Chapter 1797 - What? You Want to Be Empress Zhangsun? (2/2)

In his simple words, he revealed his plan and tactics to come out victorious. This caused Wen Xinya to feel a sense of unexplained shock, as she felt that it was a little frightening.

Si Yiyan looked calm and cold, but in him was a natural instinct for killing and destroying.

She thought back to the methods that he used to deal with the Korean-Chinese Alliance in Italy, and then compared it to his calculations and preparations today that were just waiting for the Korean-Chinese Alliance to fall into the trap.

He made no moves yet, but he was cruel and ruthless.

However, this made Wen Xinya feel a little uneasy, as she deeply admired him, especially his manly charisma. “Si Yiyan, you should not be tied down by me. You should play with the world that belongs to you. I… will always stand behind you, as long as you remember to look back.”

On Wen Xinya’s journey to this point, she had already had the thought to work side by side with him. However, she understood that what this man had was the charisma to let her chase after and desire him.

She only wanted to be the woman supporting him from the back.

To look at him engage in multiple battles and emerge victorious.

Si Yiyan laughed. “What? You want to be Empress Zhangsun?”

Wen Xinya pursed her lips. “There’s nothing bad about being Empress Zhangsun.”

Si Yiyan held her. “But I don’t want to be Tang Taizong. I would rather be your lover and dominate the world as Xiang Yu.”

After Empress Zhangsun rose to her position centuries ago, she earned Tang Taizong’s brilliance. However, as a woman, who would understand her when she was lonely and grieving in the palace?

What he wanted was not fulfillment, sacrifice or any kind of sacrificial love.

Instead, he wanted to move forward with her till old age, hand in hand.

Wen Xinya’s face burned up. His deep voice was refreshing, like a bamboo leaf singing in the wind, touching her heart. It was not his first time saying such stuff.

Consort Yu and Xiang Yu represented mutual love, where they shared riches and lived and died with each other.

“I’m not as beautiful as Consort Yu, or as talented, or dance as well…” She softly bemoaned.

However, she had yet to finish saying “brilliant” when she was suddenly raised by her waist and fell straight into his embrace. He held her tightly by the waist and kissed her.

The lighting in the house was dazzling, but the lights were hazy. In Wen Xinya’s eyes, it was just the intense contours of his face and the hot and passionate atmosphere of his presence.

“Woo—”

This kiss was intensely passionate as if she was completely his. Wen Xinya was trapped in his embrace. Unknowingly, his hand on her waist became tightly intertwined with her fingers.

[1] Meaning to say even without this particular person/incident, there is still a high possibility of it happening