Does She Want To Die?

Emperor Xiao Rin, whose legs were hugged by her, stiffened for a brief moment, and then chills ran down his back.

His face, which was as beautiful as imperial jade, turned gloomy and hostile, and anger welled up in his peach blossom eyes.

Had he not deliberately held himself back, he would have already kicked away the woman who was hugging his leg.

But, when Xiao Rin thought of the Right Prime Minister behind this woman, he finally held back, clenched his teeth, and said coldly, "Let go."

Xie Shang naturally heard the strong hostility and anger in His Majesty, the Emperor's voice.

Xie Shang was apprehensive that if she didn't let go, would His Majesty the Emperor order that her hand be chopped off?

Xie Shang thought about this and wanted to let go, but she was interrupted by the cheerful voice of the system in her mind.

"Keep it up, dear host. The points are up, the points are up."

　　"How much has it risen? How much has it risen? Where can I see it?" Xie Shang asked excitedly in her mind, forgetting all her fears.

　　"If you want to know your score, just think about it, and you'll be able to see it," the system responded, in the same cheerful voice.

　　Xie Shang immediately focused and sensed, and then saw a screen appear above her head. It looked no different from a computer screen. The numbers on the screen kept changing constantly. Those should be the points, Xie Shang thought.

　　At this time, the points were constantly increasing, eighty-eight, ninety, ninety-five, ninety-eight...

　　Xie Shang was delighted to see the points rise so fast. Not bad, not bad. Let's keep going.

　　Right now, she couldn't think about the Emperor chopping her hand off. Earning points was more important. Furthermore, when she seriously contemplated it, she felt that even if the Emperor despised her behavior right now, he wouldn't cut off her hand in a fit of anger.

　　Because she was the daughter of the Right Prime Minister, and the Right Prime Minister was the auxiliary minister assisting the emperor, the emperor would not cut off her hand even if she made him angry right now.

　　Xie Shang considered this, and instead of letting go, she hugged His Majesty's legs even more tightly and cried.

　　"Your Majesty, you have to ensure justice for your consort, you know, the Consort of Reverent Benignity not only mocked This Consort for not being favored by His Majesty, but she also beat me, injuring my head, woo, woo. Your Majesty, now This Consort's head is hurting."

　　After Xie Shang finished speaking, she raised her head and struck a pitiful pose as she looked toward the Emperor.

She was a little taken aback by simply looking at him.

　　 Xie Shang, as the co-president of an entertainment company, has seen many superstars. But to be honest, those superstars' looks were really no match for those of Emperor Xiao Rin.

　　His facial features are as delicate as if they had been specially carved by a knife, his eyebrows seemed to have been drawn carefully using a brush, his black eyes look like two drops of paint, his nose bridge is also high, and his lips are so sexy and sultry and this Emperor Xiao Rin's facial skin is like a piece of imperial jade without the slightest flaw.

　　The entire facial features are 360 degrees without dead ends, and the most attractive feature of his delicate and perfect facial features is his pair of peach blossom eyes, which are black, deep, and as dazzling as jasper beads.

[T/N: "360 degrees without dead ends" means no matter what angle you look at, it looks good and is perfect.]

　　It's just that, at this time, those pupils were filled with rage, and they were glaring at her.

　　Xie Shang's scalp went numb, and she wanted to let go subconsciously, but when she remembered the points, she hugged Xiao Rin's leg again without fear of death and blinked a few times to bring tears to her eyes.

　　"Your Majesty, This Consort's head is hurting."

　　When she finished speaking, she reached out and grabbed Xiao Rin's bright yellow robe to wipe away her tears. Before letting it fall back, she also wiped her nose with it.

　Everyone in the bedroom was horrified. The Noble Consort even wiped her tears and snot with the Emperor's robe. Does she want to die?