All Worlds Beg the Villainess to Act Like a Human-Chapter 24: No One Can Take Her Throne (Part )

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Chapter 24: Chapter 24: No One Can Take Her Throne (Part 24)

"Is Your Majesty blaming me?" Xun Zihuai paused, feeling aggrieved.

"No."

Qiann Yan’s straightforward answer made Xun Zihuai laugh, with a hint of joy and pride in his expression: "As long as you don’t blame me, it’s fine."

"He used to disturb you frequently. I was afraid it would affect your rest, so I came up with a method to keep him busy. This method is good; he doesn’t have time to disturb Your Majesty now."

Xun Zihuai’s eyes darkened again: "This person has always coveted Your Majesty’s throne. Keeping him is always a hidden danger. If Your Majesty finds it difficult to deal with, I can give him some slow-acting poison that no one would detect. Even if the Prince and Princess find out, they wouldn’t blame it on Your Majesty." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"No rush, let’s keep him for now. Previously, at Prince Chang’s Capital City incident, it allowed him to gain some reputation. I don’t want him to die and still earn a good name. He’s very steady by nature; if you hadn’t used medicine to throw him into disarray, he might already be plotting to seize the throne by now."

"Once he fails to obtain the medicine, he’ll think of the throne again, and by then, he won’t be able to resist seizing it."

"Tell me, how am I governing this world?" Qiann Yan suddenly asked.

"Of course, it’s good. Since Your Majesty pacified the country over the past half year, everything has been developing in the best direction. Now in Yaan Country, no one doesn’t know that Your Majesty is a Bright Monarch, and there are many ballads about Your Majesty being sung among the people."

"Ballads?" Qiann Yan, lying on her back, looked up at Xun Zihuai’s face above her. Upon closer inspection, Xun Zihuai’s face was truly handsome, with skin even better than a woman’s, "The ballads were composed by you, right?"

She hadn’t forgotten the means Xun Zihuai used to gain her support before she ascended the throne.

Being seen through, Xun Zihuai wasn’t annoyed: "At first, I did compose them, but later the common people began composing their own, without any need for my help. Thanks to Your Majesty’s benevolence in building academies, now the people of Yaan Country all have the opportunity to read and write."

Qiann Yan was amused and laughed, prompting Xun Zihuai to quickly say, "Your Majesty, don’t laugh, or the ointment will fall off."

Qiann Yan restrained her expression: "You made me laugh and now blame me."

"Then I beg Your Majesty for forgiveness."

"Considering your numerous merits, I will forgive you."

Qiann Yan didn’t speak again but seriously began reading a medical book. Not only did she read, but when she didn’t understand something, she would ask Xun Zihuai.

Of course, Xun Zihuai seriously explained. He initially thought Qiann Yan was just momentarily interested, but ever since the medical books fell into her hands, she always had one beside her whenever she was doing other things.

He thought she was only looking casually, not expecting her to want to delve deeply, seemingly intending to learn the Xun Family’s medical skills.

He wasn’t afraid of her learning the medical skills; in fact, he looked forward to explaining the medical books to her every day.

He didn’t know why, but he always wanted to fulfill her every request.

Perhaps because she is a Bright Monarch, and he is a descendant of the Xun Family.

As a descendant of the Xun Family, it is one’s destiny to be born for a Bright Monarch.

To assist her, to live for her, to die for her, to shed blood and sweat for her, that is the mission of the Xun Family’s descendants, which is why he willingly devotes himself so.

Time swiftly passed, and in a blink, it was the first anniversary of the founding of Yaan Country.

The scars on Qiann Yan’s body had faded to mere traces, and according to Xun Zihuai, it would take another half year for them to disappear completely. Her hands had recovered to their delicate original state, with no calluses or dead skin remaining.

Xun Zihuai had specially concocted an ointment, which she applied daily.

This body had been thoroughly restored to health.

As for her face, it had recovered even better.

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