TSFLIP Chapter 270

What should one do when they wake up and find a beautiful woman lying beside them?

Most people probably wouldn’t know how to answer because they would be too stunned.

And Fengguang faced the same dilemma. Not only was there a beautiful woman beside her, but she was also in the woman’s embrace.

Her reaction was calm. She even yawned, stretched lazily, and then kicked the person beside her. “Uncle Wang, it’s time to get up.”

Gu Yan opened his eyes and grabbed her foot as it moved around in the blanket. His voice was hoarse as he teased, “Your Majesty, so eager this early in the morning. Are you looking for some morning exercise?”

“No…” she faltered, “I just… saw that it’s getting late, so… I called you to wake up.”

“The thoughtfulness of Her Majesty truly moves me,” he said with a low laugh. His hand, which had been under the blanket, moved up her leg as he continued, “If I didn’t think of a way to thank Her Majesty, that would be a failure in manners on my part.”

“Well… you don’t have to thank me, it’s fine…”

Her lips were suddenly covered by his.

After their passionate morning exercise, Fengguang finally left the tent around lunchtime. She rubbed her waist, wobbled her legs, and asked the man next to her, who seemed full of energy, “Why is my foot chain back again?”

“Last night, while Your Majesty was asleep, Young Master Mu asked me to pass it to you,” Gu Yan explained, noticing her unsteady steps. He moved closer to support her. “Your Majesty, if walking is difficult, it would be better to rest in the tent.”

Fengguang shot him a glare. Stay in the tent and be tortured by him some more? She snapped, “I’m going to find Lan Tingrong and ask him how the battle is going.”

“Your Majesty… do you understand war?”

Her throat tightened, “If I don’t understand, isn’t that why I have you to explain it to me? Hmph!”

She shrugged off his hand and headed straight for the main military tent.

Gu Yan shook his head. “Still as fond of throwing little tantrums.”

“You don’t mind, do you, Prince?” Ke Huai’s voice suddenly chimed in. He didn’t know when he had appeared or how much of their conversation he had overheard, but his face still held that familiar, slightly melancholic smile.

Gu Yan turned his head slightly. “Young Master Ke, do you not like Her Majesty’s personality?”

“Prince, there’s no need to probe me,” Ke Huai replied aloud. “Her Majesty is beautiful, indeed, but she can’t make me fall in love with her. Besides, I have neither the capital nor the confidence to insert myself between Her Majesty and the Prince.”

Gu Yan gently stroked the white jade ring on his finger, smiling faintly. “Young Master is a clever man.”

Ke Huai wasn’t fooled by his gentle demeanor. His attempts to gain Fengguang’s attention were not out of true affection but because he wanted to leave the Ke family. He had considered using the Empress’s power to take revenge on the Ke family, but upon leaving, he saw his timid father, who wouldn’t even look at his stepmother. Suddenly, he realized that these people were just irrelevant strangers, so why waste his time on them?

Ke Huai had never hidden his intentions to get close to the Empress. What confused him was why the Empress so willingly cooperated with his “good intentions.” During those days when they traveled together in the same carriage, many people likely suspected a romantic relationship. But in reality, the Empress had never touched him. She simply gave him a book to pass the time and asked him to read stories, just as she had done the first time they met under the tree when her interest in him seemed to have vanished.

He felt fortunate.

“Prince, is what you said about helping me leave true?”

Gu Yan’s lips curled. “Naturally, it’s true.”

Ke Huai bowed respectfully. “Then I ask the Prince to help me leave.”