The Target Always Thinks That I Like Him! Chapter 38 Part1

After Luo Bai left, Xiang Han did not have the mood to think about his food or tea. He constantly felt that his meals were no longer delicious and could not be compared to those Luo Bai made.

Big A had just finished a pack of nutrients and could not help but spit at him, “Those living in bliss do not know of their own blessings.”

Zhao Ze was also very unhappy. He simply could not understand how the Little Emperor's feelings for Luo Bai had grown so deep.

During the afternoon's cla.s.s, he subtly taught a lesson on how a monarch should put the country before themselves and they should not brood over personal matters. Even more so, they cannot merely love a single person, they had to share the rain and dew…

Ah, why did he say that? Zhao Ze abruptly put his book down and wanted to knock his own head.

Xiang Han had a face of surprise and turned to stare at him strangely, “Minister Zhao, truth is Zhen also wants to share the rain and dew, but the harem is empty, ah.”

Zhao Ze froze. His first thought was that the Little Emperor wanted to find an Empress candidate. This was not a bad thing, but...
    他心中不知为何有些发闷，沉声问：“陛下可是看上哪家公子了？”
His heart inexplicably felt gloomy and he asked, “Your Majesty, which n.o.ble has caught your attention?”

Xiang Han was stunned for a moment and quickly waved his hands, “Minister Zhao has misunderstood. Zhen is only making a pa.s.sing remark.”

Zhao Ze breathed a sigh of relief but at the same time, he felt uncomfortable. From the Little Emperor's att.i.tude, he had probably not gotten over Luo Bai.

Why was it that when it came to him, the Little Emperor was so blunt and careless. Yet, when it came to Luo Bai, he could not forget the latter?

Zhao Ze was extremely depressed and frustrated. When the Little Emperor liked him, he couldn't wait to run away. Now that the Little Emperor was pining for someone else, he seemed to feel…extremely unbearable.

This time, Zhao Ze couldn't hold himself back and knocked his own head. After he was done, he realised that the Little Emperor was slouched over the table with a worried expression.

In order to help the Little Emperor forget Luo Bai, Zhao Ze suggested to organise a hunt. Firstly, it would help distract him from his troubles and secondly, it was time for the Little Emperor to show what he had learnt from this half a year of archery training

Xiang Han had never taken part in such an event before and was excited. He wasted no time in approving it.

Arriving at the hunting field, Xiang Han swept a glance and discovered a few of the n.o.bles who had been bad-mouthing him before at the restaurant. He hadn't forgotten about these people even after so long.

Looking at their eager and excited appearances, Xiang Han sneered. He secretly commanded his personal guards, “Look after those few lads. Later on, don't give them a chance to hunt even a single rabbit.”

At this time, Zhao Ze dressed in a hunting attire walked over with a long sword hanging by his side. Noticing the Little Emperor's gaze fixed on the group of youths, a dark light flashed through his eyes and he went forward to stand in his line of sight. He bowed, “Your Majesty, the preparations are complete. We can begin.”

Xiang Han saw him and his eyes could not help but light up. Zhao Ze in his hunting attire was really dashing. With a dark armour, it highlighted his five features even more, defining the deep contours of his face. At this moment, the elegance of his thin lips and dark eyes were replaced with hidden strength and pride.

Xiang Han could not help but be awed.

Zhao Ze saw his dazzled expression and his heart inexplicably soared. The corners of his lips turned up as he asked, “Your Majesty?”

Xiang Han quickly regained his senses and gave out orders.

Prince Liang's house arrest has been lifted a few days ago, so he was here to accompany them. But with the excuse of bodily discomfort, he forfeited the hunt and chose to spectate instead.

At the moment, he was standing in front of the camp. A wave of jealousy burned in his heart as he watched the formerly thin and weak Little Emperor valiantly mount his horse with an expression full with confidence.

Once upon a time, he had only been a step away from this honorable position. When he was the crown prince, Song Han had merely been an unfavoured prince. What rights did he have to s.n.a.t.c.h away all that belonged to him?

Until now, Prince Liang was still unable to believe the truth of his birth. He stubbornly believed it was the three ministers who fabricated the Emperor's will. For the sake of power, the three of them had forced him to abdicate.

He should have been the true Emperor.

Xiang Han sat atop his horse and received the bow a guard handed to him. He abruptly felt a chill down his back and looked back.

Unexpectedly, Prince Liang did not shy away and instead, met his gaze straight on. His expression flickered, but quickly returned to a courteous one.

Xiang Han froze for a moment before turning his horse and walking towards Prince Liang to show his concern. He warmly expressed, “Since Imperial Brother isn't feeling well, later on, whatever that Zhen caught, Imperial Brother may choose something to bring back. There is no need to be polite.”

The surrounding ministers were full of admiration, praising the Emperor for his deep feelings and respect for Prince Liang.

On the outside, Prince Liang was extremely grateful and thanked him for his kindness. However, he was deathly furious on the inside, wanting nothing more than to tear apart the Little Emperor's smiling face.

After disgusting Prince Liang, Xiang Han happily rode his horse back to the hunting field. Waiting for the rest of the people to scatter, he approached Zhao Ze and spoke in a low voice, “Minister Zhao, earlier on, Prince Liang was staring at Zhen's back so much that Zhen could feel his skin crawling. He couldn't be intending to make use of this event to cause trouble, right?”

Zhao Ze turned to the side and replied, “Replying Your Majesty, Prince Liang hasn't made a move recently. It is true that he had planned something previously, however, he seemed to have given up afterwards. Perhaps it's because the Autumn hunt's guard is too tight and it would be too easy to slip up. Prince Liang is a careful person, he will definitely not expose himself.”

“How do you know he hasn't made a move recently?” Xiang Han frowned unhappily and said, “Recently, Zhen heard many people in Chang' An discussing the matter of Zhen sending Minister Luo out for merit and said it was a waste of resources.”

Zhao Ze also frowned. He had already arrested those people who were spreading rumours and interrogated them, so how did the Little Emperor know of this?

“His house arrest has just been withdrawn and Zhen is already being scolded by civilians. Looks like it's better for him to continue staying in his mansion for the time being,” Xiang Han concluded.

Zhao Ze muttered to himself, “Is Your Majesty thinking of…”

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After Luo Bai left, Xiang Han did not have the mood to think about his food or tea. He constantly felt that his meals were no longer delicious and could not be compared to those Luo Bai made.

Big A had just finished a pack of nutrients and could not help but spit at him, “Those living in bliss do not know of their own blessings.”

Zhao Ze was also very unhappy. He simply could not understand how the Little Emperor's feelings for Luo Bai had grown so deep.

During the afternoon's cla.s.s, he subtly taught a lesson on how a monarch should put the country before themselves and they should not brood over personal matters. Even more so, they cannot merely love a single person, they had to share the rain and dew…

Ah, why did he say that? Zhao Ze abruptly put his book down and wanted to knock his own head.

Xiang Han had a face of surprise and turned to stare at him strangely, “Minister Zhao, truth is Zhen also wants to share the rain and dew, but the harem is empty, ah.”

Zhao Ze froze. His first thought was that the Little Emperor wanted to find an Empress candidate. This was not a bad thing, but...
    他心中不知为何有些发闷，沉声问：“陛下可是看上哪家公子了？”
His heart inexplicably felt gloomy and he asked, “Your Majesty, which n.o.ble has caught your attention?”

Xiang Han was stunned for a moment and quickly waved his hands, “Minister Zhao has misunderstood. Zhen is only making a pa.s.sing remark.”

Zhao Ze breathed a sigh of relief but at the same time, he felt uncomfortable. From the Little Emperor's att.i.tude, he had probably not gotten over Luo Bai.

Why was it that when it came to him, the Little Emperor was so blunt and careless. Yet, when it came to Luo Bai, he could not forget the latter?

Zhao Ze was extremely depressed and frustrated. When the Little Emperor liked him, he couldn't wait to run away. Now that the Little Emperor was pining for someone else, he seemed to feel…extremely unbearable.

This time, Zhao Ze couldn't hold himself back and knocked his own head. After he was done, he realised that the Little Emperor was slouched over the table with a worried expression.

In order to help the Little Emperor forget Luo Bai, Zhao Ze suggested to organise a hunt. Firstly, it would help distract him from his troubles and secondly, it was time for the Little Emperor to show what he had learnt from this half a year of archery training

Xiang Han had never taken part in such an event before and was excited. He wasted no time in approving it.

Arriving at the hunting field, Xiang Han swept a glance and discovered a few of the n.o.bles who had been bad-mouthing him before at the restaurant. He hadn't forgotten about these people even after so long.

Looking at their eager and excited appearances, Xiang Han sneered. He secretly commanded his personal guards, “Look after those few lads. Later on, don't give them a chance to hunt even a single rabbit.”

At this time, Zhao Ze dressed in a hunting attire walked over with a long sword hanging by his side. Noticing the Little Emperor's gaze fixed on the group of youths, a dark light flashed through his eyes and he went forward to stand in his line of sight. He bowed, “Your Majesty, the preparations are complete. We can begin.”

Xiang Han saw him and his eyes could not help but light up. Zhao Ze in his hunting attire was really dashing. With a dark armour, it highlighted his five features even more, defining the deep contours of his face. At this moment, the elegance of his thin lips and dark eyes were replaced with hidden strength and pride.

Xiang Han could not help but be awed.

Zhao Ze saw his dazzled expression and his heart inexplicably soared. The corners of his lips turned up as he asked, “Your Majesty?”

Xiang Han quickly regained his senses and gave out orders.

Prince Liang's house arrest has been lifted a few days ago, so he was here to accompany them. But with the excuse of bodily discomfort, he forfeited the hunt and chose to spectate instead.

At the moment, he was standing in front of the camp. A wave of jealousy burned in his heart as he watched the formerly thin and weak Little Emperor valiantly mount his horse with an expression full with confidence.

Once upon a time, he had only been a step away from this honorable position. When he was the crown prince, Song Han had merely been an unfavoured prince. What rights did he have to s.n.a.t.c.h away all that belonged to him?

Until now, Prince Liang was still unable to believe the truth of his birth. He stubbornly believed it was the three ministers who fabricated the Emperor's will. For the sake of power, the three of them had forced him to abdicate.

He should have been the true Emperor.

Xiang Han sat atop his horse and received the bow a guard handed to him. He abruptly felt a chill down his back and looked back.

Unexpectedly, Prince Liang did not shy away and instead, met his gaze straight on. His expression flickered, but quickly returned to a courteous one.

Xiang Han froze for a moment before turning his horse and walking towards Prince Liang to show his concern. He warmly expressed, “Since Imperial Brother isn't feeling well, later on, whatever that Zhen caught, Imperial Brother may choose something to bring back. There is no need to be polite.”

The surrounding ministers were full of admiration, praising the Emperor for his deep feelings and respect for Prince Liang.

On the outside, Prince Liang was extremely grateful and thanked him for his kindness. However, he was deathly furious on the inside, wanting nothing more than to tear apart the Little Emperor's smiling face.

After disgusting Prince Liang, Xiang Han happily rode his horse back to the hunting field. Waiting for the rest of the people to scatter, he approached Zhao Ze and spoke in a low voice, “Minister Zhao, earlier on, Prince Liang was staring at Zhen's back so much that Zhen could feel his skin crawling. He couldn't be intending to make use of this event to cause trouble, right?”

Zhao Ze turned to the side and replied, “Replying Your Majesty, Prince Liang hasn't made a move recently. It is true that he had planned something previously, however, he seemed to have given up afterwards. Perhaps it's because the Autumn hunt's guard is too tight and it would be too easy to slip up. Prince Liang is a careful person, he will definitely not expose himself.”

“How do you know he hasn't made a move recently?” Xiang Han frowned unhappily and said, “Recently, Zhen heard many people in Chang' An discussing the matter of Zhen sending Minister Luo out for merit and said it was a waste of resources.”

Zhao Ze also frowned. He had already arrested those people who were spreading rumours and interrogated them, so how did the Little Emperor know of this?

“His house arrest has just been withdrawn and Zhen is already being scolded by civilians. Looks like it's better for him to continue staying in his mansion for the time being,” Xiang Han concluded.

Zhao Ze muttered to himself, “Is Your Majesty thinking of…”

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