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

Jiang Wantang knew without hesitation that Ji Wuyuan must have known clearly that she had played a trick on him in the hot spring pool last time.

Ji Wuyuan curled his lips, a gentle smile on his lips: "I'm not angry."

Then, under Jiang Wantang's astonished gaze, he leaned over slightly and held her in his arms.

He said in a very soft voice: "It's my fault..."

I didn't notice your illness earlier.

Jiang Wantang's eyes suddenly widened, he was a little confused, not understanding the situation.

Did the dog tyrant suddenly change his nature?

After that, Ji Wuyuan served her meals attentively, picking up dishes for her and picking fish bones for her...

Even the steamed spareribs were deboned and fed to her.

I have to say that the food here is really different from other places and extremely delicious. Jiang Wantang ate bite after bite.

In her two lifetimes, she had never been taken care of so attentively by anyone, let alone by the emperor.

What came to my mind after I realized it was a sour feeling.

So this is what it feels like to be cared for and protected?

In her previous life, she was immersed in Xiao Jingheng's gentleness and consideration, and the so-called proof of "love" she felt turned out to be so insignificant.

Jiang Wantang was not attracted to Ji Wuyuan, but she was inevitably moved by the care and concern she had never felt before.

After finishing the meal, Jiang Wantang was very satisfied. Like a sated kitten, she sat lazily on the beauty couch beside the bed, unwilling to move.

There was also a notebook on the table for her to entertain herself.

Jiang Wantang looked at the easygoing Ji Wuyuan and said, "Your Majesty, I am no longer in any danger. Can I return to Changle Palace to rest?"

Ji Wuyuan looked at her calmly, emphasizing each word: "No."

"The imperial physician will bring the prepared medicine to the party tonight. Drink it well."

He emphasized the last few words.

When Jiang Wantang heard the words "drink medicine", he frowned instantly and felt unwell.

She snorted coldly and turned her back to Ji Wuyuan.

It was obvious that he didn't want to pay attention to him.

She knew very well what it meant to push the boundaries, and knowing that he wouldn't blame her, she started to act like a spoiled brat again.

Ji Wuyuan was so angry that he laughed.

In the end, he could only give a few helpless instructions and then went out to continue handling official business.

In the evening, Jiang Wantang was almost suffocated and could no longer lie down.

Ji Wuyuan took her to stroll around the Imperial Garden.

In the imperial garden, the breeze blows gently, bringing bursts of floral fragrance.

Ji Wuyuan held Jiang Wantang's hand with his big hand, and the two of them wandered around aimlessly.

When they turned a corridor, Jiang Wantang's eyes were instantly attracted by the scene before him.

The large plum forest that was once full of plum blossoms is now a large gorgeous pink peach forest.

As the breeze blows, pink petals flutter down from the trees like snowflakes, which is a beautiful sight.

It is clearly the season when peach blossoms wither, but the peach blossoms here are still in full bloom.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiang Wantang's eyes flashed with surprise and joy.

She immediately let go of Ji Wuyuan's hand, ran over happily, stretched out her hand, and caught the falling petals. The soft touch was real.

It looked very much like the large peach forest that she loved most when she was in the mountains.

Ji Wuyuan looked at his empty palms and burst out laughing. He felt helpless but also liked Jiang Wantang's bright and lively appearance.

"Like it?"

Ji Wuyuan's voice was low and gentle, echoing in Jiang Wantang's ears.

Jiang Wantang raised her head slightly, looked at the fluttering peach blossoms, and said with a smile, "I like it."

Then, as if she had thought of something, she looked at Ji Wuyuan, her eyes bright and charming, which she herself had not noticed: "Your Majesty, why are there peach blossoms in the Imperial Garden?"

She remembered that this place used to be a plum forest.

"I ordered them to be transplanted here after I came back from hunting in Beishan."

Ji Wuyuan walked to her side, raised his hand to pick up the petals on Jiang Wantang's head, and couldn't help but lower his head to kiss her forehead. His voice was low and hoarse, with a faint smile: "It's a pity that I discovered it a little too late and almost missed the flowering period."

What he said was very meaningful and contained a double entendre.

But Jiang Wantang was so immersed in the dancing peach blossoms that she failed to hear the hidden meaning in his words.

In other words, even if she heard it, she wouldn't think about it that way.

Ji Wuyuan looked at Jiang Wantang's joyful smile, and unconsciously curled up the corners of his lips, smiling gently: "Fortunately, it's not too late..."

At this moment, the voices of several palace maids talking secretly were heard from the peach forest.

A palace maid said, "Alas, I don't know what our Majesty is thinking. He cut down a beautiful plum forest and insisted on planting this ridiculous peach blossom. It's a waste of time and effort."

Another palace maid echoed, "Yes, plum blossoms are so noble and elegant, how can these lowly peach blossoms compare to them?"

Another palace maid said sarcastically, "No wonder His Majesty left all the ladies in the harem and favored Concubine Jiang."

"What's so good about her? Although she's the daughter of the Prime Minister, she was sent to a farm in the mountains to be raised since she was young. She looked like a demon and now she seems restless. She's far from being a dignified and virtuous lady from a noble family."

Jiang Wantang smiled indifferently. He had heard this kind of talk so many times that he no longer cared about it.

The mouth is on other people's body, you can't always shut them up.

But Ji Wuyuan was not so tolerant and easy to talk to.

He looked in the direction of the voice and could vaguely see several figures. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "Come here, cut off their tongues, give them fifty lashes of the cane, and banish them from the palace."

"From today on, anyone who makes false accusations will have their tongues pulled out and then beaten to death."

Jiang Wantang blinked, thinking: There's not much difference between fifty strokes of the cane and death...

Ji Wuyuan looked at the peach forest in front of him and suddenly called her name: "Jiang Wantang..."

Jiang Wantang raised her eyes to look at him, and seeing that the hostility between his eyebrows had not completely dissipated, she thought he was still angry, so she reached out and pulled his big hand.

Ji Wuyuan was stunned for a moment, a faint arc appeared at the corner of his eyes. He said slowly: "What I want to tell you is that peach blossoms are not lowly, and plum blossoms are not necessarily noble."

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and no one can define them."

"Right and wrong are up to you, praise and criticism are up to others. Once you have clearly distinguished right from wrong in your heart, you will not be afraid of what others say."

"In my eyes, the peach tree in full bloom is the best and most beautiful thing in the world."

Jiang Wantang's pupils suddenly widened. Was he afraid that she would be unhappy, so he was explaining to her on purpose?

She didn't expect to hear such words from the mouth of the almighty Emperor Ji Wuyuan.

Jiang Wantang could see the sincerity in his eyes; it was genuine emotion, not just a way to coax her...