Chapter 62

The rumored aloof, cold, and dull young master of the Left Prime Minister was now gazing at his elder sister with a blush on his face.

But it was the indifference beneath her elder sister's gentle affection that truly captivated her.

Her elder sister was like a goddess; no one could fathom her heart, nor could anyone step into it.

Stepping out of Fengyi Palace, one sees another exquisite young man dressed in a blue brocade robe, carrying a food box in his hand.

Upon seeing her, the young man was momentarily taken aback, then bowed slightly with humble eyes, "Your Highness Prince Jin."

“Yun Changyu.” Sang Yu nodded gently.

Then he strode away, but heard Yun Ji asking Jing Chun behind him:

"Miss Jingchun, is His Majesty busy right now?"

Sang Yu turned her head, recalling the moment she met Yun Ji's gaze and saw in his eyes a similar ambition to her own past self. She raised an eyebrow, then turned back to answer for Jing Chun:

"My elder sister is currently enjoying time with Consort Lan, so she shouldn't be too busy."

Let's make Xi Ruoyu unhappy, otherwise it would be a disservice to her still sore back!

But Yun Ji showed no jealousy. Instead, he nodded his thanks and handed the food box to Jing Chun with a pure smile, "Since Brother Lan is with His Majesty, then I can only trouble Aunt Jing Chun to take this Longjing pastry inside."

Jing Chun accepted the food box, smiled and curtsied, "Master Yun, this servant dares not accept such a gift."

Sang Yu touched her chin.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to envy my elder sister's good fortune with men, since there was no one in the harem who was jealous, or to envy that they could be by my elder sister's side every day, even at night!

During this period, Qianqing regained his former favor, but whenever he upset Xi Ruoyu, he would be rendered speechless by Yun Ji's witty remarks.

Then Qianqing would vent these fires on Lu Chengfeng.

At noon, Lu Chengfeng, who had been kneeling with a basin of water on his head for two and a half hours, finally collapsed from exhaustion.

Kneeling for two and a half hours is unbearable, let alone carrying a heavy basin of water on your head. The worst part is having to lift your hands up.

When Jingchun told Lingwu, Lingwu simply refused, saying, "I am not a royal physician and cannot treat this."

When these words reached Lu Chengfeng's ears without missing a single one, he was not angry; instead, he felt a touch of joy.

Since he said the same thing in his previous life, does that mean she might have regained her memories?

Ignoring his servant's attempts to stop him, Lu Chengfeng went straight to Ling Wu's Phoenix Palace after leaving his lodging.

Lu Chengfeng, whose legs were too weak from kneeling, had forced himself to walk for a long time, but was told by a servant in Fengyi Palace: "His Majesty just left."

Lu Chengfeng almost fainted, but fortunately, a servant who rushed over caught him in time. "Where is Her Majesty now?"

The person in front of the emperor glanced at him sideways, and finally said coldly, "This servant does not know."

Lu Chengfeng took out a bulging purse and, ignoring his servant's attempts to stop him, handed it directly to the man.

The man immediately beamed with joy, "His Majesty and Yun Changyu went to the Imperial Garden to feed the koi."

Seeing that Lu Chengfeng had walked away, the money-grubbing expression on the man's face vanished instantly, and he then tossed the purse in his hand.

This should be most of my allowance for this month as a concubine. Aunt Jingchun was right after all!

When Lu Chengfeng was almost exhausted, he finally saw Ling Wu.

Lingwu and Yunji stood together, looking like a perfect couple.

He feeds her, and she lovingly offers him fish bait.

In an instant, Lu Chengfeng felt a surge of hot blood rush into his chest, releasing all the grievances and bitterness of the past few days!

He took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the anger churning in his chest.

"Your Majesty," he called out, approaching Lingwu.

Ling Wu turned her head at the sound and saw Lu Chengfeng with disheveled hair, a crooked jade crown, and beads of sweat on his forehead.

Yun Ji frowned in disgust, then covered his mouth and nose, and even used a handkerchief with a delicate fragrance to partially cover Ling Wu's nose.

"Your Majesty, Lu Shushi doesn't care about you at all. You've been reviewing memorials all morning, and your eyes finally had a chance to rest, but he's ruined your good mood." Yun Ji's innocent and cute face showed his simple unhappiness.

Lingwu gently patted the top of his head. "Alright, I know you care about me."

“Yes, but Yunji thinks that Lu Shushi must also care about you, otherwise why would he rush to see you in such a disheveled state... unlike Yunji, who always has to bathe and perfume himself before seeing you.”

Disheveled? A man from a matriarchal dynasty ran all the way in disheveled clothes?

Realizing the implication in his words, Lu Chengfeng's face paled. Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, he roared, "Yun Ji—"

Startled, Yun Ji threw herself into Ling Wu's arms, her clear eyes brimming with tears. "Your Majesty, it's all Yun Ji's fault. It has nothing to do with Consort Lu. From now on... from now on, sob, from now on, when Consort Lu comes, Yun Ji will stay far away. That way, Consort Lu won't be angry, and Your Majesty won't be in a difficult position."

That's what she said, but she didn't move an inch. In fact, she even used her slender fingers to tightly grip Ling Wu's dress.

Ling Wu smiled inwardly, but her face turned cold because of Yun Ji's provocation. "There is a distinction between the noble and the lowly in the palace. You are of the fifth rank, while he is only of the lowest rank. If anyone should give way, it should be him giving way to you."

After saying that, Yun Ji turned his head slightly and gave Lu Chengfeng a provocative smile!

When Yun Ji saw that Lu Chengfeng's eyes were bloodshot, she clung to Ling Wu with a wronged expression and said in a muffled voice, "But Lu Shushi looks fierce and menacing, so Yun Ji is still scared."

In a matriarchal dynasty, to call a man a fierce and evil figure was tantamount to condemning him to the pillar of shame.

But Yun Ji wasn't going to let him off the hook. Instead, he made things worse by trying to explain. "Waaah, Yun Ji didn't mean he looked fierce. It's just that he seemed a little scary to Yun Ji. Waaah, no, it's just that Yun Ji is too timid and clumsy with words..."

Seeing this, Lu Chengfeng was so angry that he said to Ling Wu, "You're a modern person too. He's just a gender-swapped version of a green tea b*tch. Can't you really see that? Translated, what he said either means I'm dirty or I'm fierce. Can't you really see that? Fine, if you can't see it, then forget it! His smug expression just now, where was he even slightly afraid?"

And this green tea bitch is so bad at talking? She practically has everyone's mouths stuck into her face!

As soon as Lu Chengfeng finished speaking, Yun Ji withdrew from Ling Wu's embrace.

But on that adorable, still-childish face, there was not a trace of pride.

Her tearful appearance was both adorable and endearing, and her wet little eyes conveyed fear and apprehension, as well as her dependence on Ling Wu alone!

"Your Majesty, Yun Ji has not..."

Seeing this, Ling Wu's voice turned completely cold, "Lu Chengfeng, haven't you made enough of a scene?"

Lu Chengfeng's anger hadn't subsided when Ling Wu's words froze him in place. "Have I made enough of a scene?"

Ling Wu gently wiped away the tears on Yun Ji's face before looking at Lu Chengfeng. A moment of familiarity flashed in her eyes, but it quickly faded as Ling Wu looked on in confusion.

Sensing the emotions revealed in Ling Wu's voice, Lu Chengfeng said in a low voice, "Once your memory returns, you'll regret it. You'll regret treating me like this!"

Sang Lingwu, you will definitely regret this!

Ling Wu coldly rebuked, "Lu Chengfeng has committed insubordination; he shall be punished with twenty strokes of the cane and confined to his quarters for three months."

Lu Chengfeng could no longer suppress the metallic taste in his throat and coughed violently!

"vomit--"

Bright red liquid dripped from the corner of his lips, splashing onto the floor tiles.

Yun Ji was startled and hurriedly hugged Ling Wu's waist, saying worriedly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please don't look. The blood is tainted. Yun Ji will protect you..."

"It's alright," Ling Wu reassured softly.

Meanwhile, Jinghongbi was reciting Lu Chengfeng's thoughts:

"Is this the woman I've been searching for all day, despite my illness?"

"You want to punish me just because of a few words from a green tea b*tch?"

"I will suffer endless pain, and by the time your memory returns, I will be terminally ill. Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy with deep regret, it will be to no avail!"

"By then, it will be too late if you regret it or are afraid that I will die!"

"Sang Lingwu, by then it will be too late! Too late!"

Ling Wu looked down at Lu Chengfeng's unconscious face, her heart as calm as a still well, yet she found it somewhat incomprehensible.