The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me-Chapter 73 - 0 Jealousy

Chapter 73: Chapter 073 Jealousy

He Ying had released Xuanrao from the palace, awarding her a thousand pieces of gold.

This matter had little impact on the previous dynasty, but its effect on the harem was profound.

Especially for the concubines who had entered the palace among the earliest groups.

The Emperor did not favor the company of women; these women had guarded their empty chambers for many years. Seeing themselves aging without any hope of liberation, they considered leaving the palace a better option.

Perhaps life outside the palace was miserable, but to see the sky beyond the palace walls once more seemed enough.

Thus, a great number of concubines suddenly appeared at Qingning Palace seeking release.

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Sang Yan had thought about releasing these pitiful women from the palace, but she had not expected it to happen so soon.

Unprepared, she could only say, “I will convey your wishes to the Emperor. As for whether it will happen, I make no promises. You should also consider carefully; the palace is cold, but it is tranquil. Outside, what sort of life you will face is uncertain.”

“Thank you for the warning. But we have made up our minds, regardless of what we might encounter outside, we have no regrets,”

said a concubine, her eyes brimming with tears.

Seeing this, Sang Yan nodded and let them leave.

While dining at noon

The Emperor continued his usual routine of inviting her.

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She went, and while eating, she said, “I know that releasing one person and releasing many are different matters. But they really are pitiable. In their situation, staying here means only to die of old age within these walls. I cannot bear it.”

He Ying had already learned about the concubines seeking release in the pavilion.

His relationship with her was progressing well, and he did not care much for these women, so he naturally had no objections: “Since you’ve spoken up, then grant them their release with some gold. Any who wish to leave the palace, arrange it as you see fit.”

Seeing he agreed, Sang Yan was genuinely pleased, “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Feeling good, she served him several pieces of meat, then couldn’t resist teasing, “Does Your Majesty really wish to release them? They are still at their charming peak, each more beautiful than the next. I’ve spoken, and Your Majesty’s selection of beauties will be cut by half.”

He Ying looked at her, his smile indulgent, “It doesn’t matter. You alone are worth the entire harem.”

Sang Yan: “…”

He was speaking sweet nothings again.

Really, they just came so naturally!

Touched inwardly, she pretended to ask with a serious face, “Then, does Your Majesty think I am jealous? Perhaps my intention isn’t out of kindness, but from selfishness, from jealousy.”

He Ying laughed, “Then I can only wish for that! It would truly be reason for massive celebration, to set off fireworks and rejoice wildly!”

Sang Yan: “…”

Incredible.

His sweet words were perfect.

Holding back her excitement, she served him a few more pieces of meat, “Your Majesty might as well not speak.”

He Ying, puzzled, “Why?”

Sang Yan looked at him, utterly serious, “Because I’m afraid I might want to kiss you.”

He Ying: “…”

Kiss… him?

That wasn’t entirely out of the question.

But how to kiss?

He recalled a scene he had seen in the late Emperor’s room as a child, lips locked, feeding each other, forget it, couldn’t think about it, it was somewhat nauseating.

He still couldn’t accept it.

No, not with someone else, but with her… It should be different, right?

He examined her lips, the color a rich crimson, the shape also beautiful, plump and full, her teeth white and her appearance extremely pretty. What would it taste like to kiss her?

Unaware of his inner thoughts, Sang Yan’s face blushed under his stare and she reflected—was she being too forward? He hadn’t even mentioned wanting to kiss her. The other day when she spoke of holding hands, it hadn’t progressed into anything. Was she being too forward for him to respect?

“What are you looking at?”

She feigned calmness, taking up some vegetables to eat, though her hand trembled as she held her chopsticks.

Is this what it’s like to like someone?

Nervous to the point of losing composure due to his gaze.

Seemed too pitiful.

Just then—

He Ying spoke up, urging her, “Didn’t you say you wanted to kiss me? Why haven’t you started yet?”

Sang Yan: “…”

Was he waiting for her to kiss him after staring at her for so long?

Good heavens!

She was merely boasting with her words.

“That… Aren’t we eating?”

She felt guilty and spoke weakly, “I was just kidding.”

He Ying was somewhat curious about kissing Sang Yan, but this curiosity wasn’t urgent. If Sang Yan didn’t want to, he would let it be; however, upon hearing her latter statement, he became unhappy, “How can you joke about something so significant?”

Sang Yan: “…”

Just a kiss, is that a big deal?

She then recalled mentioning her jealousy, and he had called it a joyful occasion celebrated by everyone—indeed what the Emperor considered important was truly significant!

“Emperor, stop teasing.”

She changed the topic, regaining seriousness, her eyes filled with concern, “Releasing so many concubines from the palace at once, will it affect the previous dynasty?”

After all, the previous dynasty’s harem had intertwined interests, and she didn’t want to cause him trouble.

He Ying also knew this would provoke criticism, thus he composed himself and said earnestly, “It’s fine. I will soothe things over.”

“That must be hard on you, Your Majesty.”

“Your happiness is all that matters.”

“Hm. I’m very happy, and I hope the Emperor is happy too.”

“Then would you like to kiss me?”

The topic had circled back.

Thinking that they were in the middle of dining, with the taste of food in her mouth, Sang Yan inappropriately commented, “We are eating.”

He Ying gave in, “Then let’s finish eating.”

Sang Yan: “…”

The truth was, once they finished eating, she ran away.

Under the pretense of rinsing her mouth.

Then vanished without a trace.

He Ying knew she was escaping and indulged her with a laugh.

She liked him, she was getting closer to him, that was all he wanted.

But further steps, in front of his odd illness, should be paced cautiously.

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Sang Yan began to prepare for the release of the palace concubines.

In two days, thirty-seven people registered.

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Among them was Jinpin, Xie Jinhua.

Seeing this name, she was startled: The young girl who pleaded for Princess Consort Li? Hadn’t she entered the palace not long ago? Had she already lost hope and wanted to leave?

It was really unexpected.

She put down the list and sent for her.

When Xie Jinhua arrived, she was nervous, afraid that Sang Yan wouldn’t agree to her leaving the palace.

“Lord Sang, did you call for me? Is there something you need?”

She was extremely respectful, cautious and humble.

Seeing this, Sang Yan smiled kindly, “There’s nothing much. Please, take a seat first.”

Xie Jinhua sat down anxiously.

Sang Yan then said, “I saw your name on the release list, and I was surprised. You’re so young, why do you want to leave the palace? Did someone say something to you? Or did someone bully you?”

To her knowledge, among the concubines who entered the palace with her, only she herself wanted to leave.

Others, relying on their beauty, were still trying to seize an opportunity.

Anticipating this issue, Xie Jinhua had organized her thoughts and spoke, “Thank you, Lord Sang, for your concern. No one has bullied me. I just want to leave the palace. Seeing how perfectly matched you and the Emperor are, so loving, I truly envy you. I know I don’t have such fortune nor dare to hope for it. I only wish to leave the palace. I hope Lord Sang can grant my request.”

She saw everything clearly and lived with lucidity.

Sang Yan had always admired her; saving Princess Consort Li was compassionate and righteous, asking to leave the palace showed clear-headedness; she truly was an excellent woman.