The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 470 Reverse Scale

Wang Fuhai stood silently on the side, his eyes watching his nose and his nose watching his heart.

He knew best that although Ji Wuyuan had been busy with government affairs these days, he was also deliberately preventing him from going to see the Queen again.

Every time after finishing government affairs late at night, he would unknowingly walk out of Fengqi Palace, but would then turn around and walk back.

But today, when His Majesty heard the palace servant report that the Queen had gone to the water dungeon, he immediately dropped all his affairs and hurried over.

Everyone in the capital knows that His Majesty the Current King greatly favors the Empress.

But many people also feel that the rumors are somewhat false.

In Wang Fuhai's opinion, this point is indeed...not quite consistent with the truth.

Because His Majesty is not just doting on the Empress, he clearly loves the Empress terribly.

In the past, everyone in the palace was only afraid of His Majesty, but now there is an additional Empress, who is even more feared than the former.

Because, as everyone knows, the Queen is His Majesty's Achilles' heel.

Even if the Queen wants to kill the King, His Majesty will personally hand her the knife.

The two stood outside the dungeon in the same posture for a long time.

It took a long time until Jiang Wantang stopped crying and her emotions gradually calmed down. Ji Wuyuan then picked her up and strode out of the water prison.

Jiang Wantang buried her head in his arms. Perhaps her emotions had relaxed. Smelling the clear and familiar scent lingering around her, she slowly closed her eyes.

Ji Wuyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the harmless sleeping face in his arms. There was a hint of warmth in his deep and complex eyes.

He carried the person all the way to Fengqi Palace. Seeing this, the eunuchs and palace maids on the palace road knelt down one after another. No one dared to make a sound for fear of disturbing the Empress.

Fengqi Palace.

Calming incense was burning in the bedroom, and the charcoal fire was burning brightly.

Ji Wuyuan gently placed the person in his arms on the bed.

As soon as he put it down, Jiang Wantang opened his eyes drowsily.

The two looked at each other, Ji Wuyuan laughed, raised his hand to touch her head, and whispered to comfort her: "Sleep a little longer, I will accompany you, okay?"

Jiang Wantang looked at him with blurry eyes for a while, then slowly closed her eyes.

Lying on her side, Ji Wuyuan could clearly see the dark circles under her eyes.

He thought of how she had a nightmare all night long, and sent someone to invite the imperial teacher over.

Ran Guoshi came over to take a look, then shook his head helplessly and said that he had no way.

After the Imperial Master left, Ji Wuyuan sat beside the couch, looking at Jiang Wantang's increasingly thin face, and remained silent for a long time.

During this time, the leader of the secret guards Fei Yu came to report. Ji Wuyuan covered Jiang Wantang with a blanket, then stood up and walked out.

Outside the bedroom, Fei Yu stood under the eaves, his face stern. He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, the matter you instructed your subordinates to investigate earlier has yielded results."

"Back then, Wu Decai plotted to murder Jiang Zhixu in the villa. Fearing his whereabouts would be exposed, he buried the body in the villa on the outskirts of the city. Later, he set the villa on fire to destroy the body..."

He paused, lowered his voice, and said, "Now that so many years have passed, even if the remains are still there, I'm afraid there will be no trace of them left."

Ji Wuyuan stood at the window outside the bedroom, his eyes fixed on Jiang Wantang who was sleeping on the couch, as if he was observing whether she would suddenly wake up again after he left.

Hearing this, he lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice: "If you can't find it, turn it over and look for it until you find it."

Fei Yu wanted to say something else, but at this moment Jiang Wantang, who was lying on the couch, twitched her eyelashes, showing a faint sign of waking up.

Ji Wuyuan frowned and raised his hand to stop Feiyu from saying the next thing.

Feiyu understood what he meant and quickly retreated.

When Ji Wuyuan returned to the bedroom, Jiang Wantang had already sat up from the couch.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up at him in a daze.

Jiang Wantang, who had just woken up, had dazed eyes and looked very well-behaved.

Ji Wuyuan's originally gloomy expression softened in an instant when he saw her.

He walked over, raised his hand and touched Jiang Wantang's head, his voice low and gentle: "Awake?"

"Would you like to sleep a little longer?"

Jiang Wantang shook her head and was about to say something when Wang Fuhai came in to report outside the hall.

Ji Wuyuan frowned slightly, turned around and was about to walk out.

As he took a step forward, a small hand reached out and grabbed his sleeve, then let go in an instant...

Ji Wuyuan lowered his eyes and looked deeply at the bewildered Jiang Wantang.

Is she trying to...keep me?

At this time, Wang Fuhai outside the hall reminded again.

Ji Wuyuan knew that when he and Jiang Wantang were together, Wang Fuhai would not dare to disturb them unless it was something important.

However, he remained unmoved. He always knew what to do and when to do it. But this time, he thought that if she asked, he would stay with her.

So, he took the initiative to ask: "Tang'er, do you want me to stay?"

Jiang Wantang thought of what the Imperial Master had said before and lowered her eyes. She said, "Your Majesty, government affairs are important. I have no important matters."

Ji Wuyuan's eyes dimmed unconsciously. He said, "Okay, Tang'er, have a good rest first. Gu Wan will come to see you again."

Afterwards, he gave her a few words of advice, such as asking her to eat well and take care of her health, and then turned and left.

After Ji Wuyuan left, Jiang Wantang also stood up and walked out of the bedroom.

Later, she spent the entire afternoon in Fengqi Palace dealing with all matters of the harem.

It was not until it was completely dark outside that Jiang Wantang put down the thick stack of account books in his hand and walked out of the hall.

The night outside the palace was as dark as ink, and the palace bells on the eaves tinkled in the cold wind...

Jiang Wantang stood quietly in the yard, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long moment, she looked at Leng Mei beside her and suddenly asked, "Do you know how His Majesty celebrated his birthday in previous years?"

Leng Mei was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then she shook her head: "Your Majesty, I don't know either."

"Before being assigned to serve you, this servant was always carrying out missions outside at the behest of Commander Fei."

Jiang Wantang frowned and said nothing more.

Her thoughts gradually drifted away, and scenes from her previous life emerged in her mind...

That year, it snowed heavily. It was the emperor's birthday. The new emperor, Ji Wuyuan, sat alone on the high platform, looking down on the common people. He was awe-inspiring and unparalleled in dignity.

And she was just sitting in an inconspicuous corner of the women's seat, so far away that she couldn't even see his face clearly.

At that time, she was wondering what kind of woman would be qualified to stand beside such a cold, noble and powerful man.

But now...it's actually me.

When Jiang Wantang thought about it now, it still seemed unreal.

She stood in the yard for a long time...

Leng Mei asked, "The Queen is waiting for His Majesty."

Jiang Wantang smiled and shook her head.

She knew that Ji Wuyuan would not come.

Since returning to the palace, he has never stayed overnight again.

No, to be precise, the two have not slept on the same bed since their wedding.

She just couldn't sleep. Ever since she knew her life story, every time she closed her eyes, she would have nightmares all night long.