The Empress' Livestream

Wei Ci kept silent. Of course he knew the willfulness of the person before him, prestige to her was inconsequential.

“You will have to take on your identity eventually. If word from tonight gets out, it will be harmful to your reputation.”

Wei Ci tried his best to suppress his desire to tremble. He bit his tongue and used pain to control his body’s innate fear.

Why was he afraid?

It wasn’t solely because of the shadow from his previous life, but in this lifetime, he was even more afraid that she would discover something amiss and perceive him as a weirdo.

Jiang Pengji acted as if she didn’t comprehend. “Isn’t having a close friendship with my subordinate a rather joyous event?”

He took a deep breath. He had been in contact with the person by his side for years. Logic prompted him that the more his emotions heightened, the easier he’d fall into her trap.

Including her so called “close friendship” actions that day, it may well have been that she was momentarily excited. Either that or she had other motives.

He had to command 12,000 points of energy to confront her.

“Madam must be joking.” Wei Ci emphasised her gender. “You can’t disguise as a male all your life, you’ll have to reclaim your identity one day. Regardless of whether tonight we are pure in relations, if this rumours spreads, it will be detrimental to your reputation. Why can’t you take this seriously?”

Jiang Pengji responded with contempt.

“I can’t be bothered with this superficial thing. Is it crucial to you? From the people’s perspective, who gives them more advantages will be a saint and be worthy of their praises. Contrarily, if any interferes with their benefits, even if once they had great achievements, they will not hesitate to turn against him and refuse to acknowledge them. Do you think I am concerned with the “reputation” conferred by these foolish people?”

What is it with good or bad reputation?

From her perspective, it appeared to be more like an invisible chain one inflicted on oneself.

Wei Ci sighed in his heart; he should have understood. Though the starting points were different, innately all Emperors had similar characters.

“Ci also doesn’t care about these superficial titles. A man may live for a hundred years, yet all he leaves behind is a bag of bones.” Wei Ci felt intrigued; he could actually talk calmly to someone although the venue wasn’t ideal, “...But... Ci cares very much for your reputation...”

As if sent by gods, Wei Ci spoke vulnerably of the things deep in his heart, these heartfelt words he had never said before.

Yet as these words were spoken, an unspeakable sense of danger flowed from the tip of her leg directly to her brain.

She felt a silky, smooth white hand on her neck, and Wei Ci’s lips curled into a bitter smile.

This... sensing his unusual demeanour, like a demon, so her intent to kill was aroused?

At this moment however, Wei Ci lost his terrified emotions, his irregular heartbeat also resumed its regular pace.

Using her usual calm tone, she remarked, “Are you truly Wei Ci, Wei Zixiao?”

Wei Ci replied, “Yes, authentic indeed.”

After a while, she decided not to twist and break his neck; rather she seemed intrigued and responded with one word. “Interesting.”

At the beginning, she only suspected and felt that he was unusual, but after that, she was completely certain.

Fascinating?

Wei ci shuddered, shortly he felt this was the reaction the Emperor should have.

If an average person knew about reincarnation and he had foreknowledge of the path his body would take in the future, the first reaction would probably be fear. Perhaps he would even desperately wish to eliminate it.

Yet this issue was a catalyst that aroused the Emperor’s interest.

“Don’t you already know me...” Wei Ci felt he couldn’t control his tongue, “...What do you wish to know?”

She side-eyed him, then coldly said, “There’s no need, I don’t want to know.”

If she suspected from the start, tonight she had ascertained it thoroughly.

“Why?” He asked.

Jiang Pengji smirked, “This is akin to you reading a book of script for story-telling, you’ve only read the beginning and your interest is just ignited. Suddenly, someone jumps out telling you the end of the book, the old, good man in the book is actually a hypocritical bad guy...Will you be thankful to this busybody or desperately wish to kill him with one blow?”

Wei Ci: “...”

Such a deep level of wisdom, he had no comeback.

Moving her hands away, she turned her body and leaned on the couch. “For example, you used your allowances to buy a long-awaited game, but a fool appears and spoils the game by revealing the hidden treasures and game strategies, he turns the unknown to something completely known. Will you be grateful to this person for giving you the manual of strategies or take up a chopper to hack him up? Regardless of what others choose, I will surely choose the latter...”

“Don’t you feel... Ci is a weirdo?”

Wei Ci comprehended the previous analogy, but not the other one, although the heart of both analogies was similar.

Jiang Pengji wished to smile but restrained herself. “Even if you’re a weirdo, you’re a really intriguing one.”

He was startled, the temperature on both his cheeks increased.

When he calmed down, beneath his eyes there was evidently some measure of sadness, within his heart a mental picture of “just as expected” appeared.

No matter how entertaining... that is only a pet, but not love, it cannot even be spoken of as alike.

She spoke with meaning and depth, “Humans are not stone. They change.”

What advantage does reincarnation give?

To intelligent people, they’ll still succeed even without reincarnation.

From the perspective of the foolish, to evade the trap after reincarnation, they will likewise fall into another trap due to their foolishness.

Reincarnation isn’t like being melted down and refashioned; neither is it a place to recharge one’s intelligence.

Overly relying on memories from one’s previous life will only entrap them.

She feels that Wei Ci who’s clear-headed, it’s impossible for him to miss this point.

Additionally, she hopes he will not be hindered by memories from his past life and allow them to influence his reality in this present life.

In contrast to Wei Ci’s composed sleeping position, Jiang Pengji’s sleeping posture was rather free-spirited.

Jiang Pengji despised Wei Ci’s low body temperature, and Wei Ci also felt she was a small fire stove, he determined in his heart to get closer to her.

Yawning, she uncontrollably stretched her legs. The sole of her foot touched Wei Ci’s calf.

The cold wind entered straight into the soles of her feet, and immediately she shivered and lost all her fatigue.

She couldn’t bear but frown. “Trust me, your summer self will be likeable while in winter. You are too hateful.”

If he didn’t control himself with rationality, his body probably would have rebelled long ago.

The night was dark, Wei Ci couldn’t hold on anymore. Moreover, his body was still unwell, and he just lost himself to sleep.

Then —

“Gosh, is this the signal to forgo sleeping tonight?”

She wanted to push Wei Ci away, who had come to join her, though she didn’t fear the cold or heat, yet who fancies having an ice cube under a heater-like warm blanket?

Where’s the alluring sleeping pose?

Such is his style?

At last, she was patient with him, and her heart softened, allowing him to instinctively lean towards her.

Feeling bored, Jiang Pengji secretly poked the system.

She asked curiously, “The oddity I brought about when I unleashed the livestream, that’s Wei Ci right?”

The system pretended to act dead, yet it was within Jiang Pengji’s conscious mind. Since it depended on her, it had to please her.

Reluctantly it replied, “So what if it’s him, if you are so worried, then kill him.”

For a paranoid person, someone who knows your future clearly is extremely dangerous that you can’t sleep in peace.

Jiang Pengji sarcastically remarked, “Do you think everyone’s like you? That’s why I’m keeping you locked up rather than me being threatened by you.”

System: “...”

This Jiang Pengji is so hateful, the most cunning!