Villain, Please Go Easy On Me (English Translation Pt.3)

517. Soul: Sound Out Again

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Su Bei said reasonably, “But I can’t.”

This attitude actually let Su Jin kind of have the impulse to wield high right as his elder brother.

He took a deep breath, “In all dynasties, the harem is not allowed to participate in politics. You should know that, so what makes you think I can?”

Su Bei commented, “You know, those words just slipped out of my tongue.”

The veins on Su Jin’s forehead straightened out. As the emperor, why would he have such a younger brother?

He managed a smile and said, “Royal Highness An is such a good joker.”

Su Bei even accepted the compliment shamelessly, “I also think so.”

Then he told the general eunuch to put the memorials on the table, and found a random chair to slump in enjoying some fruit.

Su Jin felt that Su Bei was challenging his patience, “Coming in and out of Fengqu Palace so casually, aren’t you afraid to get yourself into trouble?”

Su Bei said carelessly, “Trouble? No.” After all, he was the emperor and he called the shots now.

Su Jin only felt a big headache and really couldn’t talk with Su Bei normally at all.

Finally, he still commented on those memorials.

However, he kept his eyes on Su Bei when he was approving those memorials.

He was not sure what Su Bei’s real intentions were.

But it seemed that Su Bei really didn’t care and didn’t even throw a peep at him all the way.

Su Jin nearly broke the brush.

At the end of the review, Su Jin asked ‘casually’, “I wonder if Royal Highness An believes in the existence of souls.”

Su Bei answered quickly, “Yes.” But are there ghosts in this world?

He was curious and asked 748, “88…” before he could ask, 748 replied coldly, “No.”

Su Bei made a click of his mouth. So perfunctory!

Su Jin made a slight stop of his action and then continued asking quietly, “Why?”

Su Bei sat up from his chair and said with a serious face, “It’s a long story…”

Click~ The brush broke.

Su Jin just threw it away calmly, “Then make it short.”

Su Bei withdrew the posture of meaning to a long story, “Whether you believe it or not, I believe it.”

Then slumped back into his chair.

So the new brush Su Jin he just changed broke again, “How long is your story supposed to be?”

Actually he just squeezed those words out through his gnashing teeth.

Su Bei lazily said, “A long, long time ago, long enough that even I don’t remember, I suddenly had a soul-out-of-body experience.”

Then there was a dead silence.

Su Jin felt a breath choking in the chest, feeling so awful.

Then he said with each syllable stressed, “And then?”

Su Bei replied reasonably, “There’s no then.”

Su Jin closed his eyes and restrained his desire to kill Su Bei, “Is this the reason why you believe there are souls?”

Su Bei asked back, “Isn’t this reason enough to prove it?”

Su Jin finished approving the last memorial silently, “Shouldn’t you go now?”

Su Bei stretched his neck, “You finished them all?”

Su Jin answered, “Hmm, you can go.” If he stayed any longer, Su Jin was afraid he really couldn’t help killing him.

Upon hearing that, Su Bei stood up and said, “Excuse me then.”

Looking at the broken brushes on the table, Su Jin only felt upset.

Having no idea what Feng Qianluo had found on her side.

Another morning court meeting, Su Bei accidentally overslept and did not go.