The Hall of Everlasting Joy.
Just as the morning light spilled into the window, Wen Fuyue suddenly woke up with a start. She lay in bed with her eyes wide open for a long time before slowly coming to her senses.
Strange. Isn't Wei Sinian usually fond of waking her up early in the morning? Why did he go to court on his own so obediently today?
Wen Fuyue pursed her lips unaccustomedly and got up. She began to wash and dress herself under the service of the maids.
In recent days, Wei Sinian always made Wen Fuyue feel puzzled.
For example, during meals, Wen Fuyue often looked up and saw Wei Sinian staring at her, his expression unfathomable. When she noticed him, he would show no reaction. Instead, he would just shift his gaze directly or suddenly pick up some food for her.
Wen Fuyue wondered whether she had offended the tyrant emperor. Maybe he was thinking about how to kill her reasonably during meals.
After all, it was hard for Wen Fuyue to accept that the tyrant had suddenly turned into a somewhat taciturn and sickly yandere. She even felt that the food in her mouth didn't taste as good as before.
With today's doubts in mind, Wen Fuyue quickly left after washing up and returned to her own palace.
...
Wei Sinian sat on the dragon throne, coldly eyeing the court officials below.
He had long expected that these people had ulterior motives. Since he had learned a lot of hard - to - discover secrets from the imperial concubine, when he looked at these people now, he couldn't help but have a sense of watching a show.
Wei Sinian's eyes were as dark as the night. His fingers unconsciously tapped on the armrest of the dragon throne, making a slight and dull sound that made An Fu, who was serving beside him, break out in cold sweat.
What was wrong with the emperor? His mood during court sessions had been getting worse day by day in recent days.
An Fu just hoped that the court session would end soon, and then Wei Sinian would go to the imperial concubine's place to calm down.
"Your Majesty, the Mid - Autumn Festival banquet is approaching. May I ask if Your Majesty still wants to leave it to the Ministry of Rites?"
The Minister of the Ministry of Rites stepped forward respectfully, holding the memorial tablet in his hand. His palms were icy cold.
The emperor's mind was the most difficult to fathom. Usually, large and small banquets were jointly organized by the Ministry of Rites and the person in charge of the harem. However, since the emperor had not favored anyone for a long time, he had wisely not mentioned it.
Recently, the imperial concubine was in full favor. Hosting the banquet was a symbol of status. If the imperial concubine mentioned this matter to the emperor, it would be difficult for him to handle. So he might as well be bold and ask now, which could also gain the favor of the imperial concubine.
Wen Fuyue, who was completely unaware: "Achoo!" Who is thinking about me?
Should he hand it over to the imperial concubine?
Wei Sinian was silent for a moment, slightly lowering his eyes. His first thought was whether the imperial concubine would be willing to host the banquet.
Wen Fuyue was always lazy. Usually, when he was reviewing memorials, he could always hear her inner thoughts. The content was generally that she was so tired and lucky that she didn't have to do anything. And he heard from An Fu's report that some concubines had planned to pay their respects to her, but she had directly refused.
Would Wen Fuyue be willing?
Hearing this, the ministers below immediately fell silent, looking at each other in dismay, their hearts in turmoil.
What was going on? Why did the emperor suddenly stop talking?
The last time Wei Sinian suddenly fell silent was half a month ago when the embezzlement case of the Minister of the Ministry of Works was discovered. The amount of embezzled money was so huge that it shocked the world. All the relevant people wished to clear themselves of any connection immediately and didn't even dare to think about saving him. Sure enough, after the emperor's silence, he directly ordered the execution of the entire family. Everyone was in danger at that time, and the dark red stain left by the Minister of the Ministry of Works when he hit the palace pillar and died had not been washed away.
Fortunately, Wei Sinian didn't hesitate for too long.
He thought for a while and then ordered the people below, "This Mid - Autumn Festival banquet will be jointly organized by you and assist the imperial concubine."
"Yes, Your Majesty. I will surely assist the imperial concubine in completing this matter."
It was better to let Wen Fuyue participate. After all, the women in the harem were not easy to deal with. If anyone was so blind as to provoke her, he would have to handle it himself.
Wei Sinian had subconsciously forgotten his original intention. He had originally planned to get the information from Wen Fuyue and then make her disappear. Now it seemed better to keep her.
He smiled when he thought of Wen Fuyue's expression when she heard this, and the gloom between his eyebrows disappeared a lot, which made the ministers below even more amazed.
I wonder what the imperial concubine is doing now?
Wei Sinian came back to his senses and continued to look at the ministers.
The court session ended unusually early today.
Wei Sinian was inexplicably in a good mood, and his look at An Fu was much gentler.
An Fu felt flattered and boldly asked, "May I ask if Your Majesty wants to go to the imperial concubine's palace or summon her in the palace?"
"Let's go to her." I wonder what she's doing? Is the cold noodles ready?
When they arrived at the Luanxi Palace, Wen Fuyue looked at the emperor who suddenly appeared in front of her in shock. She blinked subconsciously and found that it was not an illusion.
[What's going on? Why did Wei Sinian end the court session so early today? What does he want to do! I was planning to eat alone, but it seems I have to share with him again. Sigh.]
Eat alone?
Wei Sinian's expression froze. He slightly narrowed his eyes and sized up the woman in front of him. A sneer curled up on his lips, and an indescribable calmness filled his heart for a moment.
What a good imperial concubine! She actually wanted to eat alone. Did she not have him, the emperor, in her eyes at all?
Wei Sinian was a little annoyed. His look at Wen Fuyue became even colder. The maids and eunuchs serving beside him were so frightened by his expression that they knelt on the ground all at once. Only Wen Fuyue, with her hands full of flour, slightly widened her eyes, looking a bit at a loss.
[My god! Why does Wei Sinian change his expression again? I can't stand it! I finally got in the mood to cook, but the tyrant emperor ended the court session so early today. Forget it. I'll share with him.]
"I didn't expect Your Majesty to come so early. I'm making crab - roe buns now. Please wait a moment, Your Majesty."
Forget it. Wei Sinian didn't know how many times he had said this to himself in his heart. He wouldn't argue with this woman.
But now it seemed that he might not be able to eat the cold noodles. An indescribable sense of regret welled up in Wei Sinian's heart. He subconsciously pursed his lips. Realizing his own emotions, he thought that it was just a bowl of perhaps delicious noodles. There was nothing to be regretful about.
Although he thought so in his heart, Wei Sinian tried hard to suppress that hard - to - ignore emotion. His expression was calm, but his eyes were a bit dim.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the emotions in his heart, and looked at the woman in front of him.
Wen Fuyue was wearing a simple apron at the moment. Wei Sinian didn't know what it was. He only saw that this piece of cloth outlined her perfect waist, making her look even more slender and giving her an unconscious sense of fragility. But the look in her eyes when she looked at him was bright, like the sunlight shining on the chopping board at the moment, making Wei Sinian's heart feel as if it had been brushed by a feather.
Wen Fuyue had no idea that the tyrant Wei Sinian, who seemed unpredictable in her eyes, would feel regretful because of a bowl of noodles. She just felt that the atmosphere around the man in front of her had become even colder.
Wei Sinian didn't say a word for a long time, so Wen Fuyue had to look up at him.
She saw that Wei Sinian was looking at her intently. There seemed to be a layer of mist in the depths of his black eyes, which neutralized the coldness on him and made him look much gentler.
Under his gaze, Wen Fuyue's heart skipped a beat. She subconsciously said, "Does Your Majesty want to join me?"
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Wen Fuyue wished she could slap herself.
[Oh my god! Am I being too bold? I actually asked Wei Sinian if he wanted to make buns with me. This is absurd! He's the emperor. How could he do it with me! Help! Am I going to be punished?]
Everyone except Wei Sinian gasped.
Unexpectedly, Wei Sinian seemed not to hear these voices. He stepped forward and came in front of Wen Fuyue, saying in a deep voice, "Then would the imperial concubine be willing to teach me?"
Wen Fuyue's pupils constricted slightly. She stared blankly at Wei Sinian who suddenly got closer.
There was a cold fragrance on Wei Sinian. The fragrance was as domineering as he was. When he got closer, she felt as if she was completely enveloped by him.
Wen Fuyue felt that her heart skipped a beat. Her ears turned slightly red. All her senses seemed to be magnified to the extreme, giving her an indescribable sense of tension. She was a bit at a loss, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Wei Sinian seemed to be filled with moisture, soft and tender.
"Okay."
She heard herself reply in a soft voice.