96 A Growing Headache (2/2)

Hongyue frowned, ”Well, it isn't exactly exciting to be here.”

Ignoring her comment, the Emperor agreed, ”Why don't you go then? It'll be a good experience. You'll have to come back here every 2 weeks to check up your health anyway. Only the palace has the herbs you need to nurse your body back to health.”

Hongyue lowered her eyes as if she was deciding on the choices. She wasn't sure before but now she was certain.

To send someone with not an ounce of magic into the magic academy, wasn't he just sending a sheep into a pack of wolves? She was bound to be bullied and shoved around. The daily torment was likely to give her a trauma of going into the outside world. He was forcing her to be the one to choose the palace instead of directly locking her up. After all, with her own father trapping her within his walls, and the growing idea that everyone loathed her, the rational choice was to run into the arms of the Emperor.

The sensible choice, of course.

But when did she ever play the game by the rules?

”Okay. I'll go then. I might not have magic but I can communicate with spirits so I'll be able to make a lot of friends.”

The emperor gave her a strange look, ”You can?”

Hongyue beamed proudly, ”Yes, I can. I'll tell you a secret. See that guy over there?”

The Emperor glanced over to the servant she pointed at and nodded. His heart awaited for something ground-breaking when he heard a simple 'He's fat.'

”What?” Did he hear something wrong?

”He's fat.”

The Emperor didn't know if he was to laugh or be angry. How could the servant not be fat? With rolls of flesh pushing against the walls of his blue garments, who couldn't tell that the servant was fat with their own two eyes? Who needed a spirit to tell them?

”That's it?”

Hongyue shook her head. She appeared to be solemn as she uttered her next words, ”It means he eats a lot.”

The Emperor could feel a headache coming on while the servant in the blue garments paled. The servant tried to tuck in his stomach but simply couldn't. He really wanted to cry for being targeted by the eldest miss.

Finally, the Emperor spoke, ”He's the food tester.”

”Ohhhh. So I'm right. See, I can talk to ghosts.”

The Emperor held his head, it was a mistake to even think she was capable of anything.

Did she not notice the food tester always eating a portion of her food to test it?!!