Your Majesty is Annoying! Chapter 23

“Is there a place I can’t go?”

Lyle gave a curt retort and peered at her with disdain.

dea almost lost her temper but then rembered he was the Emperor.

“I greet your Majesty, the Emperor.”

“Okay.”

dea forced herself to say the opposite of what was in her heart and give a polite greeting as she glared at Lyle.

“Aren’t you always busy with political affairs?”

“You’re rather busy with political affairs, aren’t you?”

“I was busy.”

I was very idle now because I had postponed union night with all my work. I even managed to do what I had to do in the future.

Lyle, Sid, and Lyle’s staff were all competent, so the work was not late. And it had primarily to do with Lyle completing all his work so he could arrive late on joint nights.

“I had all the urgent work done yesterday so that I can afford it.”

I couldn’t hold up until the night.

No, I ca for lunch on the pretext that if I ca to the palace at night, I would surely carry dea straight to the bedroom.

—Because dea is the Empress, and you can have lunch with the Empress.

Lyle had laughed deeply when he heard that dea couldn’t leave the house in the aftermath of their tryst.

I was embarrassed when I caught myself daydreaming—wanting to go to her bedroom where dea was lying down, teasing her, and kissing her.

dea glared at her maid-in-waiting. Why wasn’t she told Lyle had arrived?

I would have hid in my room and said I was sick!

dea had several exclusive maids, but her maid-in-waiting was openly watching her because of her recent amnesia and unusual behavior.

“I told them not to deliver the news that I arrived. I thought the Empress would get ‘lost’ again if she knew I was here.”

Indeed, dea looked at Lyle like she wanted to go back to the bedroom and lock the door, and Lyle couldn’t help but hide his amused chuckle in his heart.

If I go into the bedroom right now, I really won’t be able to get out of bed…

“Co on and sit down. I heard that the Empress prepared foods according to your preferences.”

Lyle was a little surprised by the nu.

The forr dea had eaten only grass while today’s dea prefers at to the point of being a carnivore. The only vegetables present happened to be a part of the at dishes.

dea, who could not hide her unpleasant expression, dragged her feet to the table.

Lyle sat down at the head of the table, suppressing his desire to snatch the sulking dea.

As she sat across from Lyle, the food was transferred to the table. Her uneven expression lted when he saw the food.

Huh. You like food more than ?

It was a drastic change from the pre-amnesia dea, so Lyle felt a bizarre sensation. The feeling of unfairness and jealousy squeezed his heart.

I deliberately took ti to see you, but what is this attitude?

I thought we liked each other last night.

Lyle stared at the plate of food in front of him, feeling betrayed by the current dea. Steak, it was one of dea’s favorite foods now.

“… It seems like I’ve co for nothing.”

All of the maids and servants were embarrassed by Lyle, who suddenly got up with a frown.

dea was the only one who looked puzzled, a little surprised, but that’s all.

“Aren’t you going?”

“I’m happy to leave quickly.”

Lyle crumpled his face, turned around, and left the room.

“Oh, yeah!”

dea lifted her utensils, ready to dig in.

“Your Majesty, Empress! Won’t you hold onto him? His Majesty has co all the way here!”

“Oh. Maybe sothing urgent has happened. Doesn’t he always have an ergency when he sees my face?”

dea said in a peaceful and relaxed manner, teasing her fork and putting the braised beef ribs into her mouth.

The imperial chef’s skill was so high that it touched the sky, so the at lted in her mouth.

“Wow, it’s so delicious! The best taste!”

anwhile, Lyle, who had enhanced senses since he was a Sword Master, was able to listen to the whole exchange.

His feverish temper had surged for a mont, and he had left in a fit, but he could not go back.

Besides, Lyle indeed acted that way whenever he had t dea..…

‘I won’t look for you again!’

With his face dyed with rage and humiliation, Lyle stomped out of the palace.

I wasn’t even fighting with dea. So why did I feel so utterly defeated?

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I want to touch her… …

I wanted to embrace her, suck those soft lips, and covet her until she looked up at with wet eyes, panting

‘Am I really crazy?’

I can’t believe I am so voracious for dea. This couldn’t be happening if I wasn’t insane.

But now Lyle’s throat is sore and parched just by hearing dea’s na.

I want to hold her in my arms. I want to caress and kiss her.

“Did you not eat together?”

Sid asked in a dull tone. He didn’t even bring out the ‘M’ of dea’s na, but they both knew who he was referring to.

Lyle turned his head because he didn’t even want to respond.

As he looked at the papers spread out on his desk, Sid clicked his tongue ntally.

If it were like before, there would be liberation after the Emperor’s joining day.

All the other employees returned ho except Sid.

“Oh, why? What else is wrong? What happened to the atmosphere that caused you to be late to that important political eting today?”

Lyle delaying a eting had never occurred since he ascended as Emperor.

Thanks to this fact, and the fact he was five hours late the morning after his union day with the Empress, rumors already abounded.

“You talk too much, Sid. Are there any other docunts to report?”

“Of course not. Didn’t you take care of everything, even the items you didn’t have to do, because of last night? Thanks to that kind of work ethic, everyone knows that our Majesty even cares about the small towns in distant provinces, and people say the Emperor’s eyes won’t miss a thing in the imperial country.”

“Damn it.”

“For eight years, you’ve been cleaning out the wounds of this nation and treating its blood and pus quite often. There’s no more to do; it will co in only four days.”

Lyle pushed the docunts to one side and deeply sighed.

“Why does work have an end?”

“Because we have human rights?”

Sid retorted, hoping he would get the hint.

Lyle glanced at Sid and shook her head to erase the indelible image of a limp dea that had been suffering under Lyle.

“Why don’t you go and et her Majesty the Empress?”

“Why should I?”

‘I can see who you were thinking with your cheeks dyed just now.’

Sid looked pitifully at a withering Lyle, who had turned his head with a sour expression.

“You should use this chance. Since her Majesty was exhausted after having a hard night with his Majesty, isn’t this a good excuse to comfort her?”

“Isn’t the Empress’s duty to comfort ?”

“The rumors spread that you did it hard enough to be five hours late for the political eting.”

“…….”

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