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

Jiang Wantang was stunned.

why?

Jiang Wantang thought about it and withdrew from Ji Wuyuan's arms. Then she took his hand, covered his dry palm with her other small hand, and took it away.

Ji Wuyuan lowered his eyes and saw a plump and round red bean. It was the red bean he had placed in the envelope...

Jiang Wantang looked at him with a frank gaze and spoke honestly, "I...I don't know how to respond."

The little girl's eyes are very cute, and the light is clear and clean.

Ji Wuyuan's heart softened for no reason.

He took Jiang Wantang's hand and hugged her tightly in his arms. He said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay..."

"It doesn't matter if Tang'er doesn't reply."

His voice mixed with the night wind and blew into her ears.

Jiang Wantang tightened her hands at her side. She was silent for a long time, then suddenly called out softly, "A Yuan..."

"Yeah." Ji Wuyuan responded to her in a low and gentle voice.

After a long silence.

Jiang Wantang asked him tentatively in a very soft voice, "Tell me, if one day you discovered that someone you trusted had deceived you, what would you do?"

"Will you... forgive her?"

Ji Wuyuan's body suddenly stiffened, his pupils trembled, and a barely perceptible trace of panic flashed in his dark pupils.

Could it be that she knew...

Ji Wuyuan lowered his eyes, his dark pupils staring at Jiang Wantang without blinking, his expression somewhat complicated: "You are talking about..."

Jiang Wantang's eyelashes trembled, but she pretended to be calm and explained, "It's just a hypothesis, just asking casually."

Ji Wuyuan breathed a sigh of relief and answered without hesitation: "Those who deceive the emperor will only end up dead."

Jiang Wantang's heart twitched and then sank completely.

She lowered her eyes, her nails digging into the delicate flesh of her palms, leaving marks.

Ji Wuyuan raised his hand to comb her dark hair, his fingertips brushing against the soft ends of her hair. His eyes gradually darkened, and his tone was ambiguous: "Why did Tang'er suddenly ask this question?"

Jiang Wantang looked at him calmly and smiled faintly: "Nothing, just curious, asking casually."

Ji Wuyuan frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

He was about to say something when he heard Jiang Wantang whisper, "Your Majesty, I'm tired. Can I go back and rest?"

She gently tugged at the hem of his clothes, fatigue evident in her eyes.

Ji Wuyuan lowered his eyes and looked at her, with complex emotions surging in his eyes. In the bowl of chicken soup he fed Jiang Wantang, in addition to many precious flowers and herbs, he also added sleeping pills.

Judging from the time, the medicine should be taking effect.

Ji Wuyuan didn't say anything. He just picked up Jiang Wantang and walked back.

The words "I'm tired of walking" were Jiang Wantang's way of evading the question. She didn't expect that she would actually fall asleep so quickly in Ji Wuyuan's arms.

Inside the room, Ji Wuyuan sat beside the couch, lowered his eyes, and stared deeply at Jiang Wantang's peaceful sleeping face, with a strong pity in his eyes.

He really couldn't bear to see her get hurt in the slightest, nor could he bear to see her sad.

As he watched, Ji Wuyuan raised his hand and gently stroked Jiang Wantang's face, murmuring softly, "Tang'er, I don't intend to keep this a secret from you. I just... I just haven't figured out how to tell you yet."

"This shouldn't be considered cheating..."

"I just secretly want you to have a good sleep."

"It would be best if there is a result tonight. If not, I plan to tell you in person tomorrow."

After saying that, he leaned over and gently kissed Jiang Wantang on the forehead, then stood up and walked out.

Jiang Wantang slept peacefully on the bed. There was calming incense lit in the room, and a dim candlelight remained.

On the contrary, the candlelight in the study was bright, and Ji Wuyuan was working at his desk dealing with a mountain of official documents and secret letters. From time to time, there were a few violent coughs coming from inside.

The leader of the secret guards went in and out several times, and each time he seemed to be hesitant to speak. He wanted to say that some things did not need to be dealt with urgently.

But looking at Ji Wuyuan's cold face, he didn't dare to say anything more.

Finally, when he saw Ji Wuyuan bending over and coughing violently, he hurried to find the accompanying imperial physician.

The imperial physician examined him and repeatedly warned, "Your Majesty has serious internal injuries and should rest more."

"If you continue to work like this all night, it will easily damage your foundation and cause a chronic illness."

Ji Wuyuan didn't even look at him and ordered coldly, "Get out."

Seeing this, the leader of the secret guards couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty..."

Before he could finish his words, Ji Wuyuan interrupted him and said in a deep voice: "Have you found the person?"

The leader of the secret guards couldn't count how many times His Majesty had asked this question tonight.

He couldn't help but sigh, how could she be so important and cause such a big fuss just because of a little palace maid beside the imperial concubine?

He heard that Lord Xie was also dragging his still-unrecovered body, and a group of people were looking for him like crazy.

The leader of the secret guards lowered his eyes and said respectfully, "Not yet."

"Get out." Ji Wuyuan said coldly.

The leader of the secret guards had no choice but to take his leave.

"Wait..." He paused, then continued, "Are you ready for everything I asked you to prepare?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Everything is ready." said the leader of the secret guards.

Ji Wuyuan waved his hand upon hearing this.

The leader of the secret guards retreated tactfully.

The next day, when Jiang Wantang woke up, the sunlight was like golden threads shining through the thin curtains, filling the entire room.

She slept very soundly and deeply.

Jiang Wantang sat up and touched the place beside her. It was neat and cold, as if Ji Wuyuan had not returned all night.

She quickly stood up, walked to the window, pushed it open, and fresh air blew in, mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees baked by the sun.

The mountains in the distance have clear and bright outlines under the sunlight, and the trees on the mountains are lush and green, and the green seems to be ignited by the sunlight, emitting a sparkling light.

The location of this house is really great.

After she had simply washed up, she went out to look for Ji Wuyuan.

However, she looked around but couldn't find him. There was no one else in the manor except a few secret guards who were cleaning.

Jiang Wantang walked back bored, and coincidentally met Bai Weiwei who was walking towards her with a smile.

It’s really a narrow road between enemies!

The ghost lingers!

Jiang Wantang frowned, not wanting to bother with her any further, so she turned around and left.

"Jiang Wantang!"

Bai Weiwei called out to her loudly, but she ignored him and continued walking.

Jiang Wantang's obvious disdain and neglect easily irritated Bai Weiwei's fragile and sensitive heart. Her tone suddenly became heavier and her eyes became a little fierce.

She clenched her hands into fists, her sharp nails digging deep into her palms, and said viciously, "Jiang Wantang, what are you so proud of?"

"You may not know yet, but something happened to your maid named Yun Shang..."