.

But his hands still held her firmly, keeping her seated. Despite his fierce appearance, it felt more like he was just grumbling.

Su Yi: It’s hard to feel scared when you’re like this.

Well, it’s unavoidable—everyone’s built differently and it gives you an extra weakness in a fight.

Of course, she still played along and stopped squirming, softly raising her hand to rest on Kangxi’s neck, leaning her head on his shoulder, she murmured,

"Got it, so let’s stop arguing, okay? Let’s talk this out properly, or maybe we can just turn in early tonight."

Su Yi’s words were laced with suggestion.

As if calling it an early night would fix everything.

"No," Kangxi shot back.

Su Yi was a bit surprised—wait, does he not want to?

"What do you think I am?!" Kangxi was very displeased, did the Consort think he was some kind of pervert?

Su Yi: !?

What are you even talking about? We're all adults, be straight with me—it’s not like we haven’t done this before. You can’t be shy now!

Kangxi, flustered: !

"Fine then, I was just worried your legs might go numb, thinking lying down would be more comfortable. Look at you, where’s your mind at?" Su Yi looked as serious as she could be, definitely not implying anything naughty.

How could you jump to that conclusion?

Kangxi’s breathing quickened, not for any other reason, but because he was angered by the Consort.

Su Yi tightened her arms around his neck, even if Kangxi let go, she wouldn’t embarrass herself, there’s no way she would fall, it doesn’t matter, because she would act.

"Oh right, didn't you say you had something to tell me when you came back? Let's talk about serious matters." Su Yi timely changed the subject.

As soon as he came back, he caught her brushing her teeth, and didn’t mention anything.

It had to be her to bring the topic back.

When it came to this, Kangxi had already digested his emotions well during this time, his expression became calm, as if the previous irritable mood was just an illusion, he was still the inscrutable Emperor.

"It’s not something very important, just that when I recently went to see Consort Ping, I left a few times in your name, so Consort Ping might hold some resentment towards you, I’m telling you this so you’re aware." Kangxi said in a flat tone.

As flat as if pulling Su Yi into hatred was really just a trivial matter.

Su Yi: What the hell??!

I’ve always been aware, but you don’t seem to be, damn it.

Su Yi timely showed a puzzled expression, as if just casually asking, her mood calm without any excitement, "Oh, is that so, but what is the Emperor’s intention in doing this?"

The intention is to pull me into hatred, right!

You better give me a good explanation.

I'm really sick, and you still manage to cause a scene.

"I'm above it all when it comes to Consort Ping, so I don't want to get too involved. But I can't always do as I please, so I had to use your name, Consort. After discussing it with you, I feel more at ease. You wouldn't rat me out, would you?"

He had that look of 'I don't care for her, so I won't compromise myself, but I had to find another way.'

Su Yi: "..." For crying out loud, you're so high and mighty that you use me to do your dirty work?!

Is this how being high and mighty is supposed to be used?! Who uses it like this?!

Su Yi gave a weak smile, "But how did you come up with such an idea?" I still remember how uptight you were.

How did you learn this? Don't you have any shame?!

Oh, right, jerk doesn't have that.

"I didn't have to put much thought into it. I often see people approaching me this way, so it's nothing new. I just tweaked it a bit and used it. It works like a charm, and no one finds it odd," Kangxi said with a satisfied tone.

Others join the winning side when they can't beat them, but you, jerk, you understand and then adapt it flexibly. You're something else.

It was clear he was very pleased, as if his whole world had expanded.

Like a hint of 'it worked so well, I'll do it again next time.'

After a pause, he leaned in, his forehead touching Su Yi's, so close that their noses were a breath apart, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, "It's just that I have to ask you to take the blame for me this time."

Now it was Su Yi's turn to struggle to breathe, her breath becoming uneven. Kangxi, with his nose touching hers, seemed to have found it hilarious and laughed out loud.

For crying out loud, you jerk, you're something else.

Now you're not even pretending in front of me, just outright trashing my name, huh? You're really asking for it!

I have no friends because of you.

Su Yi's conflicted emotions of wanting to curse but holding back were complex. Waking up to find him even more bold, openly a jerk now, whereas before he was just a sneaky one, was a big shock. She was completely drained.

And the worst part was, the jerk was still laughing, the vibrations of his laughter even reaching her.

Laugh all you want.

The jerk dared to ask, "Why aren't you saying anything, Consort? I'm not used to it. I always find your voice especially soothing to listen to."

Su Yi: Why am I not talking? Don't you know? I'm afraid if I open my mouth, I'll just curse at you!

"Because I didn't expect Your Majesty to have this side to you. I'm a bit shocked and don't know what to say."

Su Yi, with a face that read calm but was actually numb, spoke like a soulless script machine,

"Your Majesty thinks so highly of me, I'm really excited and overwhelmed. To avoid losing my composure, I can only calm myself down before replying."

It was like she had split into two, one cursing wildly, the other speaking calmly. Sigh, being human is really hard.

But Kangxi, this jerk, was really something, "Really? I don't believe it."

Su Yi: "?!" Man, you're playing with fire.

"It seems to me, Consort, that you look more like you want to curse at me," Kangxi said, examining her expression with that annoying tone.

Su Yi: Oh, is it that obvious already?

"Hmm... how could it be?" Su Yi swallowed a mouthful of blood, forcing a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

Do you realize you're asking for a scolding? Why don't you usually have such awareness?!

"Is that so? That doesn't sound very convincing. I still don't believe it."

Take note of Kangxi's expression right now.

Su Yi sighed deeply, "Your Majesty, when people speak to you nicely, why do you always..." Then she lunged at him, claws and all, "Not believe it!!"

She didn't use her full strength to pin him down like a helpless chick, as that would be no fun, like hitting a dead person.

Su Yi tackled Kangxi to the ground, letting him experience the fury of a woman scorned.

When both fell to the ground, Kangxi instinctively raised his hands to shield himself,

"How dare you!" "How dare you... wait!" "Wait a moment!" "Consort! Calm down, please!" Then he shouted louder, "No one is to enter!" Clearly speaking to those outside.

Hearing a loud crash from outside, the commotion seemed a bit unusual, and Liang Jiugong and the others, fearing the worst, hesitated at the door.

But their ears could still hear the considerable noise inside, exchanging bewildered glances, unsure whether to continue listening, and were all shooed away by Liang Jiugong with a flick of his whisk.

Inside, from the initial firm and commanding tone, "Calm down!" "This is outright defiance!" "Have I been too lenient... ah!" But it was of no use, still frantically blocking, and still got beaten.

Eventually, Kangxi was reduced to covering his head and dodging, his voice weakening, growling in a low voice, "Consort! Not the face, not the face! Anything but the face!"

Finally, Kangxi lay on the ground, his clothes torn to shreds, even his yellow undergarment was in tatters, reducing his fine attire to rags.

Exposing his muscular frame, now marred with scratches, as if he had been through a mauling, looking utterly spent, his earlier bravado gone.

Even then, Kangxi remembered to cover his face with his hand, determined to safeguard his last bastion of dignity.

The face is the bottom line and must not be lost!

All his defenses were focused on protecting his face, everything else was neglected.

Meanwhile, Su Yi was smoothing out her slightly rumpled clothes, touching her hair to see if it was messed up, looking refreshed, glancing at Kangxi beside her, like a rogue who had his fun and then played innocent, "Get up already, quit playing dead."

Listen, listen, this is the true face of the Consort.

Kangxi, still rattled, cautiously moved his hand away from his face, not completely, sneaking a look to see if the Consort was busy tidying up and wouldn't strike back, then truly let go.

Finally, his face was saved.

But regarding the current situation, Kangxi felt very embarrassed, "I won't get up." He was about to get up, but when the Consort said so, he refused, not wanting to seem too obedient, getting up just because he was told to.

After saying this, Kangxi turned over, directly facing away from Su Yi, using his back to express his protest.

He wouldn't give her a front view.

Actually, he was afraid that facing her, he might not have time to block.

Then, not hearing the Consort's voice, Kangxi felt something was wrong.

Turning his back, was it more convenient for the Consort to do something behind his back? But covering his face in front seemed too cowardly, as if he was too afraid of being hit.

For a moment, torn between turning back or continuing to face away, he felt extremely uneasy, somewhat restless.

Too quiet, Kangxi still turned back uneasily, almost startled by the Consort's face suddenly close up.

"Consort! If you do this a couple more times, I really will..."

Su Yi, as if seeing something rare, pointed to a spot in his hair, "You have a white hair here."