Feng Yunian lowered his gaze, hiding the cold light in his eyes.
He stayed silent.
Bai Weiwei was still looking at him eagerly. She had already decided to stick to her “overturn the entire world for one person” setting.
Therefore, this blatantly, out-in-the-open gaze was like a little milk pup1 looking at meat and bones.
Something seemed to convince Feng Yunian. He smiled slightly, his voice becoming soft. “Thanking Your Majesty for not throwing me away. Yunian only asks for a quiet and safe place and does not dare expect more.”
But Bai Weiwei, like a vegetable store aunt promoting her sales, pressed on. “Don’t you want the throne?”
Feng Yunian’s expression was stony, his murderous air barely suppressed.
“Oh, if I say I want the throne, surely Your Majesty wouldn’t give it to me?”
He asked in a cold, sharp voice.
His forbearing temperament was thrown into disarray by Bai Weiwei’s incoherent, baffling words.
Bai Weiwei glanced at the -20 favorability.
This level of favorability was probably…
The system seemed to know what she was thinking and immediately said without being asked2: “A favorability of -20 signifies that the male lead, in his heart, can’t wait for you to drop dead. Every time he sees you, he curses you to die quickly, and every time he thinks of you in his heart, he wonders why you won’t die.”
Bai Weiwei: “…”
If she could gain 100% favorability by giving the throne, but he didn’t accept, she would just thrust it upon him.
But if she gave him the throne to increase his favorability?
It should rise at least a few points.
Give him the throne now, and she would die, la, die.
Feng Yunian watched Bai Weiwei’s expression turn complicated, and his heart grew cold.
Her show of affection was all a pretense.
His thin lips curled up into a handsome smile, and the expression in his eyes suddenly softened. “The mountains and rivers under the heavens hold great significance to Her Majesty. How could such exaggerations of bestowing it to this one be so easily spoken?”
Bai Weiwei coughed lightly once, then said resolutely: “I said, when I fall in love with you, I will offer you this nation in both hands.”
Feng Yunian sneered in his heart, but he still spoke with false emotions. “Then how can Your Majesty fall in love with me?”
Bai Weiwei reached out and stroked his delicate and handsome face. She leaned closer, nearly spotting the endless cold in his eyes.
She smiled warmly. “When you fall in love with me, I will fall in love with you.”
The light in Feng Yunian’s eyes trembled slightly. He reached out to push her away but caught a glimpse of the wound on her shoulder.
Blood drenched the sleeve, but she didn’t seem to feel any pain.
Like a scoundrel, she hugged him without letting go.
He tried to toss her gibberish out of his mind.
He had already figured out the best method for himself.
No matter what Bai Weiwei’s purpose.
Playing the fool was okay; making fun of him was also alright.
At this moment, Feng Ling was outside the palace looking to kill him, like a tiger watching its prey3. He had to become someone above others.
So he could only use… Bai Weiwei.
When he thought of this, he pressed down his resentment and unwillingness and pasted on a smile.
He was handsome and elegant, with distinct features, and his smile was moving.
“Your Majesty, if you are truly willing to make a bet with me, then I will take it.”
Bai Weiwei’s eyes brightened. “You’re willing to seduce me, fawn over me, pursue me, just to gain my love?”
Seduce, fawn over, pursue…
When Feng Yunian heard her say this sentence, his heart was shaken.
It couldn’t be that she aimed to let him wag his tail in flattery and become a cheap prostitute who curried favor with her?
Even if he was in dire straits again, he couldn’t be willing to degrade himself.
The murderous air in Feng Yunian’s eyes intensified.
But Bai Weiwei fawningly pulled his sleeve, twisting back and forth. “And I’ll also seduce you, fawn over you, pursue you, just to gain your love.”
1: 小奶狗: a puppy who hasn’t been weaned, or a type of cute and sticky boy[friend].↩
2: 心有灵犀: of one heart/mind.↩
3: 虎视眈眈: to eye covetously, or eye with hostility.
