As Gu Yan was about to leave after seeing Feng Guang to the door, he heard the girl ask in a mischievous tone, "Uncle Wang, do you really not want to sleep with me?"
Gu Yan said in a serious tone, "We need to get up early to travel tomorrow, Your Majesty should rest early."
After saying that, he left under the moonlight.
Feng Guang shook her head regretfully, because she hadn't slept with this beauty again today.
The next day, as the emperor set off, Magistrate Ke, along with his family, kowtowed and said, "Respectfully seeing off Your Majesty."
He had a beautiful wife and a boy of fifteen or sixteen by his side, but not the young master who stood under the sycamore tree last night.
Just before boarding the carriage, Feng Guang changed her mind. She gently waved her fan and asked casually, "Magistrate Ke, where is your eldest son?"
"Your Majesty..." Upon hearing this question, Magistrate Ke was greatly surprised. "Ke Huai is unwell. I was worried that his illness might affect Your Majesty, so I did not call him out."
To be honest, if Feng Guang hadn't mentioned it, he would have completely forgotten about his son.
Feng Guang shook his head, not because he believed Magistrate Ke's words, but because he couldn't understand how such an unremarkable father could produce such a handsome son. Looking at his younger son, the fifteen or sixteen-year-old Ke Sa, he could only be described as having delicate features.
As if unaware of Gu Yan's gaze beside her, she chuckled to herself, "Yesterday, by chance, I had the opportunity to meet Young Master Ke, and I was immediately struck by his extraordinary appearance. I wonder, if I were to make this unreasonable request to take Young Master Ke away, would Magistrate Ke agree?"
She wanted to take someone's son away with just a word. This condition was really unreasonable, but Magistrate Ke really couldn't refuse. After all, she was the Empress!
Under his wife's glare, Magistrate Ke forced a bow and said, "It is truly a blessing for my son to be taken away by His Majesty. Steward, why don't you call out the eldest son?"
"Yes, yes." A middle-aged man hurriedly ran off to call for help.
A short while later, Ke Huai emerged carrying only a bamboo flute. Upon seeing the grand scene of everyone kneeling in worship, he was initially surprised, but then calmly bowed and said, "Ke Huai greets Your Majesty the Empress."
"Ke Huai, from this day forward, you belong to me."
Ke Huai was slightly taken aback. "Yes, Your Majesty."
"Alright, let's set off. You will ride in the same carriage as me."
"Yes." Ke Huai stood up and looked back. His father and stepmother were uneasy, while his half-brother stared at him resentfully. After being discovered by his mother, the woman hugged her child and looked at Ke Huai pleadingly.
Ke Huai remained silent, without even saying goodbye to them, and boarded His Majesty's carriage.
The once-despised young master, now a rising star, has suddenly become a respected figure.
Gu Yan unconsciously fiddled with the ring on his finger. How many unexpected things Feng Guang would say and do had been countless since she was old enough to understand and remember. She liked beautiful women, and she liked teasing them even more. But only today would she open her mouth and call a man her own.
It's true that the harem is short of people, and it's also true that the Empress has reached a certain age, but that doesn't mean that just anyone can stand by the Empress's side. At least in Gu Yan's opinion, the son of a county magistrate is far from qualified.
In this world, only someone of Lan Tingrong's status is worthy of her.
Gu Yan seemed to have forgotten that Feng Guang had said he didn't like Lan Tingrong. In this world, there are really very few people who can be compared with Lan Tingrong in terms of status.
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