Ji Feiyu ate a few dumplings and then carried the bowl over. When Yong Yaxuan saw her coming, a flash of panic crossed his face. He immediately covered what he had written with several memorials and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Ji Feiyu smiled at him, scooped up a dumpling and said, "I'm here to feed the emperor dumplings."
Yong Yaxuan turned his head away a bit arrogantly. "I don't like dumplings."
Ji Feiyu smiled and coaxed, "Just have one."
Yong Yaxuan glanced at her, finally turned his head back and slightly opened his mouth.
Ji Feiyu quickly fed him the dumpling, then kissed him on the cheek and praised, "Your Majesty is the best." Then she ran back quickly.
After sitting back down, Ji Feiyu secretly looked at the emperor opposite. She found that his face was slightly blushing. She couldn't help feeling happy because her plan had succeeded!
After finishing the dumplings, Ji Feiyu continued writing. While writing, she secretly observed Yong Yaxuan. Sure enough, after a while, Yong Yaxuan began to feel sleepy. Ji Feiyu felt proud in her heart. Her dumplings were not just ordinary ones. She had added something else to them. She thought that Yong Yaxuan had to go to court tomorrow, so he must take a nap today! Only when he fell asleep could she sleep!
Ji Feiyu was calculating in her heart and feeling a bit gleeful. Then she saw Yong Yaxuan shaking his head to wake himself up and then writing two more characters.
She couldn't help advising him kindly, "Your Majesty, if you're tired, take a nap first. Your concubine will continue to finish writing it. I'll wake you up for court later."
Yong Yaxuan didn't think much and nodded. Then he stood up from the table and walked towards the inner chamber.
Ji Feiyu wrote for a while longer. After making sure that the medicine had taken effect and Yong Yaxuan was asleep, she stretched and stood up from the desk.
—Damn it. I've been stuck here all day. I'm so tired.
Ji Feiyu moved her body left and right and then walked towards the inner chamber. Looking at Yong Yaxuan sound asleep, she made a face at him. Just as she was about to climb in and take a nap, she suddenly thought of a bad idea. Immediately, she got excited and ran back to the painting room.
Ji Feiyu returned to the bedside with the writing brush and ink. Seeing that Yong Yaxuan was sleeping soundly, she secretly laughed and started to draw on his face.
It was a turtle, a cute turtle lying on its back. After drawing the turtle, she started to fill in the empty spaces randomly. For some reason, the messier his face became, the more excited Ji Feiyu felt. She hadn't sat in one place copying things like this for a long time. She had been tortured by him today. If she didn't get back at him, she wouldn't be Ji Feiyu.
She didn't know how long she had been drawing. Finally, Ji Feiyu stopped. Looking at Yong Yaxuan's face full of ink marks, she burst out laughing and all her sleepiness was gone.
Ji Feiyu put the writing brush and ink back in the painting room. When she turned around, she suddenly saw Yong Yaxuan's table.
She vaguely remembered that when she had walked over just now, he seemed to be hiding something from her... Well, she just had to take a look.
Ji Feiyu walked to his desk and started to rummage through the writing brushes and ink under the papers. She saw that the white papers were densely filled with strong and powerful small regular script. She became even more curious and looked at the words on the paper. But when she saw the content clearly, she couldn't help being stunned. How... How could this be!
The content on the whole paper was the "Rules for the Empress" that she had been copying all day and was extremely familiar with.
An inexplicable emotion suddenly welled up in her heart. Did he also think the punishment was too heavy, so he wanted to bear it with her in this way? Or did he think that if a wife was not well - educated, it was the husband's fault, so he came to teach by example?
A hundred times! At her slow speed, she couldn't finish copying it in four days. But if Yong Yaxuan's part was added, it would be done quickly. It turned out that he still couldn't bear to torture her. Ji Feiyu smiled slightly, put down the stack of papers and walked back to the bedside.
By the bedside, Yong Yaxuan was sleeping soundly with a painted face. She couldn't help smiling when she looked at him. She walked out of the inner chamber, woke up a night - watching servant and told him to bring a basin of water. This servant was the one that Yong Yaxuan had arranged later.
Well, since he knew his mistake, she would forgive him.
Ji Feiyu dipped the silk handkerchief in water and started to wipe Yong Yaxuan's face. Who would have thought that the more she wiped, the messier his face became. Oh no, she had used thick osmanthus - pine ink just now. To clean his face, he had to wash it.
She wiped and wiped. By the time the clear water had turned completely black, Yong Yaxuan's face still showed no sign of getting clean. Ji Feiyu had no choice but to ask someone to bring another basin of water and continue wiping.
If she had known the ink was so hard to wipe off, she wouldn't have drawn on his face! Ji Feiyu felt a bit regretful.
As she was wiping, seeing that one stroke was too heavy and left a deep mark, she couldn't help using more force. Ouch! There wasn't much time left. In a little while, Yong Yaxuan would have to go to court. It was really troublesome to change her mind at the last minute.
As Ji Feiyu was wiping, she used even more force. Unexpectedly, she hurt Yong Yaxuan.
He frowned and murmured, "My dear consort, what are you doing?"
Ji Feiyu immediately forced out a laugh. "Hahaha, nothing. Your Majesty, go back to sleep."
Seeing that he didn't seem ready to open his eyes, Ji Feiyu heaved a sigh in her heart. Fortunately, the sleeping drug only deepened his sleep and wouldn't make him sleep like a log or feel extremely tired when he woke up the next day. Otherwise, if he knew she had drugged him, he would surely make her copy the "Rules for the Empress" every day.
Ji Feiyu let out a big sigh of relief. After waiting for him to fall asleep a bit more soundly, she started to wipe again. Unexpectedly, before she had wiped for long, another eunuch came from outside and said at the door, "Your Majesty, it's time to go to court!"
As soon as he heard that it was time for court, he immediately opened his eyes reflexively. Ji Feiyu was so anxious that she didn't care about anything and directly hid the silk handkerchief behind her back.
"My dear consort, what are you doing?" Yong Yaxuan saw that Ji Feiyu looked pale and his eyes were full of doubts.
Ji Feiyu immediately relaxed and smiled. "N... nothing."
"What are you hiding behind your back?"
"Really, really nothing." Seeing this, Ji Feiyu took a step back. But he noticed the basin of black water in front of the bed. Immediately, his face turned ugly. "What did you do to me?"
Yong Yaxuan, please don't frown. It's so scary!
Ji Feiyu forced a smile. As she smiled, Yong Yaxuan involuntarily touched his own face and said coldly, "So, I wasn't dreaming just now?"
Ji Feiyu continued to back away, thinking that it was over. She had taken this joke too far this time.
He snorted coldly, got up and walked towards the bronze mirror. After seeing his own face clearly, he turned around in a rage. "My dear consort!"
Ji Feiyu shrank into a corner, holding the silk handkerchief in front of her face and weakly said, "Your concubine didn't do it on purpose! I didn't do it on purpose!"
Yong Yaxuan walked towards her angrily. Ji Feiyu thought that he would pull her up and question her. But unexpectedly, he suddenly stopped halfway, squatted down in front of the basin of black water and started to wash his face. Hearing the sound of water, Ji Feiyu quickly stood up and timidly handed the silk handkerchief to him. He snatched it and washed and wiped for a long time, but there were still faint ink marks on his face.
At this time, the eunuch outside was getting impatient and urged from outside, saying that it was time for court.
Yong Yaxuan looked at his face in the mirror that couldn't be washed clean no matter how hard he tried. He let out a heavy sigh, closed his eyes and said, "Forget it. Inform all the court officials that I won't go to court today."
"Yes."
"Also, tell all the concubines that they don't need to pay their respects to the empress today."
"Yes."
The eunuch quickly scurried away. Ji Feiyu looked at the emperor who had turned around and couldn't help forcing out a laugh, then another one.
"How much of the 'Rules for the Empress' have you written?" Yong Yaxuan looked at her seriously. A cold light flashed in his eyes and Ji Feiyu couldn't help shivering all over.
"N... not much."
"You rummaged through the things on my desk too, didn't you?"
"Your concubine... Your concubine..." Before Ji Feiyu could answer, Yong Yaxuan walked towards the desk with a cold face. As soon as she saw this, she quickly followed. But she saw him pull out the stack of papers from below and was about to tear them up.