Oh well.
Yan Xixi was never his match.
She giggled, "I'm a realist; it's always good to have a house in Boston."
"Hmph, the house isn't a free gift! Let me be clear upfront: the baby-making needs to start immediately. I won't stop until we have three or five."
She nodded vigorously. "Got it, got it. Just a baby-making machine, right?"
"Good that you understand."
"As long as there's something in it for me, I don't care how nasty your mouth can be."
He glared. "What are you muttering?"
"Nothing, nothing! I just said my dear brute is incredibly wise and handsome! HEE HEE, I adore you..."
That was more like it.
She clung to his neck, showering him with kisses and nibbles.
This man, she just loved his nonsensical talk.
Who cares? Each child comes with a large reward, and so on. And then, when the overall situation is settled and the empire is secure, HMPH HMPH HMPH, I'll deal with him then.
Even the most powerful Emperor eventually gets taken down by his Crown Prince.
