Wen Fuyue was on the verge of tears. Why was the dog emperor so hard to deal with today!
Forget it. Her life was at stake.
Wen Fuyue quickly left the safe corner that no longer belonged to her and scurried closer to the emperor. Then, she looked at him nervously.
[Is this okay now? God! Fortunately, the dog emperor is impotent. Otherwise, as an innocent young girl, I would have been defiled by him!]
Hearing her thoughts, Wei Sinian felt the veins on his forehead throbbing violently. His hand gripping the quilt turned white at the knuckles from the excessive force, and his gaze towards Wen Fuyue was rather unfriendly.
For some reason, the candle on the bedside hadn't been extinguished yet. Wen Fuyue's night vision was average, but luckily she was close to Wei Sinian, so she saw his cold and gloomy gaze, which was like a snake coiling around her face.
Past experience told Wen Fuyue that when Wei Sinian's mood suddenly turned strange, the best thing to do was to keep silent. So she closed her mouth and looked at him.
Eye contact was inevitable. Wen Fuyue subconsciously averted her gaze, but her eyes inadvertently landed on the corner of his eye.
Wei Sinian had fair skin, and the tiny mole at the corner of his eye was particularly noticeable, giving him an air of evil and an indescribable allure.
Wen Fuyue realized that this was the first time she had closely observed Wei Sinian in such a long time.
Hearing Wen Fuyue's thoughts, Wei Sinian suddenly felt choked, as if he had been stuck by a breath.
Why was this woman's train of thought so erratic? In a blink of an eye, she had gone from scolding him to looking at his mole.
Boring. Thinking this in his heart, Wei Sinian looked at Wen Fuyue and asked, "What is the noble consort looking at?"
"You have a mole at the corner of your eye, Your Majesty."
Wen Fuyue was already used to Wei Sinian asking her all sorts of strange questions. After thinking about it, this one seemed harmless, so she answered him directly.
"Is it that good-looking? The noble consort has been staring at me."
Wen Fuyue didn't know where to direct her gaze, so she had to fix it on one spot. She didn't expect Wei Sinian to ask this question and was taken aback.
[To be honest, it's really good-looking! Although Wei Sinian's personality leaves much to be desired, he is really good-looking. I didn't notice it before, but today I found that this mole is really in the right place. It gives him an indescribable charm and makes him even more handsome!]
Wei Sinian admitted that he was pleased by these innocent words. So, in Wen Fuyue's incredulous gaze, he curled his lips and said cheerfully, "Go to sleep."
Meeting his gaze, Wen Fuyue closed her eyes nervously and pretended to be asleep, but in fact, she couldn't fall asleep at all.
God, how could she fall asleep! Wen Fuyue felt that Wei Sinian's gaze was constantly glued to her body, giving her goosebumps. Her mental activities were extremely active, and it made Wei Sinian a bit restless and unable to sleep.
So he just remained silent, listening to the noble consort's random thoughts, which were completely illogical but somehow strangely relaxing.
[It's a tear mole! They say that tear moles are the tears shed by one's past-life lover. Forget it. I can't imagine Wei Sinian having a lover. Obviously, this idea doesn't hold water. But he doesn't seem that hard to get along with. Anyway, it's okay to just stay silent when there's nothing to say. Sigh.]
[It's a pity. Such a good emperor is actually impotent. With such a large harem, he is unable to do anything. How tragic!]
Wei Sinian felt that the anger he had just managed to suppress was about to flare up again. He resisted the urge to have the noble consort dragged out and gritted his teeth, saying, "If the noble consort is not used to it, go back to your original place."
Wen Fuyue immediately scurried back to her small corner, and her breathing gradually calmed down.
Wei Sinian: Forget it. I won't argue with this empty-headed noble consort. Once I get all the words out of her, I'll surely make her pay!
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"What a peculiar taste! It's even tenderer than tofu when it enters the mouth, yet it has a hint of milk fragrance. It's extremely delicious!"
Liang Xinyue took a bite of the so - called "ginger milk curd" in front of her and was immediately amazed. She looked at Wen Fuyue excitedly.
"If you like it, eat more. There's more if you're not full."
Facing Liang Xinyue's admiring gaze, Wen Fuyue suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment, so she said softly to her.
"Don't we need to send a serving to His Majesty?" Wen Yu looked at her noble consort who had no intention of vying for favor and still couldn't help but remind her in a low voice uneasily.
The noble consort was good in every way, but why was she so indifferent to His Majesty? Wen Yu watched as her mistress was favored, but she was so anxious that blisters had formed on her lips.
She was Wen Fuyue's personal maid brought from the Wen family. How could she not know that although Wen Fuyue went to serve His Majesty every day on the surface, in fact, she hadn't had that kind of relationship with the emperor. What if His Majesty got tired of the mistress one day and she had no children to rely on?
Wen Fuyue suddenly felt a headache. Hearing the words "His Majesty", Liang Xinyue immediately lost her appetite.
"Don't worry, Wen Yu." Seeing Wen Yu's worried face, Wen Fuyue still couldn't say anything harsh, so she lied, "His Majesty doesn't like sweet food. If I send it to him, I'll just annoy him."
"Hmm? I didn't know when I started to dislike sweet food."
Wei Sinian's emotionless voice came. Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.
Liang Xinyue almost choked and immediately knelt down.
Wen Fuyue was too guilty to say a word.
[Help! Why was I caught on the spot! Isn't the dog emperor in court now? Why did he suddenly come to find me? Help! How can I explain this? Oh my god. Just kill me.]
Hearing Wen Fuyue's panicked thoughts, Wei Sinian's black eyes were unfathomable. A trace of playfulness flashed in his eyes, and his whole body exuded a cold aura that made everyone present dare not say a word.
"Doesn't Your Majesty dislike it?" Wen Fuyue had a sudden inspiration. She picked up a bowl of ginger milk curd in front of her and handed it to Wei Sinian, explaining to him, "This is a dessert I just made today. I hope Your Majesty will like it."
[Anyway, even if I give it to him, he won't eat it. He still has to go through the motions. It's so troublesome.]
Unexpectedly, Wei Sinian took the small white porcelain bowl from Wen Fuyue's hand. He scooped up a piece of the unknown white dessert with a spoon and put it into his mouth.
Wei Sinian was slightly stunned, and the coldness on his face lessened a bit.
He didn't expect this thing to melt in his mouth immediately, with a hint of sweetness. It was different from all the desserts he had eaten before. It was novel and delicious, unexpectedly to his liking. It was really good.
It seemed that the noble consort's efforts for so long hadn't been in vain.
[He actually ate it! He seems quite satisfied? I knew it. No one can resist desserts with a milk fragrance!]
Hearing the noble consort's somewhat excited thoughts, Wei Sinian raised his eyebrows and looked at her, saying, "It's good. Reward."
"If Your Majesty likes it, I'll send someone to teach the cooks in the imperial kitchen. Then Your Majesty can eat it anytime."
Seeing this in person was more impactful than just hearing about it. Liang Xinyue was completely ignored by Wei Sinian. Kneeling on the ground, her heart was in turmoil.
She knew that the noble consort didn't want to vie for favor, but she was still very shocked when she saw it with her own eyes. Given such a good opportunity, anyone else would have said, "I'll make it for Your Majesty next time," instead of simply handing over the recipe.
And His Majesty seemed to be especially tolerant of the noble consort. He even seemed to only have eyes for her and completely ignored everyone else.
Hearing this answer, although Wei Sinian had a bit of a premonition in his heart, he still frowned unhappily. He looked at Wen Fuyue with a dark and unfathomable look in his eyes.
"I think the noble consort's craftsmanship is exceptional. How can those servants in the imperial kitchen compare with you?"