Yan Wumou and Ye Wanwan, that was really hard and scheming.
In addition to flowers and swings, the huge mansion is directly connected to a mountain behind, with riverbanks and beaches, deep woods and alleys, cave lotus ponds, and wild hummers.
Everything was beyond her expectations and amazing, and she liked everything.
How did he create such a big place? And when did he start decorating it?
She is really stunning, and her intentions for plotting against her are quite deep, but it is undeniable that her heart is also sincere. If she didn't love her deeply, how could she be so considerate?
What's even more amazing is that in this huge house, Ye Wanwan didn't see any servants from the beginning to the end. Yan Wu led her all the way, reaching out to help people, bending down to lift their skirts, and carefully protecting them all the way.
Even at the end, he even washed his hands and made soup himself.
The first one is fine, but the last one... "Can you cook?"
It was indeed shocking and strange when she saw it, but then she thought about it and it didn't seem so strange. He seemed to surprise her every time. He could do anything at his fingertips, and she couldn't think of anything else that he couldn't do.
Yan Wu washed the vegetables neatly and then poured them into the pot. His movements were smooth and fluid. It looked like he was very skilled at it. He took the time to reply to Ye Wanwan: "My craftsmanship is mediocre. It's embarrassing."
Ye Wanwan was sitting at the table, watching Yan Wu cooking. This scene was definitely the first time in her life.
It was the first time I stood by the pot and watched people cooking. It was the first time I felt that men cooking could be so exciting.
Alas...this man is poisonous!
Two hot dishes were placed in front of Ye Wanwan. Yan Wu was about to say something when he looked up and saw Ye Wanwan holding her head in one hand and looking at him with eyes obsessed.
Yan Wu's lips curled up slightly, his eyes flickered, he raised his hand and gently scratched the tip of her nose, and said in a doting tone, "Come back to your senses, empress."
Ye Wanwan came to her senses and realized that she was looking at him in a trance. She raised her hands to cover her face, which was very embarrassing.
Two dishes, one soup, and two bowls of rice, very simple.
I don’t know if it’s because of my mood, but I always feel that this meal is more delicious than what I usually eat.
After finishing the meal with his head down, Yan Wu cleared the table and brought tea.
If the young eunuch Yan Chen served her like this, she would feel at ease, but this is the Marquis of Zhenguo, and this man really doesn't know what it means to be arrogant in front of her.
After eating, the two of them went for a walk in the back hill to eat, and walked slowly along the river corridor. Ye Wanwan's hand was always in his, and she didn't bother to pull it away. At this point, there was nothing better.
Pretentious.
Finally walking back to the sea of flowers, Ye Wanwan nestled on the swing.
The swing was covered with soft mats, and smelling the fragrance of flowers in the garden, Ye Wanwan sighed: "Yan Wu, did you put Ecstasy in your soup?"
It wasn't the ecstasy soup, there was no way her guard could be broken down step by step. It had only been a day since she came out, and all she was thinking about was him.
"Let it go." Yan Wu came closer, knelt on one knee in front of Ye Wanwan, looked up at her, his eyes undisguised, took Ye Wanwan's hand and lowered his head to kiss her: "Yan put all the confusion into her hands.
The soul medicine is all put in the soup, and since the empress drinks it, she can’t escape."
After saying that, she raised her hand and put it on his mask, actually wanting her to take off the mask.
Ye Wanwan's heart was beating like a drum, and her hands were shaking because of her nervousness. She couldn't help but wonder, when the mask was lifted, was it Yan Chen's face underneath or the ugly face she had seen before.
But in the end, she didn't reveal it: "The mask of Marquis Zhen Guo doesn't look very good. Next time, I will give you a pure gold one."
It's not revealed.
Yan Wu's eyes were filled with regret, but he also understood what she meant. What she needed now was a marquis of Zhenguo, not a young eunuch.
It was getting late, so Yan Wu took her out and got into the carriage, and walked back slowly.
Different from when they came, the two sat together again, and Ye Wanwan was no longer so repulsive to him.
Yan Wu sent Ye Wanwan to the dormitory and looked at her reluctantly for a long time before leaving.
Aunt Lin looked at this scene and frowned, disapproving very much. She waited until Yan Wu left before going in: "Your Majesty..."
He wanted to speak but stopped.
Ye Wanwan understood by looking at her expression: "She's very deviant and shameless, right?"
Aunt Lin quickly shook her head: "I don't mean that."
Ye Wanwan smiled: "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if it happens. I think I'm going too far."
Aunt Lin: "..." She said all the bad things herself, but it made her don't know how to speak.
Sighing: "I am just worried about your empress. If word spreads, it will be your empress who will be hurt after all."
Ye Wanwan only thought it was funny, why was she afraid of harm?
"Auntie, do you know what happened at the hunting ground that day?"
"The assassin's arrow came over. Your Majesty, he pulled me in front of him. It was Yan Wu who held the arrow. His palm was pierced. The tip of the arrow was less than half an inch away from my heart.
distance."
"This..." Aunt Lin was shocked. She really didn't know about this. It turned out that there was such a thing.
Ye Wanwan looked at her: "I haven't lived a long life, and I haven't met many people. It's just him. I owe him two lives."
"Once in the military camp of the Kingdom of Jin, once in the hunting ground, without him, death is possible. With him, since I am lucky enough to survive, then why not go against the grain?"
Aunt Lin understood: "I respect your Majesty's wishes and will never say anything more. It's just the Emperor's side..."
Ye Wanwan glanced at her, a trace of anger flashing across her eyebrows.
Aunt Lin's heart palpitated, and she didn't react for a while. She didn't wake up until she got back. Her hands shaking when she picked up the water glass were... it was going to be a disaster.
In the third month of Zhao Yi's coma, Han Xuanyi's stomach became upset and she gave birth to a princess. The Han family was greatly disappointed, but a princess could avoid this dispute and raise the princess well, and Han Xuanyi would be able to live a happy life.
Han Xuanyi's children were all born, Zhao Yi was still in a coma, and the people in the court were even more worried. The Queen Mother was furious several times, and the imperial doctors beheaded several of them.
Concubine Li was very worried about her son. Although she went to ask Ye Wanwan for help, Ye Wanwan never took any action and did not persuade the Queen Mother. She was even more anxious, but there was nothing she could do.
She thought Zhao Zhuo was about to die, but she soon discovered that Zhen Guohou seemed to treat Zhao Zhuo very differently. He took Zhao Zhuo out to ride and shoot every two or three days. According to the people waiting around Zhao Zhuo, every time Zhen Guohou
After taking Zhao Zhuo out, he felt much better when he came back, and he also drank medicine to replenish his health.
Zhao Zhuo's health is also getting better day by day. So Zhenguo Hou is sincerely helping Zhao Zhuo. Li Fei is very excited. If she can win Zhen Guohou over, wouldn't she no longer be afraid of anyone?
She immediately wrote to the Feng family, asking the Feng family to find a way to establish a relationship with the Marquis of Zhenguo and to find out more.