A few days ago, when the concubines in the harem had not yet been dismissed, he even ran into them playing mahjong together.
The way those women looked at her was much more earnest than the way they looked at themselves, the emperor.
She even started a shift system, with a different group of beauties accompanying her for fun every day.
Fu Yao was so angry that he laughed. Was she going to build a harem for her?
She can entertain herself when she is alone, and she can have even more fun when she is with a group of people. She is always so happy that she doesn't want to go out at all.
He even had to try every possible way to coax her out for a walk every day.
Originally, he thought that his workload had been reduced a lot these days, and since they were getting married soon, he might as well go to the palace to enjoy the scenery and cultivate his relationship.
Who knew she was so lazy to move!
They were saying that the two of them were always together in the palace, so there was no difference. This dealt a heavy blow to Fu Yao, who was full of romantic feelings.
It's okay now.
He had come to the point where he had to feign illness and bring up his old headaches in order to get better.
I thought so.
Fu Yao couldn't help feeling a little sweet in his heart.
Look how much she cares about herself.
As soon as she heard that her headache had come back, she summoned the imperial physician to treat him that night, and was willing to overcome many difficulties to go to the palace with him.
But at night, as soon as Fu Yao approached her, she righteously rejected him: "Didn't the imperial physician just tell you to recuperate and rest? You're doing this kind of thing when you need to rest. Are you thinking you're not in enough pain?"
Fu Yao: “…”
Forget it, this isn't the first time I've shot myself in the foot.
Even if I can't do anything and can only watch, it feels great to fall asleep holding my wife.
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As soon as he woke up, Jiang Jiang got rid of the tension he had at the beginning of last night, calmed down and thought carefully.
She crossed her arms and looked at the side of her body, pretending to rub her temples. Fu Yao asked, "Does your head hurt?"
"Um."
"Want to go to the palace?"
"Um."
"Pretending to be sick?"
"Um... no!" Fu Yao pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder and laughing. "The imperial physician said it was a relapse of an old illness."
Jiang Jiang pinched his cheek and said, "The imperial physician was clearly following your lead!"
I didn't notice it yesterday, but when I thought about it today I realized it was all eyebrow lawsuits.
"Unfair." Fu Yao grabbed her hand and kissed it. "Ordinary officials get wedding leave when they get married, but I'm busy with work all day long."
His voice lowered a little: "I also want to go out with Jiang Jiang."
He's not good at saying what he wants.
Because this was useless in his childhood. If he wanted something, he had to fight for it. It would not come to him just because he wanted it.
Jiang Jiang couldn't help but pinch his cheek again. He had just suggested going to the palace with her casually and half-jokingly. She thought it was just a spur-of-the-moment idea, but she didn't know it was a long-planned one.
I'm secretly looking forward to it in my heart.
Jiang Jiang's heart softened, and he and he began to pack up the bag -
Ever since they got married, I don't know what obsession Fu Yao had, but everything they did when they lived together had to go through his hands.
Just now, they did not allow the palace maids to handle the matter for them.
"I also wanted to travel with Your Majesty." Jiang Jiang said gently, "At that time, I thought it was because of the busy work. If I were to go for ten days or half a month, the things might pile up like a mountain. Wouldn't that tire me out?"
"Next time, just tell me directly, okay? Tell me you really want to go." Jiang Jiang put the folded clothes into the box, turned around and held Fu Yao's face in his hands. "No need to make excuses or pretend to be sick. I won't let A Yao down."
Fu Yao's eyelashes trembled slightly. The autumn morning light filtered through the window lattice, casting tiny specks of light on his cold, pale skin. He suddenly buried his face in Jiang Jiang's palm and said in a muffled voice, "...I was afraid you'd think it was childish."
Jiang Jiang's heart ached. This emperor, who made decisive decisions in the court, also worried about being seen as an ignorant child by his beloved.
"How could that be?" She deliberately exaggerated his tone to tease him, "Our Majesty is so good at feigning illness that he can even fool the imperial physician!"
Fu Yao's ears turned red and he bit her fingertips in revenge.
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