She was Ag's most loyal lackey, so how could Ag watch her be sentenced to death? He quickly said to Wan'er, "No matter how precious the medicine is, it is not worth a tenth of a human life. I will ask Father to find another Tian Shan snow lotus. I hope Your Majesty can calm down and spare Feng Cai's life."

Upon hearing this, Wan'er shook her head repeatedly. "I'm not worried about the Tianshan Snow Lotus, but about you. Look at your hands, they're all blistered. They must hurt a lot!"

That must have hurt a lot, but Wan'er only said that, and even the imperial physician refused to summon her.

Seeing Ag grimace in pain yet stubbornly endure it, Wan'er felt a surge of pleasure.

“It’s just some superficial injuries,” Ag said, frowning.

Wan'er pretended to feel sorry for her, then pointed at Feng Cai and said, "You are supposed to be the personal maid of a concubine, how can you be so clumsy?"

"It's all my fault." What could Feng Cai do but let Wan'er punish her?

“Without rules, there can be no order. Since you have admitted your mistake, you must be punished.” Wan’er said slowly. “I originally wanted to send you to the Department of Cautious Punishment, but for the sake of Consort Ag’ge, I will spare you this time.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Cai happily kowtowed and said, "Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty!"

Just as he was about to get up, he was stopped by Wan'er's cold voice, "Don't be in such a hurry to thank me. You may be spared the death penalty, but you can't escape punishment. If I don't punish you, I'm afraid I won't be able to silence the gossip in the harem."

"Your Majesty... how do you intend to punish me?" Feng Cai asked, trembling. The sweat that had just dried up reappeared due to her panic.

"I will not punish you severely; thirty strokes of the cane will suffice!" Wan'er said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Feng Cai nearly fainted. Thirty strokes of the cane? Isn't that a severe punishment?

"What? Are you not convinced?" Wan'er asked coldly.

Feng Cai was so frightened that her whole body went limp, and she kowtowed repeatedly, "This servant dares not, this servant..." As she spoke, she looked at Agge again.

Ultimately, it was for his own sake, so Ag stepped forward again and pleaded, "Your Majesty, isn't this punishment too harsh?"

Wan'er said indifferently, "Only in this way will she remember it firmly. If you just punish her like scratching an itch, she will definitely do it again next time."

Today, she was determined to make this master and servant pair suffer the most.

Seeing that Wan'er was determined, what could Agge say? He could only grit his teeth and let the eunuchs drag Fengcai away.

Soon after, a series of mournful wails and piercing cries rang out from outside the hall.

Upon hearing this, Agge's body trembled involuntarily, and he glared at Wan'er with resentment.

Wan'er caught a glimpse of her anger out of the corner of her eye, but still pretended to be indifferent.

As time went by, the thirty strokes of the cane were finally finished. The eunuchs' relentless efforts left Fengcai barely clinging to life.

Ag could not stay any longer, so he quickly curtsied and took his leave, and had someone help Fengcai away.

Watching the departing figures of the master and servant, Wan'er could no longer contain her glee: "You want me to drink poison? You'll have to die first!"

Qi Lan cleaned up the broken pieces of the bowl and patted her heaving chest, saying, "You scared me to death! I was so afraid you would drink it."

While Wan'er was taking the medicine, she tried to knock it over several times, but Wan'er stopped her with her eyes. Helpless, she could only stand anxiously to the side. Fortunately, she saw Wan'er get out of danger and then she was relieved.

"Do I look like a fool to you?" Wan'er asked playfully.

“Of course not.” Qi Lan smiled, her eyes crinkling. “Just thinking about how the concubine came so happily, only to return with injuries, makes me want to laugh.”

"Don't even mention you, I also want to laugh. How can I not feel good seeing Agge have to swallow his pride after losing his teeth?" Wan'er laughed, revealing eight teeth.

The master and servant looked at each other, then laughed so hard they bent over, not even hearing the eunuch's announcement outside the door.

"What has happened to make you and your servant so happy?"

Fu Lin was not displeased by their rudeness. Instead, he looked at Wan'er with great interest. He had never seen a woman laugh so heartily in front of him.

But Wan'er was startled by his sudden arrival, and Qi Lan was even more frightened.

She immediately knelt down, saying, "This servant was unaware of Your Majesty's arrival and has failed to keep my distance. I beg Your Majesty's forgiveness."

"You may leave!" Fu Lin waved his hand. After a busy day, all he wanted to do was be alone with Wan'er.

“Yes…” Qi Lan stood up and withdrew.

Seeing that only Wan'er remained in the hall, Fu Lin repeated the previous topic, "You still haven't told me what you were laughing about."

Of course, Wan'er couldn't tell the real reason, so she rolled her dark pupils and lied, "Qi Lan was telling a joke, and I couldn't help it."

"What joke is it? Can you tell me?" Fulin asked curiously.

Wan'er hadn't expected him to pry so deeply, so she could only make up a story on the spot: "He's a distant relative of Qi Lan. He's only eight years old, but he always complains that his mother's cooking isn't good. Because of this, his mother took the trouble to learn from him and went to Chunmanlou to learn cooking..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Lin interrupted her, saying, "Isn't this normal? Why are you all laughing like this?"

But Wan'er shook her head. "Chunmanlou is not a restaurant, but a martial arts school. Once her mother returns from her training, she will never dare to say that the food is not good."

This is an adaptation of a joke that Wan'er once saw, which she intended to use to fool Fulin...

Unexpectedly, Fulin laughed even louder than he had just laughed, "That's because he was beaten and dared not make a sound."

This was completely unexpected for Wan'er; she never imagined that Fulin's threshold for laughter would be so low.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. As a monarch, where would he find the time to listen to interesting stories?

After a long while, Fulin finally stopped laughing. "Wan'er, if there is anything funny in the future, you must not keep it to yourself. Remember to share it with me."

Wan'er nodded, "Your Majesty, I understand."

It's not yet Shenshi (3-5 PM), lunch is over, and it's too early to have dinner later.

Looking at the setting sun, Wan'er realized that Fulin had come to see her, so she asked, "Your Majesty, is there anything you wish to instruct me on?"

"Ouch!" Fu Lin snapped back to reality instantly. "Listening to your jokes almost made me forget the important matter."

After saying that, he took Wan'er's hand and quickly left.

"Your Majesty..." Wan'er tried to break free, but Fu Lin wouldn't let go. Helpless, she could only follow him forward.

After traveling for a while, we finally stopped in front of a palace called Chengqian Palace.

"What is this?" Wan'er couldn't understand what Fu Lin was up to.

Fu Lin pointed to the magnificent hall bathed in sunlight and said, "From now on, Chengqian Palace will be your bedroom."

"What?" Wan'er was a little incredulous. She had considered changing her palace, but she had never mentioned it to Fulin.