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

"I wouldn't be trapped within these square palace walls, wasting my best years."

"Empress Dowager, she is really just like you. Seeing her is like seeing you back then..."

Concubine Yu looked at the inky black night sky and sighed, "You're right. The women in the harem are like canaries in captivity. They look glamorous, but in reality, they are deprived of freedom for their entire lives."

"She's still so young, like a delicate flower, at the age of first blossoming in love..."

"I just hope she doesn't follow our path."

On this side, Jiang Wantang had just returned to Changle Palace when Yun Shang, who was pretending to be her and lying on the couch in the bedroom, sat up and looked at her with a worried look on her face.

Yun Shang said anxiously, "Sister, you are finally back."

"Your Majesty came here shortly after you left."

Jiang Wantang's heart trembled: "Did he notice that I wasn't in the palace?"

Yun Shang shook her head: "We are all acting according to the countermeasures we discussed beforehand. His Majesty heard that you had gone to bed, so he did not come in to disturb you."

Although she said it easily, she was lying in bed at the time and broke out in a cold sweat when she heard the footsteps outside.

Jiang Wantang heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but then she heard Yun Shang say, "However, at that time, His Majesty walked to the door of the bedroom and stood there for a long time before turning around and leaving."

"Luckily, he didn't come in."

After hearing these words, Jiang Wantang's eyes darkened and his expression became more serious.

I hope she's overthinking it.

The next day, Jiang Wantang went to the imperial study early in the morning to accompany Ji Wuyuan. Fortunately, everything was normal.

She was relieved.

The days flow quietly like water, and time passes by unknowingly.

Empress Dowager Qi was devoutly worshipping Buddha and exempted the other palaces from paying respects. Concubine Xian was recuperating, Concubine Qi and Concubine Zhao were under house arrest, and the other palaces also behaved themselves.

This deep palace backyard seemed to be filled with a rare sense of tranquility and peace, almost too peaceful.

The flowers and plants under the palace wall swayed gently in the breeze, rustling. The sunlight fell on the glazed tiles, creating a layer of soft light and giving people an illusory beauty.

However, Jiang Wantang knew that this was just an illusion and the calm before the storm.

During this period, some places in the south began to suffer from floods. Ji Wuyuan issued batches of disaster relief supplies and silver. There was a lot of rain in the south in the first half of the year, which was a common natural disaster.

Somehow, rumors suddenly began to spread inside and outside the palace, saying that the flood was caused by a witch who brought disaster to the country and that it was a punishment from heaven. As long as this witch who brought disaster to the country was eliminated, there would be peace in the world and the people would live and work in peace.

For a time, people were in panic, and rumors spread like a tide from their mouths.

Now the only favored concubine in the harem is Jiang's daughter. It is self-evident who the evil concubine who brings disaster to the country refers to.

However, the reason why the palace was so peaceful and quiet, without any rumors at all, was because Ji Wuyuan's powerful authority suppressed everything.

Jiang Wantang stayed in the small courtyard of Changle Palace, as if nothing had happened, leisurely reading a storybook and swinging on the swing.

She thought that this must be the beginning of the Qi family's actions.

Since Ji Wuyuan didn't want her to know, she would just pretend she didn't know and wait for the Qi family's next move.

She was not afraid of them taking action, but she was afraid that they would hold back and not take action.

It's like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass, spitting its poisonous tongue at you in the dark. It will make you feel uneasy unless you get rid of it.

Only when it attacks can it hit the snake at its most vulnerable point.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wantang was in a very good mood.

When Ji Wuyuan arrived at Changle Palace, he saw Jiang Wantang swinging leisurely on a swing under a peach tree. He had someone make the swing specifically for her using brightly colored vines.

At that time, he thought that she must be very beautiful when she was swinging on the swing.

Now it seems that it is indeed so, just like a flower fairy who has strayed into the human world.

Behind Jiang Wantang is a large wall of crabapple flowers.

Blown by the breeze, pink peach petals fell one after another, gently sprinkling on her hair and dress.

Ji Wuyuan raised his hand to signal the palace servants not to disturb him. He stood at the rockery, quietly looking at Jiang Wantang who was surrounded by beautiful flowers not far away.

Her smile is brighter than the sun, her face is more beautiful than flowers, and her face is more beautiful than spring red. It is truly a wonderful picture.

Ji Wuyuan stood there for a long time, looking at the smile on her face. The brutality and gloom of the past few days disappeared with the smile on her face.

He lowered his head and used his fingertips to wipe away the blood that had splashed on his fingertips when he had just executed those court officials who had submitted memorials without knowing the consequences.

It's not up to others to interfere with his woman.

Since some people couldn't figure out their place, he didn't mind helping them put the bodies in the right place.

Ji Wuyuan looked at Jiang Wantang smiling so happily, and he didn't want to scare her.

After making sure that there was nothing unusual on his body, he left the rockery and slowly walked in front of Jiang Wantang.

Jiang Wantang tapped the ground with her toes, and the swing slowly stopped. Her charming peach blossom eyes curved deeply, and she smiled brightly.

When he looked at Ji Wuyuan, his eyes lit up instantly, like bright stars, his eyes sparkling: "Your Majesty..."

As the words fell, Jiang Wantang stood up from the swing and trotted towards him, like a light butterfly, peach blossoms fluttering around her.

Behind her was a large expanse of flower-colored warm sunshine, very warm and beautiful colors, and when she ran towards him, it seemed as if she was bringing all this warmth and beauty to him.

Ji Wuyuan was distracted for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he had already opened his arms and held her petite figure firmly in his arms.

He held her in his arms and gently wiped the petals off her head.

He looked at Jiang Wantang with eyes full of tenderness, doting and gentleness, but pretended to be serious and said, "You're fooling around again. What if you fall?"

However, his expression did not hold any intimidation at all. Jiang Wantang chuckled and hugged him tightly.

She said, "I am not fooling around. I am just excited to see Your Majesty."

"Besides, Your Majesty is so powerful. How could I possibly fall down with you here?"

So the tyrant who was cold-blooded and murderous in the eyes of the world suddenly blushed, with obvious helplessness in his eyes, as naive as a young boy.

Speaking of which, Ji Wuyuan became emperor at a young age, and he is only eighteen years old now, but he has not had such a youthful demeanor for many years.

Most of the time it's cold.

He smiled helplessly, his voice low and gentle: "Tang'er, I will be a little busy these days and cannot come to see you every day."

"Just stay in Changle Palace and wait for me, okay?"

Jiang Wantang was stunned for a moment, then hugged him tighter.

Her voice was muffled and came from his heart: "Okay, then Your Majesty, remember to rest well and eat on time every day..."