In the end, the matter of the antidote was entrusted to Lan Tingrong. The half-dose of antidote in his hands was safer than being kept in a vault, because he was the number one male lead, while Shen Xu was merely the fourth.
The second male lead was Mu Liang, and the third was Ke Huai. Now, in Xia Fengya’s harem, there was only one man who hadn’t made an appearance yet. Feng Guang realized that the plot had completely strayed from its original course. She smacked her forehead. “What do you mean, hasn’t appeared? The fifth male lead is Lan Tingrong’s brother, Lan Tingyu, isn’t it?”
She still remembered that his original character had a fondness for men, but it had been forcefully altered by Xia Fengya. He had gone from a carefree, pleasure-seeking young noble to a devoted, infatuated perfect man.
Wait, a fondness for men?
Then what was the deal with what she saw between him and Miss Su Bi?
Feng Guang thought about it for a long time but couldn’t figure it out. After fifteen years of reflecting on the plot, she realized that, aside from the basic storyline, she had forgotten most of the details. Over the past few days, transitioning from Crown Princess to Empress, her life had been too peaceful. She had become so lazy that she no longer kept up with the plot as she once did.
“Truly, prosperity breeds complacency,” Feng Guang sighed, sitting in her tent.
At some point, Gu Yan entered and asked, “Why the sudden sentiment, Your Majesty?”
She had long grown used to her four subordinates ignoring her words. No matter how many times she ordered that Prince Qian was not allowed to enter, it didn’t take long before she would see Gu Yan stride into her tent, full of enthusiasm.
She pouted lazily and said, “As the saying goes, ‘The heavens have unforeseen circumstances…’”
“Does Your Majesty know what you always say when you’re trying to avoid a topic?” he asked.
She blinked, confused. “What do I say?”
“You say things like ‘The heavens have unforeseen circumstances,’ or ‘Today, my mother is getting married,’ which have nothing to do with the topic at hand,” he said with a smirk.
He did know her well…
Feng Guang straightened up, trying to maintain her dignity. “You asked, and I was simply answering honestly.”
“Perhaps next time, I’ll ask Your Majesty something in a different way,” he replied.
“What way?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.
He smiled softly, his voice calm. “For example, I might lock Your Majesty in a cage until you tell me the truth.”
A chill ran down Feng Guang’s spine. She forced herself to stay calm. “You dare?”
He merely smiled without answering.
She realized he truly would dare.
Feng Guang’s heart fluttered, and with a nervous gulp, she ran over to him like a puppy, hugging his arm and saying, “Don’t worry, Uncle Wang, anything you want to know—whether it’s my ideal type, what I love to eat, or what I enjoy doing—no matter how trivial, I won’t hide it from you. Even the day I arrive in Kui Shui, I’ll tell you everything.”
“Your Majesty’s ideal type is a gentle and considerate man. You love sweet foods like osmanthus cakes and candied fruits. As for what you enjoy doing… you like to sleep and dream about teasing men. As for your arrival in Kui Shui, it was on the 17th of last month,” he said, knowing her thoughts in detail.
In her shuddering horror, he took her hand and pulled her closer, resting her against his chest. “Your Majesty, I already know all these things. Perhaps you can try telling me something else… For example, Your Majesty, when you chose to be with me without any marriage contract, was it truly just because you wanted a child?”
If she answered “yes,” Feng Guang could imagine herself going through countless rounds of “intense battles” with him.
So, she decided to answer truthfully, “The child is just a bonus. Sleeping with you is the real goal.”
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