Royal Mother, you smell divine.
Just a few short words, ambiguous and full of desire, causing Empress Dowager Mo's whole body to become stiff. Emperor Yan's breath enveloped her, making her feel both disgusted and trapped with no escape.
"Emperor, are you mad? Let go!" Empress Dowager Mo's voice was filled with shock and anger. He was mad.
"I'm mad because Royal Mother drove me to it," Emperor Yan grabbed her, glaring coldly.
Empress Dowager Mo's teeth chattered angrily as she faced him. This ungrateful wretch, she shouldn't have supported him back then.
"Is Royal Mother regretting it?" Emperor Yan laughed lowly, "Do you regret putting me on this imperial throne back then?"
Empress Dowager Mo's eyes flickered with surprise, though it quickly vanished, yet Emperor Yan caught it. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, hurt, desolation, and more deeply, indignant fury.
How could she regret? Having chosen him, how could she regret?
