After traveling through time, she just wanted to eat, drink and have fun

"Zhu Zi, don't be angry." The emperor looked at the roujiamo thrown on the ground with the crumbs and meat fillings rolling all over the floor, smelled the tempting aroma, and softened his tone to Zhu Wenyun.

Zhu Wenyun, who was standing aside, still had a stern face and said nothing, but he lifted his robe and knelt down.

The emperor panicked and tried to help him up, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Zhu Wenyun lifted up his robe and knelt to avoid him, with no expression on his face. The emperor saw that there was a palm-sized oil stain on the place where his sleeve touched the ground, and he was touched. He knew that Zhu Wenyun was really angry, angry that he married his most beloved daughter to such a Prince Jing.

Zhu Wenyun was indeed angry. He was angry that the emperor married his most beloved baby to such a Prince Jing. But he was even more angry because the emperor knew that he only had one son and one daughter, Zhu Yu and Zhu Chun, in his life and it was impossible for him to have any other children, but he still pushed his beloved baby into the fire.

The emperor had no choice but to forcefully pull Zhu Wenyun's robe and pull his arm to make him look at him.

He gently said to Zhu Wenyun, "Zhu Zi, Xian Er is fine, don't be angry. How could I betray Guai Bao Er? This is a bet I made with Prince Jing. He went out of the city to help that heartless guy clear his family's grievances. He did find out something, so he rushed to the palace to beg me, hoping that I would grant him the marriage later. After he found out something, I would grant him the marriage with that heartless guy. I have seen so many women, can't I tell what kind of guy that is? Seeing him dying made me so angry that I wanted to slap him to death. But he is my favorite son after all, and the most outstanding among all my sons. After thinking about it, I set him up and made such a bet with him."

Prince Jing, who had just returned and was stopped outside by palace servants: …

After hearing this, Zhu Wenyun's expression eased a little, but he still did not let the emperor get up. He remained kneeling, raised his head, looked directly into the emperor's eyes and said, "Your Majesty, I dare not be angry, nor do I complain. Whatever you say is what I will obey. If there is nothing else, I will not be a bother to you here." After saying this, he turned around and crawled on his knees to walk out of the imperial study.

Inside the room, the emperor suddenly squatted down and grabbed Zhu Wenyun, making him unable to move. Outside the room, Prince Jing, who was waiting with the palace servants, told them to wait until the matter was over and then go to his residence in the palace to inform him, then turned around and left quickly.

Listening to the footsteps going away, the emperor pulled the man up from the ground and pressed him to sit on the chair with irresistible force. He stared at Zhu Wenyun closely, afraid that he would say something even more unpleasant in a fit of anger, so he spoke first: "I know what you are thinking, I know everything. Don't worry, Xian'er will come to beg me soon. I just want to use this incident to let him see how these two girls feel about him, and by the way, let him submit to me."

Zhu Wenyun said nothing, but put her hands behind her back, as if to hide the dirty sleeve. The emperor saw this and his heart softened. He let go of Zhu Wenyun and continued in a gentle voice, "Zhuzi, I know you love your little Baoer, and I love her too. I have been holding off on granting her marriage all these years because I listened to Master Liaowu. He said that this child has a chance to become enlightened this year. I thought that if she becomes enlightened, she could become my daughter-in-law, which means she would be my real daughter. How wonderful it would be, and we could become in-laws."

Zhu Wenyun's expression finally became less cold and hard, but he remained silent.

The emperor continued, "Zhuzi, you know what I am thinking. I really want to give my best son to Guaibao. After I am gone..."

"Zimian, you are the emperor and you can live forever." Zhu Wenyun interrupted him and returned to his gentle and jade-like appearance.

The emperor saw that he had finally calmed down, chuckled, shook his head, looked at Zhu Wenyun earnestly and said, "Zhuzi, can you two try to get along with each other first? I won't grant them a marriage. I will assign them a task. Let Xian'er and Guaibao'er go to Jiangnan together to investigate the case of the missing woman in Jiangnan. It will only take about three to five months. If they still don't have any feelings for each other after they come back, then we will just ignore it. Can you give them a chance? I have a feeling that this will be a good match."

Zhu Wenyun thought for a while, finally sighed and nodded. Firstly, Zhu Yu would get married eventually, and Prince Jing was indeed a good candidate with unlimited future prospects and good character. Secondly, Yang Ziyi was the emperor, and her mischief was already against the Tiangang, so she had to quit while she was ahead.

Seeing that he finally gave in, the emperor was relieved. He let out a long sigh, lifted up his robe without caring about his image and sat on the ground next to the roujiamo.

Zhu Wenyun saw him pick up the roujiamo on the ground and pat the invisible dust, and then saw him put the roujiamo into his mouth. He stood up from the chair, walked to his side, lifted up his robe and sat next to the emperor: "Zimian, don't eat it. It's dirty because it fell on the ground. I'll ask the cook at home to make you another one tomorrow and send it to you after the morning court."

The emperor waved his hand, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said helplessly: "Forget it, I don't know what will happen tomorrow. What if those people come back to talk to me endlessly after the morning court, and I won't have time to eat. Besides, when I was with you before, I could eat things that fell on the ground dirtier than this. They were all given to me by you. There is no difference between before and now."

Zhu Wenyun sighed inwardly. At that time, he was not the emperor, but an ordinary person like him. He was not his subject. How could it be the same as now? However, since he wanted to be the same as before, he stopped trying to persuade him. He just sat aside silently and watched him eat the cold roujiamo with little meat. However, he would not eat with him. What if he got diarrhea?

An hour later, at Prince Jing's residence.

The emperor looked at Prince Jing kneeling on the ground for a long time, and finally said, I agree.

Prince Jing was about to thank the emperor when he heard him say, "You and Zhu Yu should investigate the case of multiple women disappearing in Jiangnan."

Prince Jing: "Father..."

The emperor interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "I just want to give you two a chance to spend time together. You will only be away for three to five months. If this daily life together still cannot make you accept that you have feelings for each other, then I will no longer care about your affairs."

Prince Jing: . . . . . .

"My son, I obey."

At the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhu Yu returned home and changed the clothes she was going to wear to the palace, and immediately lay down on the chaise longue with a groan. What was going on? It was clearly a scene where the hero and heroine were in love with each other and finally saw the light of day, but how did it turn into a plot where the heroine abandoned her and she had to take the blame? Nothing was going according to common sense.

What made her even more angry was that her father came back an hour later and told her that the bet that Prince Jing wanted to get married was fake! Well, you ancient people have nothing to do every day, so you just play around, aren't you annoying! There's something even more annoying coming, what's the point of asking them to investigate the case? Oh my god, she's someone who can never guess the murderer when reading suspense novels, what case is she going to investigate! Are you sure you're not going to play her to death?

Zhu Yu: "Dad, are you sure I won't be the next missing woman if I go there?"

Zhu Wenyun: "I'm sure not. I heard from the Dali Temple that the murderer specifically targeted petite and gentle women from the south of the Yangtze River. You don't meet the criteria at all. Besides, the emperor has good intentions. If you two make achievements this time, he can stop the marriage."

Zhu Yu: ... So this father is saying that she has a bad personality, is lazy and gluttonous, and has a tall and strong body?

Zhu Yu thought about the "self" she saw in the bronze mirror. Her eyebrows were bright and clear, her nose was straight, her lips were rosy, her height was about 170 cm, her body was well-proportioned, her shoulders were smooth, her breasts were plump but not sagging, her waist was slender and strong, her hips were tight, her thighs were long, and her calves were slender. Her overall body proportions were harmonious, her lines were smooth, and she looked a bit like a modern model. Hmm... If she didn't act like a demon, she would have a unique charm and temperament. Why didn't he like her?

But she changed her mind and decided, if she didn't like it, then she didn't like it. Life was the most important thing. If she could get her freedom from it, it would be worth it. So she might as well go.

Just as I was thinking about it, a servant came in and reported that Prince Jing had arrived.

Zhu Yu: ... How dare he come here when the car has flipped over like this!