A month passed in the blink of an eye.
With Ling Shuangxue and Ouyang Zimo, two major concerns, resolved, the flowers and plants in the palace all looked even more lovely.
Spring has come again, and flowers are in bloom.
After being renovated by Fu Sang, the vast Imperial Garden is even more beautiful than before, with flowers, plants and trees scattered throughout every corner of the garden in a well-organized manner.
Sunlight shines on the peach trees in full bloom, and as a gentle breeze blows, petals fall in profusion, creating a beautiful and delicate scene.
From a distance, the pear blossom garden looks like it's covered in a layer of white snow. The fragrance of grass, trees, and petals is refreshing and delightful.
After finishing his business at court, Fu Sang walked toward Yingyue Palace.
As they slowly made their way to Yingyue Palace, they saw a young man sitting on a soft couch by the window through the open window.
The handsome young man, who looked like an immortal, wore a moon-white robe and held a blue book in his slender fingers, reading it intently.
Fu Sang was stunned for a moment.
He thought to himself, "My little darling's looks are just too good to be true, especially with the refined and elegant temperament he has gained from being well-read."
This handsome and refined young man served as a 'refined' wife in the imperial harem.
He helped her handle and guided her in many matters of state. With his help and support, she was always incredibly confident when attending court.
There's no need to fear those pedantic old ministers.
When female officials in a matriarchal society start preaching, they are more terrifying than three thousand ducks.
Recently, her ministers submitted another memorial, urging her to select more men for the harem so that the Shuiyun Kingdom could have offspring as soon as possible.
Fusang rejected the minister's suggestion.
Jiang Linxian is unable to have children, and she doesn't want him to experience the pain and danger of childbirth.
It feels strange for some reason...
However, for some reason, Jiang Linxian actually wanted to choose a male concubine to have a child for her.
The two had a minor disagreement over this matter.
Seemingly noticing someone watching him, the handsome young man put down his book and looked up with his clear, beautiful eyes.
The two locked eyes.
A smile appeared on Fu Sang's fair and delicate face as he hurried to the window.
"Lin Xian".
The two looked at each other through a window.
Fu Sang looked up at the boy, beckoned, and said, "Lin Xian, come here, I have something to tell you."
Jiang Linxian hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward slightly.
Fu Sang reached out and cupped his handsome face, pulling him outside without giving him a chance to refuse.
Caught off guard, Jiang Linxian never expected her to do this, and hurriedly grabbed the window frame with both hands.
The two faced each other at close range in an odd posture.
"Your Majesty..." Jiang Linxian called out.
A sly glint flashed in Fu Sang's eyes as she tilted her head back and kissed his lips.
Jiang Linxian was stunned.
Fu Sang kissed his forehead again, then gave him two more kisses on the left and right.
"Lin Xian." A soft, sweet voice.
The girl's bright eyes were moist, reflecting his image; they were filled with nothing but him.
"Let's not argue, okay?"
Jiang Linxian parted her thin, beautiful lips slightly and said, "Your Majesty, Linxian is not joking with you."
“No,” Fu Sang said seriously, “you’re clearly messing with me.”
Jiang Linxian remained silent.
He dared not argue with her; he was simply feeling frustrated.
I want to be with her forever, but I can't give her a child.
Fu Sang simply stood on tiptoe, reached out and hugged his lean waist, and with a little force, pulled him out in an instant.
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