Wenbao and Lianxiang both went out to run errands.
Feeling bored in the palace, Fusang decided to take a stroll in his own garden.
The original owner was definitely a sucker for good looks.
All the servants in the palace were handsome and pleasing to the eye.
Fu Sang casually pointed to a servant and said, "You, come here."
The attendant bowed and walked over shakily, saying, "Your Majesty... what are your orders?"
"..."
Fusang almost wanted to go back to the mirror and look at himself.
Are little cuties really that scary?
Fu Sang suspected that he could faint from fear and immediately lie dead on the ground.
"Don't be nervous, I won't do anything to you."
Upon hearing this, the servant seemed even more nervous, his whole body trembling.
"Never mind." Fu Sang had no choice but to point to another servant and say, "You lead the way, I want to take a stroll in the Imperial Garden."
This attendant had better composure and stepped forward with his head bowed and eyes downcast.
"Your Majesty, would you like a royal carriage?"
Fu Sang waved his hand and said, "No need, I will stroll over slowly."
The attendants led the way, with the ladies-in-waiting following behind.
The large group headed towards the Imperial Garden.
They walked for about half an hour.
Fu Sang stopped and asked, "How far is it from here to the Imperial Garden?"
The female official bowed and said, "Your Majesty, it will take another half an hour to get there."
"..."
It seems she underestimated her own home; it takes an hour to walk through the garden, and if she continues like this, she won't have the energy to explore the Imperial Garden by the time she arrives.
However, having already traveled halfway, it would be better to continue on foot rather than go through the hassle of waiting for the imperial carriage.
Fu Sang paused for a moment, then said, "Let's keep going."
The original owner's constitution was really not good; he couldn't go on after walking for almost an hour.
Fortunately, we have arrived at the Imperial Garden.
The Imperial Garden is planted with all kinds of elegant jade-colored flowers and beautiful flowering trees. Willow leaves sway in the wind by the lake, and the scenery is so pleasant that it makes people feel relaxed and happy at first glance.
A gentle breeze swept by, dispersing the steam rising from the ground as people walked.
Fu Sang stepped onto the cobblestone path and walked along the flower-lined path, calming his mind to appreciate the flowers.
As I walked, I fell into deep thought.
In previous worlds, she was only responsible for winning over the male god. Only in the tyrant world did she slightly assist him in killing the rebellious minister.
Governing a country is too mentally taxing; how can imperial power be reclaimed?
The court officials were divided into two factions.
One faction consists of conservatives who follow the general and pledge allegiance to the empress.
The second faction consists of the newly risen faction, who are preparing to rebel with the carefree prince.
The original owner had not been involved in court affairs for more than half a year and had no real power.
The power in the inner palace rested with the Empress, who was in charge of everything, including many political affairs of the court.
This queen was named Jiang Linxian, and she was the son of the great general.
If described as a woman, she would be an extremely gentle and virtuous lady from a prominent family, undoubtedly the 'Mother of the Kingdom' of Shuiyun.
Because he was too engrossed in his work.
Fusang did not notice anyone approaching from around the corner.
"Your Majesty, be careful..."
"Your Majesty—"
"Bang!" The sound of their heads colliding was quite loud.
Fu Sang cried out and, seeing the man about to fall backward, pulled him back.
The handsome young man fell into her arms.
The handsome young man wore a moon-white robe, his jet-black hair was tied up with a jade crown, and his fair and flawless face was free of any messy rouge or powder.
There was no strong, pungent smell of spices on the boy; instead, a faint, pleasant fragrance wafted over.
Fu Sang stared blankly at the boy in his arms.
The boy also looked at her, his clear and beautiful eyes seemed to sparkle with light, clearly reflecting her figure.
*
Vote now! I'll be posting an even bigger update of tens of thousands of words tomorrow night (I'm exhausted).
Ladies, are you ready to use your book coins to subscribe and download this book?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
