Chapter 293: I Wish to Crown You Empress

“Come in yourself.”

The voice of the Empress of Qian Kingdom drifted faintly from within the Imperial Study.

Lin Xun pushed open the door and stepped inside slowly, as if he were walking through a minefield.

“Close the door.”

Inside the Imperial Study, the Empress of Qian Kingdom sat upright at her desk, her delicate white hand holding a brush as she reviewed memorials word by word.

By now, the Empress of Qian Kingdom had changed out of her morning court robes, replacing them with a form-fitting dragon-patterned long dress.

The hem of the dress barely reached her ankles; her fair, tender ankles shimmered with the luster of the morning sun under the light.

Below her ankles, her delicate white feet were as lovely and tender as a young girl’s rouge-pink blush.

Each toe was small and dainty, looking very cute.

Further up, the form-fitting dress outlined the graceful curves of a young woman.

The long dress, slit like a qipao, reached up to the Empress’s thighs, revealing a hint of fair skin from within the golden fabric.

Her figure, seemingly blessed with fertility, was paired with a slender willow waist, her black hair pinned up and then cascading down.

As a strand of hair brushed her cheek, the Empress tucked it behind her ear with her finger; her majestic charm made her look as if she had stepped right out of a picture book.

For a moment, Lin Xun was entranced.

Long, straight black hair!

Bare ankles!

Attire just like a qipao!

She was only missing a pair of high heels!

Oh no!

Is it that Sister Mimi understands my operating System too accurately…

Or is this just how Sister Mimi usually dresses when she’s in the inner palace?

After all, since Sister Mimi ascended the throne, there aren’t even eunuchs in the inner palace—only women. So it’s probably normal for her to dress a bit more casually and lightly. Right, it’s normal…

“Why are you just standing there?”

Xia Xiaomeng’s slender fingers still hadn’t put down the brush, and she didn’t even raise her head.

“Hurry over and help me handle official business.”

“Oh, okay.”

Lin Xun walked forward, feeling like things were different from what he had imagined.

Lin Xun had thought that as soon as he entered the Imperial Study, Sister Mimi would hug him.

Or perhaps Sister Mimi would tie him up directly and throw him onto the bed.

And then he would be left crying out to the heavens and the earth with no response.

Could it be that he really misunderstood Sister Mimi?

Maybe Sister Mimi is actually very career-oriented, and asking him to come to the Imperial Capital to work was truly because she trusted him and put work first?

Walking in front of Xia Xiaomeng, Lin Xun subconsciously lowered his head to look at the desk, only to accidentally catch a glimpse of Holy Light!

Lin Xun’s face turned red, and he quickly looked up! He averted his gaze.

Damn it!

Sister Mimi is being way too unguarded, isn’t she?

“Why are you standing? Sit over here.”

Sensing Lin Xun’s gaze just now, a flush of crimson also rose on Xia Xiaomeng’s cheeks, though she kept her head down.

But the girl pretended nothing had happened and patted the spot next to her with one small hand.

At this moment, her tone no longer carried that imperial majesty; it was more of a young girl’s soft gentleness.

“Oh.”

Lin Xun sat down beside Xia Xiaomeng, catching a faint, gentle fragrance from the girl beside him with a light sniff.

“Too far!” Xia Xiaomeng complained.

“Oh.” Lin Xun sat a bit closer.

“Still too far!”

Lin Xun sat even closer.

“Rebellious subject! If you stay this far from me again, I shall punish you!”

“…”

Having no choice, Lin Xun had to sit right up against Xia Xiaomeng.

Their legs touched, and Lin Xun could already feel the softness of the girl’s arm beside him.

Feeling Lin Xun’s warmth beside her, Xia Xiaomeng’s eyes curved slightly, but she quickly reined in her happiness.

“Ahem, this seat is so hard,” Xia Xiaomeng remarked.

“Huh?” Lin Xun felt the soft couch beneath him. “No, it’s not. It’s very soft and comfortable.”

Xia Xiaomeng pouted, her almond eyes looking at Lin Xun unhappily. “If I say it’s hard, it’s hard.”

Lin Xun: “…”

“…Then what should I get for Your Majesty to use as a cushion?” Lin Xun asked.

“No need, there’s a cushion right here.”

With those words, Xia Xiaomeng stood up and sat down on Lin Xun’s lap.

“Hmm, a backrest isn’t bad either.”

Sitting on Lin Xun’s lap, Xia Xiaomeng leaned back, nestling softly into Lin Xun’s embrace.

The Empress’s fair heels swung gently, kicking Lin Xun’s shins lightly one after another.

If it were Bai Luoxue sitting on him, Lin Xun would have picked that silly girl up and moved her long ago.

But Sister Mimi was different.

It was no exaggeration to say that when the Qian Kingdom was in chaos and Lin Xun met Xia Xiaomeng, they truly depended on each other for survival.

When Lin Xun had tumbled down the hillside back then, he thought he was going to die.

But Sister Mimi had stayed by his bedside the entire time, truly never leaving him.

Moreover, ever since they met during the war as children, Xia Xiaomeng’s possessiveness over Lin Xun had been extremely intense. Lin Xun didn’t dislike Xia Xiaomeng; he even liked her a bit.

To the point where Lin Xun subconsciously accepted all of Xia Xiaomeng’s actions toward him.

Over time, Lin Xun almost never refused any of Xia Xiaomeng’s requests.

In other words, Lin Xun had been successfully ‘trained’ by Xia Xiaomeng, only for her sister to beat her to the punch.

“Your Majesty, let’s handle the official business first.” With a fragrant and soft girl sitting in his lap, Lin Xun quickly changed the subject to redirect his attention.

“Mhm, you have to help me with the work,” Xia Xiaomeng said, overjoyed. “Hold me; that way I can review the memorials even faster.”

“…” Lin Xun felt helpless. What kind of twisted logic was this? And why did he feel like he was a power bank?

“You’re not holding me!”

Seeing that Lin Xun hadn’t moved for a long time, Xia Xiaomeng pouted.

“I’m holding you, I’m holding you now.”

Lin Xun wrapped his arms around Xia Xiaomeng’s smooth, slender waist.

The girl beamed with joy once more.

In the shadows, Le Sha shook her head.

Le Sha felt that the civil and military officials of the Qian Kingdom could never have imagined this.

Their dignified Empress, the wise ruler they spoke of, was actually sitting on a man’s lap flirting while reviewing memorials.

“Xiao Xun, I’m sleepy.”

After reviewing just one memorial, Xia Xiaomeng yawned and went limp in Lin Xun’s arms.

“Oh, Sister Mimi, you rest first. I’ll head out.”

Lin Xun moved to lift Xia Xiaomeng out of his arms.

But Xia Xiaomeng immediately pressed down on Lin Xun’s hand. “Hold me while I sleep.”

“Your Majesty, this…”

“Don’t call me Your Majesty, and don’t call me Sister Mimi. Call me Xiaomeng.”

“I…” Lin Xun was a bit hesitant.

“You’re unwilling?” The girl’s almond eyes showed a hint of anger.

“Xiaomeng.” Lin Xun finally gave in again.

Based on past experience, if he didn’t agree, Sister Mimi would probably bite him.

“Mhm.” Xia Xiaomeng smiled with her eyes curved, leaning happily into Lin Xun’s embrace and wrapping her arms around him.

A stick of incense’s time later, Lin Xun felt like the girl in his arms was truly about to fall asleep.

Just as Lin Xun intended to carry her back to the couch and cover her with a thin blanket to keep her from catching a cold, the girl’s lips parted slightly:

“Xiao Xun, I wish to crown you Empress. What do you think?”