Book 13: Chapter 9
Nier looked at my cloak covered in red fox fur and asked, “Did you come back from Ling Yue’s place?”
Ling Yue vigorously rubbed herself against me before I left, thereby covering me in her fur before letting me leave. I peeled off a lot on the way back, but I never thought there’d be so much left. I really hoped her fur would grow back after.
“Yes,” I honestly admitted to it.
Nier looked at me with a complex gaze while holding onto my cloak. She then sighed and handed my cloak to a maid: “Throw it away. It’s covered in fox fur and a rancid stench. Your Majesty, I now wish to know how Ling Yue is doing.”
I dallied. I imagined lots of reactions Nier would have, such as getting angry, jealous or pushing me down without a thought and then wringing me out several times. I never thought she’d accept my answer so calmly and even ask how Ling Yue was doing. I didn’t think Nier liked Ling Yue. I gave an honest answer: “She’s all right. She’s not in human form right now, but I can tell that nothing is out of the ordinary.”
Nier nodded: “Our trip this time won’t affect her, will it? Did she have any special requests for you when you visited?”
“No, actually. She just wanted me to return to her side a bit sooner. Mm, yeah, that’s all. A woman would want her husband by her side, after all, right?” I looked at Nier with a smile: “To be honest, I initially thought your relationship with Ling Yue would be bad, but it sounds as though I was excessively worried. You do care for her quite a lot. I never thought you’d come to like her after being in contact with her just once.”
“I don’t like her. I’m just worried that she’ll affect our mood on our trip.” Nier shrugged. Frankly, nobody could tell if she’s proud or not from that expressionless attitude of hers. Nier might truly think that way. She explained, “If you thought about another woman while you were with me, I would be very jealous. Hence, I hope you can look at me sincerely when you go out with me, and look only at me.”
I smiled, and then took hold of Nier’s hand. She had ‘serious’, written all over her face. She stated, “Your Majesty, you don’t need to look at me with that playful gaze; I’m being serious. I genuinely don’t want you to think of other women. You can only think of me when you go out with me.”