Chapter 81: Pampering 2

Xie Junyao returned to Chengqian Palace and stayed awake all night. His heart was pounding with emotion, and he was overwhelmed by the strong feeling of loss and recovery.

Lost and found again, captivating the soul.

There was a crazy idea climbing up in his mind like a vine.

——Then there will be no return.

The next day, Xie Junyao went to Fengyi Palace and explained Wen Wanyu's current situation to the Queen. He suggested that Wen Wanyu be exempted from paying respects until she regained her memory.

The Queen naturally agreed and promised the Emperor that she would take good care of Wen Wanyu.

Afterwards, Xie Junyao personally explained to the empress dowager the incident of Concubine Ling falling into the water, which had caused a lot of controversy in the harem in the past two days.

The Queen Mother still has the same attitude.

He even told Xie Junyao that it was rare for a concubine to have amnesia in the harem, and in order not to affect the royal dignity, it would be best to send her out of the palace and back to the mansion.

Xie Junyao frowned at this suggestion and said calmly:

"I will not send her back to the palace. Since she has entered the palace, she is mine. There is no reason to send her back to the palace."

The Queen Mother was furious, and said with a hint of indignation: "I think you are just bewitched."

Xie Junyao calmly replied, "Since the Queen Mother has the time, please pay more attention to my fifth brother. He's not young anymore, it's time for him to start a family and build a career. The title of Idle Prince doesn't sound nice."

The Fifth Prince had always been the Queen Mother's favorite. Even when he was seen wandering around brothels and prostitutes, she wouldn't say a word. She couldn't stand hearing anything negative said about him.

The Queen Mother's fingernails traced across the blue and white teacup with a dragon-shaped sea pattern. "Old Fifth is your younger brother, handsome and suave. Are you worried that there won't be any noble ladies in the city willing to marry him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Junyao smiled faintly and said, "Fifth brother spends all day in brothels. If he really gets married, it would be a waste of a good girl. Wouldn't the Queen Mother feel guilty?"

The mockery on Xie Junyao's face was evident. The Queen Mother was clearly hurt by this remark. She clutched her chest and pointed at him, "He's your brother. How can you say that about him?"

Sadness overwhelmed his anger, and Xie Junyao did not argue too much. He just said, "There are still government affairs to deal with." Then he left Shoukang Palace.

Aunt Liu was comforting her.

The Queen Mother whispered: "How did I give birth..."

Seeing that those outrageous words were about to fall, Madam Liu quickly interrupted her: "Empress Dowager, please be careful with your words!"

The Queen Mother barely regained some of her sanity.

Xie Junyao walked aimlessly. Even though he had just triumphed in his argument with the Empress Dowager, he had actually lost completely. To say he didn't care would be a lie.

Li Dexian followed behind him, "Your Majesty, where are we going next?"

He boldly said, "Why not go to Concubine Zheng's Fuyao Palace? The emperor hasn't visited the second prince for quite some time."

Xie Junyao shook his head slowly. Concubine Zheng was constantly startled, and talking to her was too tiring and increasingly boring. He thought about it carefully. It had been a long time since he had seen Jingshi. In recent days, Jingshi's wheezing (asthma) had recurred. Sometimes he lamented that his luck with having children was too bad.

The Empress's third child died young, her second, Jingshi, was frail, her eldest was not close to him, and this year Fang Wenyi had miscarried and passed away, and Concubine Yu's current pregnancy was also unstable.

"Remind me to go to Fuyao Palace tomorrow."

"yes."

Xie Junyao pondered for a moment, still wanting to see her, so he said, "Let's go to Changlixuan first."

"Yes." Li Dexian waved his whisk and said, "I'm going to Changlixuan."

When he arrived at Changlixuan, he deliberately did not ask anyone to inform him.

The charcoal fire was lit early in the morning in the bedroom, and it was very warm.

A young girl was lying on the bed, reading a storybook attentively. Her exposed legs were raised up, her toes were small and delicate, as crystal clear as jade, and her legs were swinging back and forth.

The face was round and the forehead was full. After the bandage was removed, the wound on the forehead was very obvious and painful. The surrounding skin was red and there was a purple blood clot in the middle of the wound.

If he can catch the murderer behind this, he will pay him back a thousand fold.

Xie Junyao coughed lightly.

The little figure in front of him suddenly stopped, his feet stopped swinging, and his previous sense of ease and relaxation turned into tension.

She got off the bed, keeping her head bowed and kneeling, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. I didn't know you were coming, so I didn't pay my respects in time. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Xie Junyao felt a pain in his heart.

She had never been so distant before, and her greetings on weekdays were always perfunctory.

I really don’t remember anything.

Xie Junyao stretched out his hand to help her up, but just as he touched her hand, her hand suddenly moved back.

Then she added with poor acting skills: "My concubine...my concubine's hands...are used to it."

Xie Junyao didn't expose her, and asked with a smile: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable today?"

"I'm not feeling bad anymore. Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Wen Wanyu didn't even look up at him, and said respectfully, "I slept well last night. Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. How about you, Your Majesty? Did you sleep well last night?"

"Alright." Xie Junyao said stiffly, "No need to keep saying 'my concubine' and 'thank you so much'."

"Did I do anything wrong?" Her big almond-shaped eyes turned slightly red. Wen Wanyu looked up at him, and this glance made Xie Junyao defeated.

"You didn't do anything. What I meant is that you don't need to be so nervous in front of me."

"I know...but I'm afraid..." Wen Wanyu said tremblingly.

The black hair was blown by the wind, like a butterfly spreading its wings.

Xie Junyao gently rubbed her head: "This is my permission. Why are you afraid?"

Wen Wanyu laughed inwardly, thinking: Sure enough, men all like innocent girls. Look at how fascinated the dog is.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cheeks flushed: "Yes. I understand."

Xie Junyao knew she was shy. The bad mood that had accumulated in Shoukang Palace disappeared, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Your Majesty, can I go play with Shuyi?"

Xie Junyao's face turned cold.

Wen Wanyu immediately fell silent.

After a long while, Weng Liweng asked in a low voice: "Did I say something wrong..."

The meaning of the book, the meaning of the book, I know the meaning of the book. A trace of disappointment flashed across Xie Junyao's face.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the fact was that he was jealous. And he was jealous of his concubines.

"The imperial physician said you need to rest. You should wait until your injuries are healed before going to see Cheng Zhaorong."

Wen Wanyu nodded, "I understand!"

Xie Junyao glanced at the bed and asked, "What were you looking at just now?"

"Storybook." It was a crisp voice.

Xie Junyao took out the storybook, sat down, and slowly began to flip through it.

Wen Wanyu wasn't afraid. After all, this was a very clear and concise book. She approached Xie Junyao and asked, "Does it look good?"

"It looks good." He replied quickly.

The next moment, "Not as good-looking as you."

Xie Junyao closed the book and held her in his arms.

He had a very familiar scent of ambergris on him, his body was broad and warm, and all his aura seemed aggressive, invading her in every way.

Her lips were numb from his sucking.

When he is in love, you can hear him calling "Wanwan".

She could feel his fingertips sliding down her neck, then to her back and waist.

She couldn't help but bite the tip of his tongue.

Xie Junyao stopped. She rested her head on her messy long hair, her eyes slightly closed, her pupils clear as water, and she exuded a childish and graceful air.