Men of the Harem (137 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 840

Jealousy toward someone is not a sentiment a clergyman should harbor. Zaishin forced himself to think this way and tried his best to view things positively.

“Wh-where did you get these lettuces?”

Zaishin called out cheerfully to smooth out his knotted emotions. Thankfully, his mood lightened slightly after shouting aloud.

“Why suddenly yell like that?”

La Til burst into laughter, amused by Zaishin’s abrupt outburst. She found his blushing ears rather endearing.

“I made them myself…”

Gesta covered a chuckle with his hand and gave a gentle, kind-eyed smile.

“Oh, I see. How fascinating.”

Still unable to understand the purpose of those wooden lettuces, Zaishin merely muttered this vaguely.

Gesta tilted up the corners of his mouth and lowered his eyes.

Contrary to Zaishin’s misunderstanding, these were no ordinary wooden lettuces. They possessed a minor function capable of performing simple errands.

Instead of explaining their usage or purpose, however, Gesta merely took out a handkerchief and wiped away the cream La Til had playfully smeared onto them.

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It was just as Gesta, satisfied after interrupting Zaishin’s date with the Emperor, stepped out of the room.

In Gesta’s view, Zaishin differed from the other concubines. He was intelligent, kind, and good-hearted—but rigidly bound by religious principles.

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