Feng Guang raised her hand and looked at her nails, speaking casually, “I haven’t said anything as the Emperor yet, so why are you in such a hurry, Fengya?”
Oh my, my silly Empress sister, that’s because you don’t know how terrifying Uncle Wang is!
Xia Fengya’s face turned beet red. She cautiously glanced at Gu Yan and elbowed Mu Liang beside her, signaling him to speak properly.
Mu Liang didn’t respect Gu Yan, but under Xia Fengya’s gaze, he didn’t want to go against her goodwill. So, he just snorted and remained silent.
Gu Yan smiled, his expression neither amused nor serious. “It seems that when I wasn’t around, Her Majesty and this Young Master Mu developed quite a close relationship.”
“Of course,” Feng Guang replied nonchalantly. “Uncle Wang even advised me to take him into the harem.”
Take him into the harem!?
Mu Liang’s face changed. “I would never enter the harem!”
“Mm-hmm!” Xia Fengya nodded along.
Mu Liang’s dream was to be a hero who fought for justice. Once he entered the palace, it would be like a bird with its wings tied.
Feng Guang chuckled lazily. “I didn’t mean to make you my royal husband, so why are you getting so worked up? There are plenty of handsome men in the world, I’m not missing just one of you.”
Mu Liang froze, feeling like he had become the punchline of a joke.
Xia Fengya sighed in relief. “Well… if there’s nothing else, I’ll be heading out now.”
“Wait,” Feng Guang suddenly seemed to remember something. She said with a sly tone, “I brought back a man named Ke Huai. If you have time, go help me take care of him, maybe talk to him a bit. It’d be perfect.”
“Oh… got it.” Although Xia Fengya didn’t understand why, she still agreed and quickly pulled Mu Liang out of the tent.
Now, only Feng Guang and Gu Yan were left inside the tent.
“I thought Your Majesty had forgotten about Master Ke,” Gu Yan said, noting that in the past few days, she hadn’t said a word to Ke Huai, as if she had grown tired of him.
Feng Guang shook her head. “It’s because Uncle Wang has taken such good care of him that I don’t need to worry about it.”
“What did Your Majesty mean by what you said earlier?”
“I said so many things, which one are you referring to?” She loosened the collar of her dress, revealing her delicate collarbone, then picked up a fan and waved it lightly. The weather was a bit hot, and she had always been sensitive to the heat.
Gu Yan’s gaze deepened. “Is Her Majesty planning to match the Princess with Master Ke?”
“They’re destined to be together,” Feng Guang threw him a flirtatious glance. “Besides, Fengya already has five husbands. Why else would she have taken Ke Huai from the Ke family?” She added, “What’s wrong, Uncle Wang? Are you jealous?”
Gu Yan smiled again. “Why would I be jealous?”
“Because Fengya has gained a new favorite, and I am the one who dotes on her the most. If she asks for something, I would certainly give it to her.” She waved her fan, and the sleeve of her robe slid down to her elbow, revealing a slender, pale arm that swayed with her movements. The fair color matched her collarbone perfectly, almost too beautiful.
But after a moment of passion, it would slightly flush with a tempting pink hue.
Gu Yan walked closer to her, watching her for a long time, making her feel uneasy.
Feng Guang paused her fan, her hand frozen. “Uncle Wang, what’s wrong?”
He smiled faintly. “Your Majesty.”
“Huh?”
“If you want something, there’s no need to play these games.”
“What… hey!” She gasped as he picked her up. “What are you doing?”
“Doing you,” Gu Yan answered softly.
Feng Guang was stunned, unable to believe that these words had come from him.
He carried her toward the bed. “I’m just responding to Your Majesty’s temptation.”
Feng Guang blushed and coughed lightly.
She had such thin skin, and yet he was so blunt with his words.
She had thin skin?
She’d believe it was a trap if she did.
I don’t understand why does he become so bold now 😹