Wei Shuang's vulnerable period has arrived; I'll help you.
Despite her relief, Wei Shuang suppressed the admiration in her eyes, recalling Xiao Yu's sudden bout of hysteria five years ago at the hunting grounds. But this clear and organized amnesia...
Perhaps Xiao Yu has come up with some new scheme.
"Did the court officials say anything?" Wei Shuang ignored Xiao Yu's interrogation and chatted as usual, while also finishing her bowl of mutton soup.
"What can I say? Congratulations on my differentiation." Xiao Yu replied subconsciously, proudly raising his kitten head.
Wei Shuang squinted, said nothing more, and lowered her head to stuff food into her mouth one bite after another, choosing only the snacks that Xiao Yu loved.
Xiao Yu grew anxious as he watched. He moved the plate of osmanthus pastries in front of him and stuffed a big bite into his mouth.
"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."
He successfully choked himself.
“Feng Shun.” Wei Shuang looked at Feng Shun.
Feng Shun immediately poured Xiao Yu a cup of hot tea and served it to her.
"Don't think that I'll let you off just because you give me some favors." Xiao Yu finally swallowed the pastry that was stuck in his throat, put his hand back on the table from in front of his chest, and glared fiercely with bloodshot eyes.
Like a frustrated little rabbit.
"I have finished my meal and will take my leave now." Wei Shuang smiled but did not reply. He stood up and bowed respectfully to Xiao Yu, a glimpse of white jade slipping out from his sleeve.
Xiao Yu's gaze swept over the piece of white jade, and it seemed somewhat familiar. Before he could take a closer look, Wei Shuang had already covered it up completely and stepped towards the palace gate with her hands behind her back.
Wei Shuang left without warning, and the performance on the stage was interrupted. Xiao Yu ran into the inner hall with a gloomy face, grabbed a pillow and groped around, determined to break the white jade osmanthus hairpin she had received the night before, pretending it was Wei Shuang!
Even when Wei Shuang first took him into the palace five years ago, Wei Shuang had never been so disrespectful to him. This person's current behavior... is like... like he has really become a notorious regent, threatening the emperor with the power in his hands.
Last night, it was I who was bitten on the neck! Why is Wei Shuang so angry?
Where is my jade hairpin?!
Xiao Yu stood by the bed and shook the blankets, but not only did she not find the jade hairpin, even the hidden porcelain bottle was gone!
Could it be that Wei Shuang discovered the aphrodisiac and ointment on the bed, and in a fit of rage, she wants to break ties with me?
What a petty and magnanimous emperor! It was clearly I who was taken advantage of by this man.
The hairpin was gone, the medicine was gone, and now I was covered in the smell of alcohol.
Having suffered enough grievances, Xiao Yu refused to neglect his stomach any longer. He moved back to the table filled with various snacks and set his sights on a small pastry that Wei Shuang had squeezed crookedly in the middle.
Xiao Yu pulled the chair out with a creaking sound, completely unaware that Wei Shuang had returned from outside the palace gate.
"Jinzhi," Wei Shuang called from the doorway.
"What now!" Xiao Yu turned around, looking annoyed.
"Your Majesty forgot something here with me." Wei Shuang walked into the room with a half-smile and carefully inserted the white jade osmanthus hairpin hidden in her sleeve into Xiao Yu's half-down hair.
When his beloved possession was recovered, Xiao Yu's anger dissipated instantly. He rubbed the familiar feel of his head and gave Wei Shuang a hard elbow.
"Feng Shun, Regent Xijun, lock this traitor up in the Imperial Study for me to review... and kick him out of the palace!" Almost giving himself away, Xiao Yu raised his voice to drown out the previous words.
The palace returned to calm. Xiao Yu slowly chewed a few more pieces of osmanthus pastry until he let out a small burp before calling for the palace servants to remove the dishes from the table.
Xiao Yu walked to the full-length bronze mirror, tilted her head, and turned around.
A spot of gleaming white jade on her half-draped hair stood out starkly against the backdrop of the emperor's all-black attire.
Xiao Yu raised his hand several times, touching the osmanthus blossom at the top of the white jade before putting it down again. He circled in front of the bronze mirror five or six times before finally removing the jade hairpin that Wei Shuang had personally placed in her hair.
The white rouge settled between Xiao Yu's slender fingers. She delicately twirled the hairpin end, still warm from Wei Shuang's touch. The room was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus, and the wine's effects intensified.
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"Hey! How could you actually mark His Majesty?" Wei Shuang had just entered the General's Mansion when she saw Shen Que leisurely drinking tea in the main hall. This devilishly handsome man approached her with a smug look on his face, as if to say, "The little emperor has forgotten about you~".
"It was bound to happen sooner or later." Wei Shuang smiled faintly, her eyes full of smugness.
Shen Que had never seen Wei Shuang so happy before, and he was taken aback.
"No, is there such a big difference in attitude before and after the differentiation?" Shen Que put down his teacup, stood up solemnly, and advised in a deep voice, "The little emperor has only forgotten you temporarily. Calm down and don't do anything that can't be undone."
“A little trick by a child has fooled you all.” Wei Shuang took off her heavy outer robe and glanced at Chen Que. “Your Majesty has not lost your memory.”
Shen Que: "...Hmm?"
"It's my fault, I acted impulsively. Kids are easily embarrassed." Wei Shuang lowered her head and shook her head gently as she looked at the porcelain bottle she had taken back.
"Ugh..." Shen Que was so shocked by Wei Shuang's posture that he covered his mouth and nose. "Don't be like this, you look like you've been possessed by a demon. I'll have to bring Shuo Xue to exorcise the evil spirit for you in a couple of days."
Shuoxue, a cat hired by Lord Shen, is all black and shiny, and loves to act as a stumbling block to harm its master in the dark of night.
"No need, Your Majesty has the Mountain Lord to ward off evil." The little Mountain Lord brought back from the hunting grounds has now grown into a big guy, and there is no room in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, so a palace was built for it. Xiao Yu goes to visit it every two days, and takes the Mountain Lord for a stroll around the palace with a thin rope.
"Tch! No wonder Shuoxue avoids me like the plague every time I see you. Turns out you smell like a tiger." Shen Que spat at Wei Shuang, venting all his resentment at not being able to get close to his feline master over the years on Wei Shuang. "So what are you going to do now that His Majesty is using amnesia to avoid you?"
Wei Shuang had long been dissatisfied with the mountain lord: "No matter how docile the mountain lord is, it is still a ferocious beast. I will find an excuse to move it to the Imperial Guard camp in a few days."
"Did I ask you that?" Shen Que wanted to rush up and slap Wei Shuang awake from her love-struck mind, but he didn't because he couldn't beat her. Lord Shen was always sensible. "What do you plan to do about His Majesty's identity as a Kun?"
Shen Que recalled the scent of the herbal incense he had smelled that morning, and his heart trembled with fear. With hungry wolves surrounding the court, the young emperor would surely be bitten to death. If it weren't for the alcohol mixed in with the incense, Shen Que himself would have almost lost his mind.
"Did Your Majesty declare yourself a vassal in court today?" Wei Shuang countered.
"You actually lied to His Majesty that he was a treacherous prince just to get what you wanted???" Shen Que was so agitated that he raised his teacup, about to splash it on Wei Shuang's face, when Wei Shuang spoke up.
"...His Majesty suffers from hysteria and firmly believes that he is the usurper."
Shen Que gasped, took back his teacup, and covered his ears: "I shouldn't hear such secrets."
Wei Shuang ignored him and continued, "Since His Majesty considers himself a usurper, then he will be a usurper."
"Tsk... I understand." Shen Que completely relaxed his shoulders, exhaling the tension that had been hanging over his heart after ruling out his friend's suspicion of treason. "It's just a matter of a few words. His Majesty is constrained by the Regent and is also divided into the Kun faction, which is extremely difficult. He was just poisoned by the treacherous villain Wei Shuang and is now forced to go to court. For the sake of the royal family's reputation, he has no choice but to pretend to be the emperor."
“Good.” Wei Shuang nodded.
"Alright, enough business. Let's talk about my good brother's life-long happiness." Shen Que perked up. "His Majesty is pretending to have amnesia and not recognize you. What do you intend to do?"
"Let's play along." Wei Shuang spread her hands, revealing a porcelain bottle labeled "Hehuan San" (a traditional Chinese medicine for aphrodisiacs) to Shen Que.
Eek~~~
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Before the danger period of the rainy season had passed, Xiao Yu held a birthday banquet for himself and invited his ministers to the palace for a feast.
Because of Xiao Yukun's status and Wei Shuang's tyranny, other court officials either asked for leave or had to attend the banquet, and all of them took twice the amount of calming pills in advance.
The combination of imperial power and a calming pill has rendered the hearts of all the powerful rulers as still as water, leaving them only short of becoming monks.
The emperor's coming of age was a major event, and the Ministry of Rites had been preparing for it for a long time. Since it was too good to pass up, Xiao Yu sat on the dragon throne with great interest, enjoying the songs and dances below. He also served Wei Shuang a whole kidney feast and specially rewarded Feng Shun, who was the regent, by personally serving the dishes.
Feng Shun stood to the side, forcing a smile: "His Majesty said that the Prince should take good care of his health."
The emptied glands recovered completely within a day, demonstrating Gan Jun's remarkable recovery ability.
Wei Shuang expressionlessly picked up the stir-fried pork kidney closest to her, put it in her mouth, and chewed it mercilessly.
Seeing that Wei Shuang was willing to accept his good intentions, Xiao Yu called Feng Shun back with satisfaction.
Feng Shun nervously gripped the floor with his toes: "Your Majesty, you have bestowed a table of tonics, and the wine is even deer blood wine. It's easy for Your Highness to get a sore throat from eating like this."
You'll probably be the one suffering then...
Feng Shun had long since refuted the conclusion that Xiao Yu was superior to Wei Shuang. When he was changing Xiao Yu's clothes, he saw the teeth marks on the back of Xiao Yu's neck.
That was a really big and deep tooth mark!
"Wei Shuang is too weak. I will keep Wei Shuang with me tonight and give her some nourishment." The shrunken glands were too shocking. Xiao Yu was determined to succeed tonight, so he served Wei Shuang a fine feast. He was determined to restore Wei Shuang's glands to their former glory.
That way, he won't feel reluctant to bite again.
Xiao Yu shook her head, her hair adorned with a precious white jade osmanthus hairpin.
Ouch...
Looking at his emperor's thin frame, Feng Shun became increasingly worried. He slowly moved behind the regent, winking and frantically hinting: You should eat less!
Wei Shuang nodded knowingly, picked up the deer blood wine beside her and drank it all in one gulp. After drinking the wine, her face turned slightly red from the heat.
Feng Shun: "..."
What a tragedy!!!
Let's prepare a royal physician for His Majesty.
After dealing with Xiao Yu, Wei Shuang put down her wine cup and stopped drinking. She also stopped eating the feast on the table. With her left hand, which was hidden in her sleeve, she deftly pried open the porcelain bottle and poured out the prepared pills.
The herbal powder was enough to make Gan Jun fall into a vulnerable state within a quarter of an hour.
As the banquet drew to a close and the lively exchange of congratulations and gifts subsided, Wei Shuang swallowed the aphrodisiac powder with deer blood wine, and used her internal energy to suppress it.
He pretended not to understand Xiao Yu's intentions and followed Shen Que out of the palace.
"Wei Shuang." After taking only two steps, Xiao Yu's slightly hoarse voice rang out, "Wait."
Wei Shuang frowned, turned around, and sure enough, saw Xiao Yu's equally rosy cheeks.
That swaying figure indicated he had drunk at least two cups of deer blood wine.
Wei Shuang approached and saw the Yin-Yang pot on Xiao Yu's table. Her brows furrowed even more.
There's also half a pot of osmanthus wine.
The agitation that had been forcibly suppressed with internal force instantly returned to my face.
It's enough that he's causing trouble; why is Xiao Yu causing trouble for himself?
Xiao Yu's body, already too weak to tolerate such nourishment, couldn't possibly withstand the aftereffects of the deer blood wine! Not to mention his complete marking.
Wei Shuang looked at Feng Shun reproachfully, her face darkening as she used her shoulder to push him away and stood beside Xiao Yu to support his swaying body.
"Your Majesty, I will escort you back to your palace."
"Wei Shuang." Halfway there, Xiao Yu called out again, "Don't be angry, I've remembered everything."
"I'm not angry." Wei Shuang was absolutely furious.
If he had known Xiao Yu would be so reckless, he shouldn't have swallowed that love potion!
Xiao Yu nestled in Wei Shuang's arms, blinked, and offered a little osmanthus fragrance mixed with the smell of wine in a flattering manner.
Wei Shuang's legs stiffened, and after exhaling a breath of stale air, she immediately used her lightness skill to move quickly.
“You’re angry.” Xiao Yu raised his hand confidently and rudely reached into Wei Shuang’s neat collar, his cool palm pressed tightly against Wei Shuang’s hot chest. “Your heart is beating so fast.”
The effects of the Hehuan Powder were even more severe than Wei Shuang had anticipated. Wei Shuang closed her eyes, bit her tongue, and said in a hoarse voice, "Your Majesty, please have some self-respect."
Just a few steps away from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Xiao Yu moved slightly, his slightly frizzy hair brushing against Wei Shuang's neck, and the scent of wine emanating from Wei Shuang suddenly burst forth.
He endured his discomfort, threw Xiao Yu into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and quickly closed the hall door.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me, but I am unwell and it is not appropriate for me to meet with you."
Separated by a door, Xiao Yu leaned against the wooden door, intoxicated by the aroma of wine wafting from Wei Shuang, and smiled.
It's good that you're not feeling well; all your efforts won't have been in vain!
Xiao Yu opened the palace door with great energy, and while Wei Shuang was still in shock, he laboriously lifted Wei Shuang, who was a head taller than him, up in his arms.
"Wei Shuang is in her vulnerable period, I will help you."
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Author's Note: [Sprinkling flowers] The next chapter will be the synopsis and plot! [Dog head with rose in its mouth][Dog head with rose in its mouth][Dog head with rose in its mouth]
Upon discovering that Xiao Yu could actually lift Wei Shuang up: [Question mark][Question mark][Clown][Angry]
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