Her clothes were wet and clung to her body, revealing her silhouette and making her very eye-catching.
Especially her pink lips, which were slightly pouting in anger on her small face, looked very kissable.
With a slight pressure, his fingertips sank into the soft flesh of her waist through her clothes.
Su Wanwan's eyes narrowed slightly.
Was Yanruo pushed into the water by him?
But she still gave a soft hum: "Oh."
She then pushed him away, saying, "I need to change my clothes."
Lu Xingjian paused for a moment, then turned and went to another changing room without saying anything more.
Su Wanwan dressed herself neatly and went out. Outside, He Ying smiled and said:
"Your Majesty, this way please."
The sedan chair stopped at the entrance.
Su Wanwan didn't want to ride in a sedan chair; she just wanted to walk back.
He Ying's smile froze for a moment, and he said, supporting her arm:
"I see there are a lot of fresh flowers over there. Shall we go over and admire them before we go back?"
It was early spring, when the air was still chilly and the trees and plants were bare. Fresh flowers could only be cultivated in greenhouses.
Su Wanwan smiled and tapped Heying's forehead: "Little girl, what idea are you hatching?"
He Ying pleaded with a grin, "Please go."
After turning through several doors, you enter a world of flowers.
The ground and shelves were filled with all kinds of flowers, each vying for attention and creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
He Ying stood outside the door, smiling and winking, and said, "This servant will wait here for your summons."
Mysterious.
Su Wanwan walked inside, full of doubts.
What's this girl up to?
Just as I turned the corner of a flower wall, a figure flashed by.
Su Wanwan was startled and was about to step back when she tripped and her body involuntarily leaned backward.
It happened in the blink of an eye.
Her waist was grabbed, and her body was spun around rapidly. The two of them switched positions instantly and fell into the water together.
Because there was someone beneath her, she wasn't hurt by the water splashing on her.
thump!
Huge splashes of water.
Warm water instantly filled my mouth and nose.
"Cough cough..." Su Wanwan choked and tears streamed down her face.
A mocking laugh rang out from above:
"Can't you hold your breath?"
Su Wanwan was furious and pounded on the man's chest:
You scared me to death!
The man's face was covered in water droplets, and a misty vapor rose from the water.
That ambiguous, half-smiling look in his eyes was just like that of a mischievous big boy.
His long, slender fingers lifted her chin, his tone light and suggestive:
"I just wanted to soak in a hot spring with you, why is that so difficult?"
She angrily pushed his hand away and turned to look around.
This is an outdoor hot spring pool, surrounded by flowers, including peonies such as Wei Zi and Yao Huang, as well as peonies and camellias.
Tea, pastries, towels, and clothing were laid out on a small table by the pool.
It looks like a lot of thought was put into it.
When did this guy prepare all this?
There are no pavilions or houses in sight, so the privacy is excellent.
Her eyes flickered, and she muttered softly:
"Can't you just say it properly? Why are you making it sound so mysterious?"
The man's slender fingers gently caressed her cheek, softly wiping away the glistening droplets of water.
When you're angry, you won't listen to anything.
He lowered his head slightly, murmured softly, and his hot breath fell on her face.
"She's smelly and stubborn, not cute at all."
He spoke words of disdain, but his tone and eyes were filled with doting affection that could drown a person.
"I'm not cute, go find someone cute." Su Wanwan slapped the water several times in anger.
Water splashed everywhere.
The man simply tightened his grip around her waist, giving her a reproachful sidelong glance.
It's as if it's saying, "Go ahead and do whatever you want, I'll let you do whatever you want."
The two were very close, and his thin lips were right next to hers.
With the slightest movement, I could touch her lips.
The lazy afternoon sun slanted down, reflecting shimmering light on the misty water and then falling on the two of them.
The water surface rippled gently, and the shimmering light also rippled.
The air was so still that you could hear the other person's heartbeat.
The air is filled with the delicate, lingering fragrance of flowers carried by the gentle spring breeze, a scent that is both subtle and refreshing.
The lingering ambiguity, like the misty vapor, quietly enveloped the two of them.
The man held Su Wanwan's hand and pressed it against his heart.
The voice grew even lower:
"It's just you here."
Su Wanwan stared at him blankly.
My heart felt a mix of sour and tingling sensations, along with a hint of sweetness.
That anger vanished without a trace.
She leaned forward slightly and pressed her lips directly against the man's.
The man's eyelashes trembled slightly.
He stared at her for a while with his eyes open before closing them, pulling her waist tighter, and pressing his fingers to the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
The misty pool water rippled until late at night before returning to calm.
...
The next morning, just as the two had gotten up, a eunuch came to report:
"Miss Yanruo has fallen ill with a high fever. Your Majesty, please come and take a look."
"If you're sick, go to the imperial physician. What good is it to come to me?"
Lu Xingjian spoke in a cold tone, picked up the memorial that had just been delivered that morning, glanced at it, and frowned.
"Is something urgent?" Su Wanwan picked up his outer robe and helped him put it on, asking casually.
Lu Xingjian handed her the memorial, his thin lips pursed, his eyes turning cold.
The memorial stated: "Annam envoy Nguyen Quan died suddenly in Longzhou, Guangxi."
Annam was part of the territory of the Liang Dynasty during the reign of Emperor Taizong.
During the reign of Emperor Xuanzong, he rebelled against Daliang again. Later, the King of Annam submitted to Daliang and frequently came to pay tribute and acknowledge his vassalage.
If the death of an envoy on the tributary route is not handled properly, it could easily lead to conflict.
With the nine border regions in the north still unstable, if problems arise in the south, the imperial treasury, already stretched thin, will be unable to bear the costs of war.
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