Having confidence is a good thing, but being overconfident can cause trouble.

What awaits her is a harbinger of hell.

The man stood in the center of the main hall, holding a rag, wiping the antique vase that Lin Xiao had given him some time ago.

With a blank expression, he was diligently wiping his shoes, his head bowed, when he noticed the woman's shoes in front of him. Only then did he stop.

"Oh, so it's you, Madam. But what brings you here?"

This was the first time Wen Jinghao had miscalculated. She had originally thought that even a cold-blooded man would show her mercy because she was a beauty.

But it was clear that she was wrong.

"Ling Tian, ​​what you said sounds a little different to me. Am I wrong?"

She tugged at the man's sleeve, wrapped her small arms around his waist, buried her head in his chest, and looked up at him with worry.

Fu Lingtian remained unmoved, instead throwing down the rag and letting out a cold snort.

"Really? Why would Jinghao think that way? But I'm quite curious to know what Jinghao was doing in the palace so early in the morning."

Because the war had ended, Lin Xiao let Fu Lingtian go home to rest, so sometimes going to the palace was actually quite far.

In addition, as a woman of status, she was not allowed to enter the palace without her husband's consent.

They are afraid of others gossiping.

But Wen Jinghao's actions made him truly suspicious.

He grabbed the woman's chin, frowned, and gave a sarcastic laugh. "What are you doing in the palace looking for Lin Xiao? Don't tell me you don't know the rules of this palace?"

"Ling Tian, ​​what do you mean by this? Do you suspect that I have some unspeakable secret about entering the palace?!"

"How could you think of me like that? You mean, you mean to say that I tried to seduce the Emperor, right?!"

"Speak up, you bastard!"

She lowered her head, feigning panic and avoiding eye contact with the man, but after a while, she reverted to her previous expression—one of distrust from her husband.

He wanted to gain Fu Lingtian's sympathy.

Wen Jinghao took two steps back, wanting to leave this man who could go crazy at any moment, lest she suffer the consequences.

But then he discovered that he couldn't move because he had grabbed his hand!

Her expression tightened, and she twisted her body, trying to break free, but Fu Lingtian's strength was too great. She couldn't escape.

Wen Jinghao could only deflate and ask, "What are you doing? Do you suspect me of having an affair with the Emperor?"

"Isn't that right? You usually have no connection with the Emperor, so why are you so concerned about him now?"

[Host, host, you absolutely must stay calm and not panic! What if this male lead wants to kill you...]

Wen Jinghao looked down on him and asked.

So, what's the result?

【Then you should run away, miss, your life is more important!】

She pouted slightly. Normally, she was a pampered princess. How could she possibly adapt to being treated like this all of a sudden!

"Forget it, you won't tell me even if I ask. That's it then. You can leave now, and you are not to enter the palace without my orders!"

Fu Lingtian waved his Buddhist embroidery, casually picked up a scroll from the table, glanced at the stunned woman, and then left this infuriating place.

"Damn it, you bastard, come out here! I'm supposed to be a mistress who gets whatever she wants, so why do I feel like I'm doing so badly?"

[What are you doing? We've only walked a few steps. It's all your fault! If you hadn't said you wanted to be the best, all the characters I've looked at would be full.]

This is the only one that suits you best, but it does have a few flaws...