âJun Shiyan!â Ling Sheng was annoyed. She grabbed his chin and slapped his face, glaring at him ferociously. âSpit it out! Spit it out! Iâll count to three!â
Shi Lingyu and the others were shocked by the sudden scene. Upon seeing Ling Sheng hopping about, they thought, What a petty person. Whatâs wrong with giving him a strawberry? Sheâs even making him spit it out.
Ji Fanchen could not take it anymore. Upon seeing the legendary cold and heartless Third Master being lectured like a child by a young lady, he sighed and tried to persuade her. âSheng Sheng, if this shed is not enough for you, thereâs still one more!â
âThis isnât a strawberry problem. This is a matter of principle.â Ling Sheng let out an angry snort. Upon seeing the man spit out a strawberry that was still whole, she felt relieved. She let out a fierce breath through her nose. âFrom now on, you canât eat any strawberries!â
When Shi Lingyu and Ji Fanchen saw the neighbor say something in her ear, they smiled. The duo was in love again. They looked at each other in confusion.
Whatâs going on between the two of you? I donât dare ask or say anything.
Shi Lingyu and the others quickly went to another shed. They were really showing off their affection for each other. They could not take it anymore, so they retreated quickly.
Ling Sheng was very focused as she plucked strawberries. By the time she had plucked a whole basket, she realized that her feet hurt. These shoes had been recently bought by Sister Yu, so they were a tight fit!
Jun Shiyan walked ahead with the strawberry basket. After walking for a long time, he realized that the young lady was not following him. When he turned around, he saw that she was still squatting on the spot. âWhatâs wrong?â
Ling Sheng looked up and met the manâs warm and loving eyes. Her heart felt warm and sweet as she spread her arms, talking like an empress dowager to a eunuch. âLittle Yanzi, I canât walk anymore. Carry me back to the palace!â
Jun Shiyan put down the basket and walked over to her. In a magnetic voice that was gentle and rich, he said, âMy beloved concubine, since Little Yanzi is not around, let me carry you back to the palace.â
Ling Sheng could not help but laugh. She lay her body on the manâs back, holding the pair of high heels in one hand as she complained in a soft voice. âYour Majesty, my feet are sore from the shoes.â
âWhat a bold pair of shoes. Pass on my order to have it beaten to death immediately!â Jun Shiyanâs voice was very dignified, and he cooperated fully with her acting addiction.
âThank you, Your Majesty.â Ling Sheng chuckled as she watched the man reach for the strawberry basket and bend down to pick it up. He could carry her steadily with one hand. Then, she reached out to take a strawberry and brought it to his mouth. âI have no way of repaying Your Majestyâs kindness. This is a strawberry called Snow White. Eating it can extend oneâs life. Your Majesty, please taste it.â
Jun Shiyan smiled. He could finally eat the tip of a strawberry. He took a small bite. âMy beloved concubine will share this unique treasure with me!â
Upon seeing him only bite a little, Ling Sheng was finally satisfied. She finished the remaining strawberry in one bite and let out a tender laugh beside his ear. âYour Majesty, youâll spoil me.â
Jun Shiyan let out a low laugh happily. âI want to dote on my beloved consort. Iâm yours, and the world is yours too.â
When Ji Fanchen entered, he heard his last sentence. He frowned strangely and let out a low cough. Were the two of them role-playing? They were so stupid!
Upon seeing someone enter, Ling Sheng hurriedly greeted him as though nothing had happened and waved her hand. âBrother Chen, are you done plucking strawberries?â
Ji Fanchen nodded and took the basket from Jun Shiyanâs hand. He then asked, âIs that enough for you?â
Ling Sheng said, âThereâs more!â