When a Max-Level Big Shot Gets a Quick Transmigration Script

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Chapter 501 The Queen Kidnapped the Enemy Country’s Hostage (28)

"I am nothing more than a powerless foreign princess trapped in the palace."

Fei Wan was not disappointed when he heard this. Instead, he looked extremely expectant: "You and I are so similar in status. Aren't we suitable to build a career together?"

Pei Yanzhou lowered his eyes, avoiding her gaze: "Princess, I don't understand what you are saying."

Fei Wan raised her eyebrows slightly.

Few people pass by this magnolia forest. If Xiao Yue hadn't gone out of his way to look for Fei Wan, he wouldn't have seen her.

And it is even more impossible for Pei Yanzhou to come here for no reason on ordinary days. This time he must have followed her here.

He was threatening her just now, but now he is pretending not to know what she means?

"In that case, we can only give up..."

Fei Wan sighed deeply, a trace of regret on his face, as if he had truly given up. The next second, he changed his tone slightly: "Even though we can't cooperate, it won't affect our relationship. I'm sure Your Highness won't mind my visits every day from now on."

Fei Wanchao smiled at him and said, "Your Highness, what do you think?"

Although he was asking him, Fei Wan didn't intend to really let him give an answer.

"I still have matters to attend to in the palace. If Your Highness truly enjoys this beautiful view, please stop and admire it."

The magnolia flowers are still blooming, as pure and beautiful as white snow.

Pei Yanzhou never even glanced at Yulan, but instead his gaze was fixed on Fei Wan.

Is she...afraid of being rejected by him?

Pei Yanzhou looked at the girl's back as she left, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

What kind of person is she?

With such a variable in his plan, things seemed to become much more troublesome.

But he didn't feel angry, instead...

Looking forward to her performance even more.

Fei Wan said she would bother her every day, but after returning to the palace for several days, she never went to see Pei Yanzhou.

The system was puzzled by her fickleness, but Fei Wan didn't care.

Without the disturbance of the dog emperor, without the burden of palace affairs, and with beauties as companions, Fei Wan lived a "salted fish" life with peace of mind.

Seeing Fei Wan so leisurely, the system almost thought that the host had lost her memory, which was why she really enjoyed the treatment of being a queen.

Fei Wan actually enjoyed it, but this beauty... was quite resentful.

Concubine Hua no longer competed with her for favor, and changed the point of conflict with her from who the emperor loved to who would handle the daily palace affairs.

With Fei Wan's occasional sharing of cat-stroking tips, Concubine Hua was successfully persuaded to rebel.

The palace maids presented the newly tailored clothes that had just been delivered by the Shangyi Bureau.

"It's not even early spring yet, why are you buying new clothes?"

Fei Wan touched the clothes. The material was of excellent quality and it was complicated and gorgeous, not like ordinary clothes.

"The Queen doesn't know this?"

Concubine Hua, standing by, finally found a place that could rival Fei Wan's. She smiled contemptuously, "Of course, it's for the Hundred Flowers Banquet in two months."

Fei Wan suddenly realized: "Hundred Flowers Banquet..."

She cast a meaningful look at Imperial Concubine Hua, who didn't even bother to address her. She quickly slammed her pen on the table and said, "Song Feiwan, I've handled so many palace affairs for you these days. Don't even think about throwing the preparations for the Hundred Flowers Banquet to me again."

Fearing that she would be blamed for the incident, she threw down her pen, picked up her skirt and stormed off.

The maidservants beside Concubine Hua had no choice but to chase after her. Such situations had happened many times in recent days, and the maidservants who served Fei Wan had long been indifferent.

Every time Concubine Hua couldn't bear it anymore and threw a tantrum, she would eventually be coaxed back by Fei Wan.

Xi Ruo looked at the receding figure, then at Fei Wan: "Empress, what about this... Hundred Flowers Banquet?"

Fei Wan shook her head and sighed softly, "Noble Concubine Hua is so exhausted from handling palace affairs for me every day. It makes me feel so distressed. This time, the Hundred Flowers Banquet... I have no choice but to prepare it myself."

The maids around Fei Wan silently felt a little sympathy for Concubine Hua: "... Are you heartbroken? I never saw you show any pity before."