The Hall of Everlasting Joy.
A few days ago, in order to keep Wen Fuyue by his side, Wei Sinian even added a cushioned couch beside the table where he reviewed memorials. There was also a large stack of storybooks he had collected from various places beside it.
In the eyes of the palace servants, it was clear that the noble consort was in the height of favor. For a while, everyone in the palace treated Wen Fuyue with even more respect.
After returning to the palace, Wei Sinian started to review memorials again. As usual, Wen Fuyue sat beside him reading a storybook. There was a cup of plum juice the servants had just served on the table beside her. There were also crushed ice cubes in it. It was cold and delicious, making Wen Fuyue squint her eyes involuntarily.
[Delicious! The plum juice in the palace is really different! Anyway, it tastes better than what I used to drink. It should be the problem of the raw materials. I seem to have only seen it here with Wei Sinian. I wonder if I can take some back tomorrow morning.]
Wei Sinian subconsciously took a deep breath and rubbed his throbbing temples. Did Wen Fuyue think his place was the imperial kitchen?
[It's not easy being an emperor! While I'm here reading storybooks and drinking plum juice, he can only obediently review memorials. Hahaha!]
Wen Fuyue stole a glance at Wei Sinian and saw that his expression was cold and he was gripping the writing brush tightly. His knuckles were a bit pale from the force.
[Who made him angry again? Hahaha, so pitiful!]
"Chatty!"
Wei Sinian couldn't help but scold in a low voice and looked at Wen Fuyue.
Wen Fuyue was stunned on the spot when she saw the suddenly angry emperor. "Your Majesty, would you like a sip?"
Wei Sinian sneered. He wanted to see how good this plum juice could be to make the noble consort act like this. He threw down the writing brush in his hand and leaned over. With just a bend, he could take the plum juice from Wen Fuyue's hand.
So close! Too close!
When Wen Fuyue saw Wei Sinian suddenly lean over, she was startled by his action. She didn't expect that he would really come to take a sip.
Looking at his suddenly approaching face, Wen Fuyue felt it was too close. The unknown cold fragrance on Wei Sinian wafted into her nose. His fragrance was as overbearing as himself. Wen Fuyue inexplicably felt as if she was being encircled by his aura. It seemed that she would feel the hot breath from his nostrils the next second. She subconsciously dodged and her ears turned slightly red.
[It seems I'll have to ask someone to move the cushioned couch farther away later.]
Wei Sinian was amused when he heard the noble consort's thoughts suddenly go quiet and then this sentence popped up the next second. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her. "What, is the noble consort not willing?"
"No, no, no." Wen Fuyue shook her head and said to him, "Your Majesty, wait a moment. I'll go find a cup and pour you a glass. I've used this cup."
[I'm disgusted. I don't want to share a cup with him!]
Tsk. The noble consort said nice things, but her thoughts were completely different.
The smile on Wei Sinian's lips froze for a moment. His expression towards Wen Fuyue became dangerous again, and his eyes were half - smiling. The next second, he stood up directly. His left hand covered Wen Fuyue's right hand that was holding the cup, and then he took a sip of the plum juice.
Wen Fuyue: "..."
"The noble consort doesn't need to be so polite with me." After finishing the plum juice, looking at Wen Fuyue who was standing there stiffly as if she had been acupointed, the gloom in Wei Sinian's heart disappeared. He leisurely sat back at the table and watched the expression on her face and listened to her chaotic thoughts.
Wen Fuyue stood there stunned for a moment. When she came to her senses, she gritted her teeth and then said to An Fu outside, "An Fu, please pour a glass of plum juice for His Majesty."
An Fu hadn't recovered from what he had just seen. When he heard this, he immediately stepped forward.
Wei Sinian looked at An Fu with a cold look in his eyes. "No need. I'll share a cup with the noble consort."
[I'm so angry! I'm so angry! Damn emperor!]
Wei Sinian was actually amused by Wen Fuyue, who was clearly extremely angry but still pretended to be indifferent and even happy. A smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.
...
Early the next morning, Wen Fuyue was woken up by Wei Sinian when she was half - asleep and half - awake.
"It's time for the noble consort to get up." Wei Sinian stood in front of the bed with his arms folded. There was a malicious smile on his lips as he stared at Wen Fuyue intently.
Wen Fuyue was extremely sleepy. She could hardly see Wei Sinian clearly without double - vision. Just when she managed to wake up a little, she was startled by the smile in his eyes and suddenly jumped up from the bed.
[What do you want from me? I don't go to court!]
"Tsk." Hearing Wen Fuyue's thoughts, Wei Sinian sneered. Thinking that he had to get up early to go to court while the noble consort could sleep in his bed, he felt inexplicably annoyed.
So he just woke Wen Fuyue up.
Wen Fuyue couldn't figure out what had gotten into Wei Sinian. He woke her up early in the morning and then went to court without saying a word.
Forget it. Don't think about it. Wen Fuyue sighed and got into the sedan chair back to her palace. Sure enough, the thoughts of this tyrant Wei Sinian were beyond the understanding of ordinary people. As long as he didn't make things difficult for her, it was fine.
As soon as she returned to the palace and sat down, Wen Fuyue heard a palace servant announce, "Your Highness the Noble Consort, Concubine Lan requests an audience."
"Let her in."
Wen Fuyue watched Concubine Lan walk in. She curtsied, wiped the corners of her eyes with a look of gratitude on her face, and thanked Wen Fuyue, "Thank you, Your Highness the Noble Consort, for seeking justice for me yesterday."
Concubine Lan could clearly see that if Wen Fuyue hadn't been there yesterday, the great eunuch An Fu would probably have punished both sides equally, and her jade pendant would have been broken in vain. It was a pity that it was a token from her mother.
Seeing the sincere gratitude in her eyes, Wen Fuyue couldn't help but smile. She pulled her hand and let her sit down. "You're welcome."
[Help. What should I do next?]
Wen Fuyue, who had had zero social interaction with the concubines since transmigrating into the book, was silent for a moment and then asked, "Has Concubine Lan had breakfast? If you don't mind, you can have it with me."
Liang Xinyue thought Wen Fuyue would want to chat with her, but she didn't expect the next sentence to be this. All her thoughts were disrupted by this sentence. She originally wanted to decline, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw the maids bringing in breakfast, and the delicious aroma filled her nostrils.
"Then I won't be polite." Liang Xinyue smiled faintly. She didn't expect that the noble consort, who usually seemed high - and - mighty and a bit cold towards others, was actually approachable.
After breakfast, the distance between the two was inexplicably shortened by the delicious food. Seeing that Liang Xinyue wasn't someone difficult to get along with or who put on airs, Wen Fuyue took out her deck chair.
"What is this?" There was a look of curiosity in Liang Xinyue's eyes, and her gaze towards Wen Fuyue was filled with a bit of admiration. Is this what it means to be a favored consort? There's everything in the palace, and even the breakfast is so delicious?
"A deck chair." Wen Fuyue got up to demonstrate. After lying down, she said to Liang Xinyue, "Want to try?"
Unable to resist her curiosity, Liang Xinyue followed her and lay down on it.
So comfortable!
The two of them lay there without saying a word, enjoying this rare moment.
"Your Highness the Noble Consort is currently in the height of the emperor's favor. After seeing you today, I finally understand why the emperor can't be separated from you for a moment."
There was no malice in her words, only a bit of sigh. Wen Fuyue understood that Concubine Lan was opening her heart and not saying those polite words to her. She couldn't help but sigh too. "The emperor's temper is like the clouds in the sky." Unpredictable.
A look of sigh suddenly appeared on Liang Xinyue's face. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Wen Fuyue. "It's also because... forget it. There are many eavesdroppers in the palace. It's better not to say this. Your Highness just needs to know in your heart."
Wen Fuyue was no longer sleepy after having a full meal. Liang Xinyue's words piqued her curiosity.