Having her innocence stolen in a setup, Hua Qingqing was surely filled with hatred.
But she was very clear-headed. She didn't have the right to defy the Emperor.
She could only lower her head and kowtow in thanks.
The Emperor wasn't in a good mood, either.
He had planned to be alone tonight, but upon entering his room, he found a young Beauty with her clothes half-undone lying on his bed.
The Emperor had encountered this sort of thing plenty of times.
He was the monarch of a nation, so countless women hoped to ride his coattails. Women were always racking their brains for ways to climb into his bed, and he had grown accustomed to it.
Thus, the Emperor had little reaction when he saw Hua Qingqing.
On top of that, he had had a bit too much to drink tonight, and his reflexes were slower than usual. He didn't overthink it, simply assuming Hua Qingqing was there to seduce him intentionally.
