Seeing Lin Yi always mindful of his role, the young Emperor finally cooled his anger.
"Come here and give me a shoulder rub quickly, there have been especially many memorials to deal with these past few days, making my head swim and eyes blur."
Lin Yi tenderly massaged the young Emperor, but felt quite guilty inside.
[Ah, it's really hard on my darling, having to do such strenuous mental work while pregnant. If it were any other kind of mental labor, I could help share the load, but the memorials concern state affairs. Would I not be meddling in politics from the harem if I interfered? If they became suspicious and had my head chopped off, it wouldn't be unreasonable. Ah, this is tough.]
Wow, you wouldn't realize how ambitious this scoundrel is, daring to scheme about the Emperor's affairs. But if it were anyone else, I would definitely have their head chopped off.
