"Your Majesty, don't worry. Doctor Chang said that you just accidentally suffered from heatstroke. Drinking some plum juice will make you feel better."
[I'm not going to drink any plum juice!]
Ling Shan smiled, holding the plum juice with an expression as if she were saying, "My lord, it's time to take your medicine," and said softly,
"Your Majesty, do you want this servant to feed you mouthful by mouthful? Come, Your Majesty, open your mouth."
"I don't want to drink this."
Jun Wuyuan was very determined. "Where's the cold drink you made just now? I want to drink that!"
Ling Shan smiled, but rolled her eyes silently in her heart.
He really had a nerve. Did he think he could scare her and still get to drink the mung bean ice drink she had worked so hard to make in the heat?
"Your Majesty, when I saw you faint just now, I was extremely worried. How could I remember the mung bean ice drink? All I could think about was Your Majesty's safety."
Ling Shan lowered her eyes guiltily. "It's all this servant's fault. I accidentally spilled it. It's all because this servant is so clumsy."
Jun Wuyuan: "..."
Should he believe her?
Or should he believe her?
For some reason, Jun Wuyuan had the illusion that he had been seen through, and this bowl of plum juice personally fed to him was the best revenge.
After drinking a bowl of plum juice, Jun Wuyuan's heatstroke was naturally gone.
As for the mung bean ice drink Ling Shan made with her own hands, well, it naturally went into her own stomach.
No wonder the ingredients selected by the emperor were so delicious.
Ignoring the occasional resentful glances from the tyrant, Ling Shan was very dedicated to grinding the ink.
She turned a deaf ear to the outside world and only wanted to finish her shift earlier.
[I'm craving roasted lamb legs!]
Suddenly, the voice rang out, and Ling Shan's movements paused for a moment. In her mind, she could already envision a golden, oily roasted lamb leg.
She was craving it too!
[Tsk, is that idiot from the Quanzhou Shipping Department a pig? All he does every day is ask and ask. I've already said I don't want to eat that stinky durian-like fruit, yet he still asks if it should be offered as a tribute. Tribute my foot!]
Ling Shan's eyes suddenly lit up.
A fruit that smelled like poop?
Wasn't that the king of fruits, durian?
She loved it! Wuwuwu, she was dying to eat some!
How could Jun Wuyuan be so arbitrary and not understand good food?
Durian might smell bad, but it tasted delicious!
It was just like luosifen. The first time she smelled it, she almost threw up.
But after trying it once, she could only think of one meme: Oh my god, it's so delicious!
She wanted to eat it.
The aroma of durian was swirling in Ling Shan's mind. She would really be miserable if she couldn't get a taste.
It was like an itch she couldn't scratch.
Ling Shan stole a glance at Jun Wuyuan, whose profile was stunning. She let out a soft gasp of admiration, but soon her mind was filled with thoughts of durian again.
She came up with a brilliant idea.
[That stupid goose is stealing glances at me again! Isn't she afraid I'll pluck out her eyes?]
Ling Shan: "..."
She seriously warned someone that if he continued to be so tyrannical and vicious, she would fight back one by one in the future!
"What are you standing there for? Can't you see I need to review the memorials?"
Ling Shan pouted secretly. After apologizing, she immediately focused on grinding the ink, silently complaining in her heart:
Isn't it just crossing things out? It sounds like it's some major national affair.
Jun Wuyuan snorted and lowered his head to draw a big cross on another nonsense memorial.
That old bastard Wang Yuyao. One day, I'll chop him up and use him as fertilizer for the flowers or feed him to the fish!
Thanks to Jun Wuyuan's seemingly cold and indifferent exterior but chattering interior, Ling Shan had a general understanding of the situation in the previous court.
It could only be said that the Wang family and the Queen Mother really held all the power, like an unshakable mountain.
If the Queen Mother hadn't tried to poison her but instead tempted her with benefits, Ling Shan might have weighed the pros and cons and sided with the Queen Mother's faction.
But instead, the Queen Mother not only poisoned her but also intended to sacrifice her as a pawn at any time.
Ling Shan didn't want to be a disposable pawn. So, she could only defect and help Jun Wuyuan bring down the Queen Mother's faction first.
If the Queen Mother wanted her dead, then she would have to make sure the Queen Mother died first.
[I'm thirsty. Why hasn't that stupid goose brewed tea for me today?]
Ling Shan: "..."
Was this dog tyrant trying to work her like a beast of burden?
She had just finished her work in the hot and stuffy kitchen and finally sat down in the air-conditioned room.
And now this tyrant wanted her to go to the tea room to brew tea for him?
Ling Shan gritted her teeth and pretended not to hear, continuing to grind the ink without stopping. But that annoying voice just wouldn't let her go.
[I want to drink Cloud Peak Ling Mist. Bi Tan Piao Xue would also do. If not, Jiuqu Hongmei would be acceptable too!]
[Can't that stupid goose see that my teacup is empty? How did that old hag teach her? Why is she so stupid and not as clever and considerate as before?]
[Thirsty thirsty thirsty thirsty thirsty... Why isn't that stupid goose moving? She's so inconsiderate!]
[Should I speak up and remind her?]
[No no, I'm a ruthless tyrant. How can I be so eager? If that stupid goose still doesn't notice, I...]
It was so annoying!
Ling Shan let out a deep breath. She really owed him!
Why didn't the heavens send down a thunderbolt to strike him?
Although she was cursing in her heart, on the surface, she still smiled sweetly and said considerately,
"Your Majesty, this servant sees that there is still a lot of court business. How about this servant brewing a cup of Bi Tan Piao Xue to refresh you?"
Jun Wuyuan unconsciously straightened his back slightly and gave a nonchalant grunt.
He didn't even spare her a glance, as if he didn't care at all.
In fact, could Ling Shan not hear how smug he was feeling in his heart?
Pretending!
Ling Shan sneered and, with a bitter fate, went to the tea room again.
Brewing tea was a complicated and annoying process.
At least, on a hot day, it was annoying to Ling Shan.
However, the "pawn" trained by the Queen Mother was not only proficient in the four arts of the Chinese literati but also top-notch in the skills of serving people.
She was very familiar with the process of brewing tea in her memory, but Ling Shan didn't know how good her actual skills were.
Anyway, Jun Wuyuan seemed to like it very much.
Throughout the whole process, only Ling Shan was suffering.
Achoo achoo—
Jun Wuyuan threw down his pen and leaned back on the imperial chair, waiting for Ling Shan's cup of tea.
It seemed that he wouldn't stop until he got to drink it.
In two days, Liang Jiusi would be back. He wondered if that guy would still dare to pull off another surprise like last time after this.
And in a few days, there would be the Dragon Boat Festival celebration, which was a grand event.
He had to think about how to make this event even more spectacular.
Ling Shan was sweating profusely from the heat. She had to clean herself up outside the palace before entering with the teacup.
As soon as she entered, she saw the stunning Jun Wuyuan frowning in thought.
It was the first time she had seen him so calm and composed. Ignoring everything else and just looking at his face.
Ling Shan really liked Jun Wuyuan's good looks.
At least, just looking at him made people feel comfortable, didn't it?
But what was so special about the Dragon Boat Festival?