Ever since that morning, when Xiao Che staged a "fleeing in disarray after a direct attack," the atmosphere in Kunning Palace has entered an unprecedented, sweet yet eerie state of harmony.
Lin Wanwan's inner conflict has been completely resolved.
Without the suspicion and unease brought by the "golden finger" (a powerful advantage), she felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders, making her feel relaxed and joyful.
The only thing that bothered her was... His Majesty the Emperor's overly "hard-working" "artificial voice package" service.
For example, when eating.
Xiao Che expressionlessly picked up a piece of fish, and then, in a serious tone as if reciting the "Great Li Laws," announced to the air: "This fish is very delicious."
Lin Wanwan: "..."
For example, during breaks from reviewing memorials to the throne.
He would suddenly look up at the window, and then, with a solemn expression, mentally announce: "The weather is fine today. I am very pleased."
Lin Wanwan: "..."
The palace maids and eunuchs serving nearby were all trembling with fear, wondering if His Majesty had suffered a mental breakdown due to the cold war of the past few days and had become... somewhat eccentric.
Lin Wanwan could only laugh inwardly while helplessly trying to smooth things over for him.
Today, Lin Wanwan personally stewed lotus seed soup, thinking that he must have spent a lot of time and energy dealing with the cold war and the major case of the Ministry of Revenue these past few days, so she thought of sending it to him to nourish him.
Carrying a soup bowl, she arrived at the Imperial Study with practiced ease.
Before she could even go inside, she heard a suppressed groan coming from inside, which sounded like someone grinding their back teeth.
Lin Wanwan's heart tightened suddenly.
Is it just my imagination? That voice... it sounds like it's really angry.
She gestured to the eunuch at the door not to announce her arrival, and then quietly carried the soup bowl inside.
As soon as she entered, she saw Xiao Che sitting behind his desk, his handsome face tense, his brows almost forming a deep frown.
His gaze was fixed intently on a memorial before him, his eyes so sharp it seemed he wanted to pierce two holes in it.
The low pressure emanating from him was so strong that even the air in the imperial study seemed to freeze.
This scene... is all too familiar.
Lin Wanwan's steps stopped instinctively.
Once upon a time, this was the scene where she relied most on "emojis".
In the past, whenever he showed that "King of Hell" face, she only needed to look up to know immediately whether he was angry at the content of the memorial or at the fool who submitted it.
She can see "[These old bastards are talking nonsense again.jpg]" and she can also see "[The national treasury is empty again, I'm so tired.gif]".
Then, based on this "insider information," she can accurately choose whether to step forward to comfort or quietly retreat, ensuring she never makes a mistake.
But now...
Lin Wanwan looked up at the top of his head again, subconsciously.
There, it remained empty.
She couldn't see any prompts.
All she could see was an emperor with a somber face, furrowed brows, and who looked...very, very bad.
A subtle, almost habitual sense of anxiety crept into her heart once again.
What's wrong with him?
What urgent report has come from the border?
What huge hole has appeared in the national treasury's accounts?
Or... or he's still angry about what happened a few days ago, but he just hasn't shown it?
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through her mind.
She unconsciously tightened her grip on the soup bowl.
That old habit of "not daring to disturb" resurfaced.
Or...should we just quietly slip away first?
What if he's in a bad mood right now? If I run into him, wouldn't I just become cannon fodder?
Just as Lin Wanwan was about to tiptoe back, Xiao Che, behind the imperial desk, suddenly raised his head as if he had eyes in the back of his head.
His sharp phoenix eyes precisely caught her as she was preparing to "run away at the last minute".
Lin Wanwan's body stiffened instantly.
Oh no! We've been discovered!
However, the expected impatience and scolding did not come.
When Xiao Che saw her, he was taken aback.
Immediately, the "whoever messes with me dies" expression on his face instantly... crumbled.
Although his brows were still tightly furrowed, the sharp killing intent in his eyes dissipated rapidly at a visible speed.
He even immediately put down the vermilion brush in his hand.
Then, he waved to her.
The gesture was like summoning a kitten that hesitated to approach.
"Your Majesty, come here."
His voice, though still carrying a hint of displeasure, had completely lost its previous coldness and hardness.
Lin Wan-wan hesitated for a moment before walking over.
As soon as she reached the imperial desk, her wrist was grasped by a warm, large hand.
Xiao Che pulled her to his side and made her stand close to the dragon throne.
Then, with his other hand, he pointed to the memorial on the table that had enraged him, and in an extremely disgruntled tone, eager to find comrades to vent his frustrations, he "announced":
"I am very irritable right now!"
Lin Wanwan: "...?"
She blinked, momentarily unable to follow the Emperor's train of thought.
So... this is considered "inner monologue"?
That's way too...blatant!
Xiao Che didn't care what she was thinking; right now, he desperately needed an "emotional dumping ground."
And the queen-themed emoji in front of us, which just signed a "lifetime warranty agreement," is undoubtedly the best candidate.
He pointed to the memorial and began his "emperor's rant".
"Look at those old bastards in the Ministry of Revenue! They're crying poverty to me again!"
His tone was full of disdain, as if to say, "I saw through your tricks long ago."
"I just went to Jiangnan and invested a large sum of money in water conservancy projects and trade support! And now, just a few days later, they've submitted another petition, saying they want to build waterways in the north!"
As he said this, he became so angry that he even tapped the memorial heavily with his finger.
"Repair! Repair! Repair! All they know is how to repair!"
"Did my imperial treasury grow on trees?!"
As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Lin Wan-wan with an accusing gaze that seemed to say, "Come and judge for yourself."
Although his handsome face still looked sullen, Lin Wanwan could clearly see several... faintly visible words in his bright black eyes.
—【Come and comfort me!】
—【Join me in cursing them!】
——【Wife, please comfort me!】
Seeing him like this, the tension in Lin Wanwan's heart caused by "habitual anxiety" instantly vanished.
Instead, there is a kind of... both funny and exasperating, indulgence.
This man...
So... irresistibly cute.
She forced herself to keep from laughing out loud.
She cleared her throat, and took the initiative to reach out and pick up the memorial from the imperial desk bearing the name of the "culprit".
"Let me see."
As she spoke, she quickly browsed through the content.
As Xiao Che had said, it was the Minister of Revenue and several other ministers who jointly petitioned His Majesty to allocate funds to repair an important canal in the north. The memorial was written earnestly, describing the matter as beneficial to the country and its people, and of utmost urgency.
Lin Wanwan's gaze lingered for a moment on the words "river channel repair in the North".
A thought she had forgotten for a long time suddenly surfaced from the depths of her memory.
Her eyes lit up slightly.
She put down the memorial, turned her head, and looked at the arrogant emperor beside her, who still had a "I'm so annoyed and unhappy" expression on his face. A mysterious smile appeared on her lips.
"Building waterways in the north?"
She deliberately dragged out her words, successfully capturing Xiao Che's full attention.
"That reminds me of something..."
She blinked, looked at him, and her voice carried a hint of seduction.
"Your Majesty, would you like to hear...another dream from the 'Goddess'?"
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