Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 1161

Darryl felt relieved. It seemed that the Empress was so drunk that she had mistaken him for the spirit of the late Emperor.

Darryl swallowed as he hugged the Empress.

'No, this isn’t right. I'll be in big trouble if the Empress sobers up later,' he thought as he struggled to release himself from the Empress' embrace so that he could leave.

The Empress hugged Darryl's waist even tighter, interlocking all her fingers. There was no way for him to release himself at all. Actually, Darryl could activate his internal energy and shake the Empress away, but he did not dare do so.

"Dear, why aren’t you talking?" the Empress finally spoke as she pressed her face against Darryl's chest. "You've been gone for months now. Don't you miss me? You have nothing to say to me?"

Darryl could only cough and broke out in a cold sweat as he heard those words. The wheels in his mind were turning.

He cleared his throat and attempted to mimic the tone of a middle-aged man as he spoke, "My dear, of course, I miss you. That's why I'm here to see you."

Darryl possessed the 'voice changing’ ability, so voice changing was a piece of cake for him.

As expected, the Empress did not have a doubt when she heard Darryl's voice. She became extremely emotional as she hugged Darryl tighter and mumbled, "I knew it. I knew you wouldn't forget me. Also, I miss you every day.”

As she spoke, the Empress held Darryl’s arm and walked towards the bed. "Dear, let's rest in the bed. I have a lot that I wish to say to you.”

■What? Going to bed already?’ Darryl’s whole body went stiff as he followed the Empress to the bed.

As they stood in front of the bed, Darryl sat down on it, but he felt uneasy.

'This is the late emperor's bed; how could I just sit here. Not only am I sitting here, but I am also intimate with the Empress. If a royal guard saw me, I would be sentenced to death and chopped into pieces,' he thought as he became flustered and started to sweat profusely.

The Empress was still drunk and fell into her own fantasy. She was lying prostrate on Darryl's body and enjoying herself very much. She was blushing and smiling happily.

The Empress kept speaking softly, "Dear, for the past year, I worked hard, and I didn't abandon our empire. I didn't disappoint you.

"Besides that, Westrington is planning to attack the South Cloud World, but don't worry, we have a strong army. If Westrington attacks us, they would only harm themselves. The diplomat from Westrington will be arriving tomorrow. I'm sure they are here to assess our capabilities. I shall show the diplomat the South Cloud World's true capability..."

The Empress kept on going and going until her voice turned softer and softer.

Darryl was worried. He did not listen to a single thing she said. As he saw the Empress was exhausted, he said in a hoarse voice, "Dear, you must be tired. It's late, and you have drunk so much. You should sleep now."

"Okay!" the Empress answered obediently as she leaned on Darryl’s lap and shut her eyes. Soon, he could hear her breathing deeply.

The Empress was sleeping soundly and really thought that the late Emperor was still with her.

Darryl did not dare to move at all. Only when he was confident that the Empress had fallen asleep did he stand up carefully. Darryl dared not be careless this time. He tip-toed out of the bedroom without making a single sound.