???
What on earth is going on? Lin Qiao was utterly dumbfounded.
"What? Could you repeat that?"
Luo Nanchen remained as matter - of - fact as ever, seemingly oblivious to anything amiss. "Your son would like to sleep with you, Mother."
Ah, Lin Qiao got it.
Presumably, Lin Qiao's heartfelt outpouring last night had allowed Luo Nanchen to experience true motherly love for the first time. As a result, his urge to act like a spoiled child had overflowed. He desperately craved his mother's embrace and even wanted his mother to lull him to sleep.
However, the child was already seventeen years old, and she was just a step - mother. It would be inappropriate if word got out. She had to correct the child's values.
"You're already seventeen. You've grown up. You can't..."
Luo Nanchen caught her off - guard. "Aren't you my mother?"
Lin Qiao had just relished the pleasure of being a mother. She didn't have the time to ponder how the topic had veered in this direction. She was only eager to prove herself. "Of course I am."
"If your son is feeling sad, shouldn't you console him, Mother?"
"Yes."
This was indeed true, but that slightly upturned corner of his mouth... No matter how she looked at it, there was no sign of sadness in him!
"If your son is feeling sad, shouldn't you hug him, Mother?"
"...Yes."
The plot seemed to be taking a wrong turn.
"If your son is feeling sad, shouldn't you kiss him, Mother?"
"Seems... so?"
These hugs and kisses, taken separately, were indeed inappropriate. But according to Luo Nanchen's logic, there didn't seem to be anything wrong...
"If your son is feeling sad, shouldn't you sleep with him, Mother?"
"??? Wait a minute—"
Luo Nanchen watched Lin Qiao leisurely. "Wait for what? For someone to tuck you in?"
Lin Qiao felt on the verge of a breakdown. Was this really something Luo Nanchen would say? Was this really something the aloof and domineering Emperor Nanchen would say?
Wouldn't this be out - of - character?!!!
"Let's talk it out first..."
But before Lin Qiao could finish, the impatient Luo Nanchen took action.
...It wasn't the kind of action like a fight. The force was different, the moves were different, and he didn't even use his spiritual power.
But the current situation was pretty much the same for Lin Qiao.
Because Luo Nanchen had carried her onto the bed.
This was simply absurd. Lin Qiao struggled. "Luo Nanchen, let go... Let me go!"
Luo Nanchen easily defused Lin Qiao's moves, then effortlessly pulled her into his arms, found a comfortable position, and said, "Shh, go to sleep."
???
What was this tone used to coax a child?!
Lin Qiao's dignity was offended. She was extremely angry. "Luo Nanchen, I'm your mother."
Luo Nanchen closed his eyes and held Lin Qiao tightly, unmoved. "Oh, Mother."
"..."
Lin Qiao didn't give up. She continued to negotiate in Luo Nanchen's arms. "Luo Nanchen, you've grown up. It's inappropriate for us to be like this."
Luo Nanchen still kept his eyes closed. "Oh, if it's inappropriate, then so be it."
??? What a willful statement!
Lin Qiao still didn't give up and tried to negotiate. "Luo Nanchen, when you meet your female lead, you'll regret your current actions. Mother is an experienced person. If you don't listen to the elders, you'll surely suffer. Do you understand?"
After waiting for a long time, Luo Nanchen didn't refute this time. Lin Qiao looked up and found that Luo Nanchen had fallen asleep.
"..."
Lin Qiao struggled to get up, planning to stay away from this troublesome situation. But after struggling for a while, she gave up.
Because she found that Luo Nanchen's chest was like an iron wall. How hard was it? When she punched it, Luo Nanchen didn't wake up, but her fist hurt.
There was absolutely no hope of breaking free.
Alas, what kind of fate did she have...
Lying there unable to move, Lin Qiao began to ponder over this increasingly playful plot.
Why was the plot taking such a wrong turn? She remembered that in the original novel, Luo Nanchen wasn't clingy. It was always the female characters who were clingy to Luo Nanchen.
So what was going on now?
...Regardless of the situation, apart from not being able to break free, there were other advantages to being in Luo Nanchen's arms, such as... it was extremely comfortable.
Lin Qiao was quite shameless. She found a comfortable position and lay down.
Probably because she had drunk too much wine the previous day, after thinking to no avail, Lin Qiao's head became more and more muddled, and she gradually fell asleep.
After Lin Qiao stopped moving, Luo Nanchen slowly opened his eyes and covered Lin Qiao with the quilt.
He looked at Lin Qiao in his arms for a long time, then showed a satisfied smile of success and gently kissed her forehead.
...
Side Story.
Last night.
Mo Xiujie watched helplessly as the aloof Empress Dowager turned into a leg - clinging, teary - eyed and spoiled child.
He hadn't met Lin Qiao before, but this didn't prevent him from forming a stunning impression of her that night.
Throughout the night, even when Lin Qiao was overly happy, she only wore a stunning smile, as if there were stars in her eyes, looking extremely elegant and noble.
Her character didn't collapse at all.
Looking at Lin Qiao now, clinging to Luo Nanchen's leg and refusing to let go, Mo Xiujie said that his psychological shadow had instantly covered his entire heart.
Not only Mo Xiujie, but Luo Nanchen was also obviously quite frightened. He almost immediately carried Lin Qiao off to see a doctor.
However, after listening to what Lin Qiao was saying, Luo Nanchen wasn't panicked anymore. He sat down leisurely to see what earth - shattering words Lin Qiao would say next.
Lin Qiao wiped away her tears and pouted, looking pitiful. "I've endured so much hardship, schemed so hard. I, hic—"
Mo Xiujie couldn't help but burst out laughing. Seeing Luo Nanchen glaring at him, he immediately pretended to cough.
Seeing that Luo Nanchen was still glaring at him, Mo Xiujie immediately understood. He exited the room and kindly closed the door.
Inside the room, Lin Qiao was still wiping away her tears. "Do you know why I scolded you back then?"
Luo Nanchen seemed quite interested. "Oh, why?"
In fact, his tone was more like he was teasing Lin Qiao.
Lin Qiao sobbed and blew her nose. "Luo Nanchen, do you know? You're my whole hope for living!"
Luo Nanchen froze and didn't move for a long time.
【Alarm! Alarm!】
【The current protagonist's mood value is too high, which may cause the measuring instrument to爆表】
Before Lin Qiao could finish expressing her loyalty, she got drunk again and directly scolded the system. "What's this alarm for!"
Luo Nanchen was taken aback. "Hug?"
Then he reached out, picked up Lin Qiao, and sat her on his lap.
Lin Qiao's eyes were hazy. "Does allowing me to stand mean you've forgiven me?"
Luo Nanchen couldn't hold back his smile. "Kiss me, and I'll forgive you."
Without hesitation, Lin Qiao hugged Luo Nanchen and gave him a smooch.
"Can you forgive me now?"
Luo Nanchen was stunned for a moment. He buried his head in Lin Qiao's neck and smiled bitterly. "If only you were like this with me when you're sober."
"Hey, I'm your mother. Of course I should be like this."
Lin Qiao pouted, not realizing that she had given Luo Nanchen a perfect excuse.
Hearing this, Luo Nanchen raised his head and looked deeply at Lin Qiao for a long time.
If I can't be close to you openly, then it doesn't matter if I use other excuses.
I just... want to be closer to you.