The pear orchard outside the palace was also covered in white blossoms.

It looks really good.

It's called a lake tour, but it's actually a walking tour of the lake.

The lakes in the palace are not large, but they are all flowing water that passes through the palace.

The Imperial Garden is quite large, with three pavilions.

Today we're talking about Floating Cloud Pavilion.

Yan Nangui wore a moon-white gauze dress embroidered with pure white peony flowers, and her movements were as beautiful as flowers swaying in the wind.

She wore a simple bun, adorned with a head of bright red gold cat's eye stones.

Upon closer inspection, one could see Shu Chengfeng sitting there, with another person opposite him.

Yan Nangui clicked her tongue and stepped forward: "Your Majesty only said that you invited me to go boating on the lake and enjoy the scenery. I didn't know that Sister Xiao would also be there. If I had known, I wouldn't have come."

He didn't sit down, but just kept looking over there.

Shu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Come and sit down."

Xiao Guirong stood up: "Sister Yan's temper is really too much. When His Majesty went boating on the lake, you and I were able to accompany him, but now that I'm here, you're unhappy? That's not good."

She spoke in a joking tone, but it was laced with malice.

Yan Nangui snorted and raised her head, like a beautiful swan.

Her clothes were moon-white today, making her look like a proud swan bathed in moonlight. She walked over and sat directly in Shu Chengfeng's lap: "Your Majesty, I don't want her here. If Your Majesty is reluctant, then I will accompany you another day."

That's what they say, but they're actually hugging each other.

Shu Chengfeng's eyes were full of smiles: "Alright, since it's Tang'er's wish, then so be it."

"Your Majesty!" Xiao Guirong stamped her foot in disbelief.

"Alright, I already told you not to disturb me. You've paid your respects, now go back." Shu Chengfeng waved his hand.

Xiao Guirong glared at Yan Nangui with resentment, then angrily took her leave.

Yan Nangui then acted coquettishly towards Shu Chengfeng: "I chased away the person you didn't like for you, will you reward me?"

...

Shu Chengfeng almost spat out his tea.

He was just about to make fun of the woman's jealousy when he was turned around and accused of the same thing...

"Tang'er is becoming more and more eloquent these days," Shu Chengfeng said.

"Tsk, Your Majesty is dishonest. Admittedly, I don't like her. Does Your Majesty like her too? I play the bad guy, Your Majesty benefits, and then you laugh at me." Yan Nangui snorted and got up to sit opposite him.

"Alright, alright, Tang'er is right. So what do you want?" Shu Chengfeng thought to himself, "Although I don't like that woman, it doesn't mean I can't see her."

"Your Majesty, I wish to drink tea, tea brewed by Your Majesty personally," Yan Nangui said.

"Brewing tea? You're really setting a difficult question for me. It's been years since I've brewed tea myself." Shu Chengfeng shook his head: "You guys go and prepare it."

Yun agreed and quickly ordered people to prepare the necessary items.

Back when it became popular in the capital, Shu Chengfeng also tried it out, though he himself wasn't very patient with it.

Yan Nangui propped his head up and looked at Shu Chengfeng. Today, he was wearing a blue dragon robe and had his hair tied up with a golden crown.

His face was still handsome, though he looked different from when she first entered the palace. Although the emperor was still young, he had been emperor for three years after all.

His imposing presence, even without anger, is becoming increasingly apparent.

"Why are you staring at me?" Shu Chengfeng asked.

“Alas, now that His Majesty is His Majesty, I can only touch His Majesty’s hair when the time and place are right. It’s not appropriate,” Yan Nangui sighed.

"After all these years, you still like to touch it. It's just hair. Isn't your own hair smooth and shiny? What's so good about mine?" Shu Chengfeng really didn't understand.

“That’s different. I like Your Majesty, and Your Majesty is so handsome. Is touching the hair of your beloved the same as touching your own?” Yan Nangui argued vehemently.

"Nonsense." Shu Chengfeng was naturally pleased to hear this, but he still said something.

After a while, the palace maids came over with tea sets.

It's clear that His Majesty is truly out of practice; he still needs to think about the order of actions before he can act.

The green tea that was brewed in the end tasted pretty good, but it wasn't brewed at the optimal temperature.

Yan Nangui squinted and praised, "Your Majesty's skills are superb."

"Where is it good?"

"It was brewed for me, so it's incomparably better," Yan Nangui said with a smile.

Shu Chengfeng shook his head, thinking that there was no way to refute what this woman said.

After drinking tea, we went boating on the lake.

Yan Nangui held a square round fan in his hand.

It is embroidered with the last silk fabrics from Jiangnan, depicting a Persian cat chasing a butterfly.

She also saw the butterfly, but didn't think of catching it. She just casually swatted at it, and as a result, the fan tore open a hole in the flower branch.

Yan Nangui clicked his tongue: "This silk is nice, but it's not very durable. What a pity, I really like this pattern."

"There are still some in the warehouse, right? Just take another one. These things will eventually break after a while," Shu Chengfeng said.

"It's not that new is anything special, it's just that I find this one very convenient to use." Yan Nangui was genuinely reluctant to part with this floral pattern.

Then Yunji tentatively said, "I know that Miss Ya Fang in our Beichen Palace is very skilled. I once saw her embroider a lion dog. Maybe she can fix it? The hole in this fan isn't big and it's fairly neat. Maybe she can mend it?"

"Really? That's good. Luo Kui, go ahead and tell Ya Fang to take a good look at me and fix it if possible. Tell her I'll reward her; I won't ask her to do this for nothing."

Luo Kui agreed and took the fan and went.

Shu Chengfeng smiled and took her hand: "It's rare to see you like something so much."

"That's right. His Majesty bestows so many gifts every year, he naturally wouldn't remember that this particular item was the one His Majesty himself thought suited me," Yan Nangui scoffed.

"Nonsense, how can you not remember?" Shu Chengfeng pinched her chin: "You're just making things up about me."

The two looked relaxed and walked slowly along the lakeside with smiles on their faces.

Because she had run out of round fans, she took the Emperor's folding fan.

Shu Chengfeng let her be and simply rewarded her.

They were so happy during the lake tour that they even had their lunch served in the pavilion.

However, by this time, we had already arrived at Shubi Pavilion. This pavilion was relatively close to Zhaochun Palace, where the wild geese returned south, and we had just strolled over here.

There are quite a few peach blossoms under this pavilion. Although they are not in their best bloom, they are still very picturesque.

"This steamed mandarin fish is delicious. If you like it, have some more." Shu Chengfeng served her some food.

Yan Nangui took a bite and nodded: "It's rare that it tastes just right after being delivered from so far away."

Seeing that she had such a good appetite, Shu Chengfeng was also very happy. Perhaps it was because Yan Nangui always tended to be thin, Shu Chengfeng always felt that she ate too little.

After lunch, the imperial kitchen was rewarded.

Everyone was overjoyed to receive the reward.

In the afternoon, Shu Chengfeng was still busy, so he said, "You go back and get some sleep first, I'll come over tonight."

Yan Nangui was indeed sleepy, so he responded and left.

The emperor was left alone, distressed to face numerous memorials, and walked heavily back to the Beichen Palace.

It's truly a case of some people being happy while others are sad.