After the Emperor Shared Senses with a Doll - Chapter 1

[The female lead still doesn’t know the emperor and the doll share sensations, does she?]

[His waist is his weakest spot. Come on, babe—touch it more!]

[This is so hot!]

Those comments drifted across my vision while I happened to be holding a doll.

Startled by the words appearing out of nowhere, I squeezed it without thinking.

[Yes, yes, right there!]

[The male lead is in court right now. One touch and his knees are already going weak. Hehe, this is so hot.]

[The emperor grabbed the arm of his throne. His ministers think he’s angry, but really he’s weak-kneed and embarrassed.]

So, according to the comments… this doll shared sensations with Shen Zhao?

And I had just molested the emperor by accident?

I didn’t really believe it, but I loosened my grip at once. The last thing I wanted was to make His Majesty disgrace himself in front of the entire court.

My hearing had always been unusually sharp. When court ended, I pretended to sweep nearby and listened to several officials talking in the distance.

“What did His Majesty mean by that?”

“His expression darkened, and he struck the arm of his throne. I believe he was… displeased?”

“His Majesty truly is formidable. Even without anger, he inspires awe.”

I said nothing. It could still have been a coincidence.

He was the emperor, the most powerful man in all of Chang’an. If he wanted to slap his throne halfway through court—or leap up and start DJing—who was going to tell him it was unreasonable?

I needed another test.

To observe him up close, I traded shifts with the palace maid on duty.

Shen Zhao was bent over a stack of memorials when I entered. Head lowered, steps small, I refilled his tea.

It gave me the perfect chance to examine the “male lead” the comments kept talking about—my supposed canon love interest.

Bright eyes, elegant brows, a frame as graceful as a pine and a crane.

As for the female lead… well, I was alive. That counted for something.

Not bad. He was qualified to be my male lead.

Don’t worry, Shen Zhao. I may have seen sights, received an education, and enjoyed material comforts beyond anything you could imagine in your lifetime, but you needn’t feel inferior just because you’re my canon love interest!

I finished pouring the tea and withdrew.

Admittedly, I had been careful, but I truly hadn’t disturbed him at all.

Excellent focus. He didn’t look like a man liable to start DJing without warning.

I retreated to one side and slipped a hand into my sleeve, meaning to touch the cloth doll’s waist.

I couldn’t see what I was doing, though, and I barely knew the thing. My fingers wandered without finding the right spot. Then Shen Zhao let out a muffled groan.

“Mm…”

The brush in his hand jerked. A blot of ink appeared on the memorial.

At last, I found the doll’s waist and pressed—not too hard, not too gently.

His reaction was enormous. He doubled over, trembling, the hem of his dragon robe stirring in still air.

All right. Case closed.

Eunuch Yang hurried forward. “Is Your Majesty unwell? Shall I summon the imperial physician?”

A tendon stood out along Shen Zhao’s neck, but he shook his head. “It is nothing,” he said hoarsely.

[Our girl is so wicked. First she tormented him in court, and now she’s doing it while he’s reviewing memorials. The male lead can’t take it anymore.]

[How did she know sensations transmitted through the doll would be amplified?]

[Is he unwell, or is he about to lose control? I know what I think!]

What? The sensations were amplified?

I didn’t know that! Stop slandering me!

Only after I returned to my room and made sure no one was around did I dare pull the doll from my sleeve.

[The female lead finally realizes the doll and the male lead share sensations.]

[So now she’ll use it to toy with him everywhere?]

[The next part has to be even hotter. I can’t wait!]

My reaction was not what they expected.

I stared at the doll in horror. “Holy crap. So it really is a voodoo doll!”

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