Chapter 83 The Second Prince is Seriously Ill

Under the blue sky, the sun shines and the clouds float leisurely in the air, which is refreshing.

Lin Fenyi also has a talented and beautiful woman who usually has no presence. They come to Changlixuan in groups, saying that they are visiting her, but their actual intentions are obvious.

A full two weeks had passed since Wen Wanyu fell into the water. Wen Wanyu guessed that Lin Fenyi hadn't been feeling well during that time either, feeling lost and anxious, fearing she might have 'recovered her memory'.

After entering the palace, they saw Concubine Ling sitting upright on the couch. She was dressed in emerald green and her cheeks were as beautiful as the tender branches of a willow tree just emerging in spring.

They were truly envious. Even though Concubine Ling had fallen into the water and been injured, she was still as stunningly beautiful as ever.

A pair of distinctly black and white apricot-shaped eyes looked at them, a smile tinged with childish innocence. Compared to before, it was less aggressive and cold. It looked as if he had truly lost his memory.

Lin Fenyi and several other talented ladies knelt and said, "Greetings to Concubine Ling."

"Sisters, please get up and sit down." Wen Wanyu greeted them warmly.

Lin Fenyi looked at her with a searching look in her eyes and said with a smile, "Jieyu Ling, the Empress specifically instructed me not to disturb your rest. That's why I only came to visit you today. Please forgive me."

His eyes never left Wen Wanyu, not wanting to miss a single thing.

Wen Wanyu's eyebrows and lips twitched: "Lin Fenyi, that's not the case. I'm already very happy that you are willing to visit me."

She had never been so warm before.

Lin Fenyi lowered her eyelashes.

One of the talented women, Lu Cairen, said, "Sister Ling, the wound on your forehead seems to have healed. I can't even see the scar anymore."

Lin Fenyi looked up. Siyun had only pushed her into the water, so how did she get the wound on her forehead?

Wen Wanyu didn't have a deep impression of Lu Cairen, she only remembered that she was still a talented person after three years in the palace. She usually liked to follow Lin Fenyi around.

Wen Wanyu stroked his forehead and said with a smile, "The scar removal ointment the emperor sent is very useful."

Lin Fenyi took a sip of tea and asked casually, "Sister Ling, how did you get that scar on your forehead? Women dress to please themselves. Luckily, there's no scar left."

Wen Wanyu's face turned pale, and she straightened her back. She said disapprovingly, "I don't remember how the scar on my forehead came about. But a woman should dress to please herself, not to please herself."

"Women dress up to please themselves." Women dress up and make themselves beautiful for the men who like them.

But women should dress themselves to please themselves.

"Pleasure yourself first, then please others."

"Yes, Sister Ling is right. A woman should dress to please herself," Lu Cairen quickly replied. The flattery was too obvious.

Lin Fenyi's eyes were filled with complex emotions. Wen Wanyu's words just now were somewhat similar to her before she lost her memory.

Did she lose her memory?

Lin Fenyi calmly brushed the hair by her ear and said, "Sister Ling is very brave. I still remember the time when she caught a ghost. But don't go to a deserted place at night anymore."

Wen Wanyu first exclaimed in surprise, "Ah!" "Catching ghosts? Me? Have I ever caught a ghost?"

Lu Cairen asked cautiously, as if he knew something extraordinary, "Don't you remember?"

Wen Wanyu scratched his head in frustration: "I forgot a lot of things."

The apricot-shaped eyes like an autumn pond under the long feathery eyelashes were full of sadness.

Lin Fenyi seemed to want to say something more, but the eunuch's loud voice came from outside the hall.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

Everyone's face showed joy. Wen Wanyu smiled calmly. No one would look at you sincerely. They are all here for the emperor.

Xie Junyao entered the hall and saw so many people. He glanced at them irritably and asked, "Why are you here?"

Wen Wanyu walked slowly to his side and held his arm, "They are all here to visit me."

"visit?"

Lu Cairen blushed and answered bravely: "Yes, the concubines are here to visit..."

After only a few words, he heard the emperor's impatient voice, "Alright, alright, all of you go down."

Lu Cairen was stunned.

Lin Fenyi knelt tactfully and said, "I will take my leave now."

Xie Junyao frowned, and Wen Wanyu handed him a cup of tea. "Is the Emperor in a bad mood?"

"No." Xie Junyao took the teacup but did not drink it. Instead, he put it aside, bent his elbows, and pinched his eyebrows.

Wen Wanyu asked softly, "Does the emperor dislike them?"

Xie Junyao laughed: "Why do you think so?"

"Because when the emperor saw them here, the word 'Chuan' was reflected between his eyebrows."

After spending half a month together, Wen Wanyu, who had lost her memory, could slowly start joking with him. Xie Junyao deliberately said, "I don't hate them."

Wen Wanyu said "Oh".

Pursing her lips, she smoothed the hair by her ears and said calmly, "Then the Emperor should go find them."

Wen Wanyu naturally knew he was joking. But since the emperor liked to play, she played along.

Seeing that she was jealous, Xie Junyao's mood immediately improved.

"What a strong smell of vinegar."

“…”

Xie Junyao continued, "Looks like we won't need to add vinegar to tonight's dinner."

Wen Wanyu walked over aggressively and stood in front of him. Just as Xie Junyao was expecting something to happen, his face was held in Rouyi's hands.

He was stunned. No one had ever dared to treat him like this before.

The person in front of him pouted, as if questioning, "Did the emperor do this on purpose?"

"Yeah." Xie Junyao relaxed his body.

Without giving her a chance to get angry, Xie Junyao put his arm around her waist and put his hand close to her cheek: "Do you want to go out of the palace to play?"

"Hmm?" Bairuan blinked softly. This is Zundu fake Duwa.

"Really? Your Majesty, do you not want Concubine Kuang?"

Xie Junyao suddenly tightened his grip.

She lost her balance and threw herself on him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Of course it's true."

Her eyes were filled with smiles, like stars. She leaned closer to his arms, resting her head on his chest, gently nuzzling, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Xie Junyao hugged her and said, "I'll pick you up in the evening."

"good."

Wen Wanyu was really looking forward to this trip out of the palace. Even though it had only been a short time since her last trip, who wouldn't want to go out for a stroll?

Taking her out of the palace for a trip was a spur-of-the-moment decision on Xie Junyao's part. Perhaps it was out of a sense of guilt for the three days he had been cold to her, or perhaps he wanted to let the Queen Mother know that when he wanted to protect someone, he wouldn't care about anyone else's opinion.

Or maybe he wanted to make her happier.

He couldn't explain it clearly.

The moon rose, casting a silver light in the night sky.

Xie Junyao had already changed into ordinary people's clothes, but Li Dexian rushed in, knelt down and said: "Your Majesty! There is news from Fuyao Palace--"

"The Second Prince has suffered a wheezing attack. His life is in imminent danger."

"What?"