Without even thinking, she subconsciously kicked him under the table, shooting him a glare, letting him shut up.
However Li Hong Yuan wasnât the least bit affected, even putting food in Jing Wanâs bowl.
Qing Zhu silently observed her two masters, âReplying to wangye, wangfeiâs clothes have already been washed and starched.â
âIn that case, after bringing back, properly store away.â Li Hong Yuan still had a nonchalant look.
âWhat are you storing away for? In the future, wonât be wearing again, so just get rid of it.â This kind of thing, once was enough, still want to have a next time?
Li Hong Yuan glanced at Jing Wan, and then continued eating things, opening his mouth a moment later, âSome special things, even if not using again in the future, should still properly store away, just like for example Wan Wanâs red wedding clothes back then.â
Although both were clothes, but can the two be considered equal? Those sensitive women perhaps would even think that this was trying to degrade them. However, with Li Hong Yuan, Jing Wan knew, the meaning was definitely the opposite. âWangye sure value it.â
Li Hong Yuan waved his hand, letting the servants all withdraw.
âFor this husband, itâs naturally important. After all, this is the first time someone has this grandly celebrated my birthday.â
Li Hong Yuanâs expression didnât change in the slightest, but Jing Wan immediately just heartached, reaching out to grasp Li Hong Yuanâs hand, âAh Yuan, you have me. In the future, Iâll always celebrate with you.â
âWan Wan isnât even willing to keep that outfit.â
Jing Wan seemingly heard blame from within, saying that in the future, there was her, yet in the end, not even willing to keep a set of clothes, practically not having the slightest sincerity. âIf Ah Yuan likes, then just keep it.â As soon as she said this, Jing Wan felt she was digging a hole for herself.
ââHis wife really was easy to coax. However, probably only those that genuinely had you in their heart would be like this, because she was wholeheartedly willing to let you coax and be coxed by you. âThen in the future, every year, on the day of this husbandâs birthday, will Wan Wan all dance for this husband? All the way until you are no longer able to dance.â
What was called âobtaining an inch, wanting a mileâ? Precisely this.
Jing Wanâs expression was a bit cracked, retracting her hand. Heartache and whatnot, sure enough, shouldâve fed to the dogs. Jing Wan expressionlessly opened her mouth, âWhen giving presents, who would give the same present every year. Some things, once is enough. Besides, when Iâm fifty sixty years old, perhaps Iâll still be very healthy. To dance again when time comes, are you not afraid of going blind.â Whatever, Jing Wan didnât plan on paying him any attention. She hasnât even finished filling her stomach.
Towards the matter of no one celebrating his birthday, Li Hong Yuan long didnât care about. Even in his past life, after becoming the emperor, he also completely didnât have the longevity festival[1] taken seriously. The court officials would all painstakingly persuade him, but whether or not he wanted to hold completely depended on his mood.
But, once thereâs someone without any ulterior motives, merely just for your sake, even meticulously preparing a present to your liking, then how can one still be indifferent? The human heart was greedy. Once there was one, itâll naturally want a second.
âEven if Wan Wanâs teeth all fall out, this husband will still want to kiss. What does dancing at sixty years old count as? Perhaps at sixty, itâll still be the same as yesterday.â Li Hong Yuan calmly stared at Jing Wan, as if wishing to continue.
âThen really sorry, your eyes may not go blind, but I wonât have the face to dance.â
Speaking of which, having a body of loose skin and dancing belly dance? What a joke. That wonât be sexy, but purely stabbing the eyes.
And even mess around like yesterday? The body wonât want it, and the heart probably wonât either. And a sixty seventy year old man holding young girls to warm the bed, how normal. Tsk, thinking of this, she seemingly felt annoyed again inside. Although, looking into whether or not a certain someoneâs heart will change several decades later really was quite boring.
Li Hong Yuan nuzzled against Jing Wanâs side, leaning into her ear, âAt sixty years old, Wan Wan will still be as beautiful as a flower.â
Jing Wan gave him a side glance, coldly sneering, âAt sixty years old, Ah Yuan will just be a rotten old man.â
âIs that so?â Li Hong Yuan held Jing Wan and kissed her on her cheek, âThen isnât that perfect, rotten old men all like beautiful flowers.â
Thatâs why, this kind of thing, in the end, was all âdifferent routes leading to the same destinationâ.
Fortunately, a certain someone was already full from yesterday, so even if still able to get in the mood, considering for Jing Wanâs body, he still wonât do anything either, at most just kissing and holding.
Yesterdayâs matters werenât handled, so today certainly need to spend a bit more time handling. Moreover, it was immediately going to handle after the morning meal, and not procrastinate until nighttime. Towards Jing Wanâs diligent and hard-working nature, the people below expressed that in comparison, wangye seemingly was a bit too lacking. Everyone already predict that in the future, when wangfei becomes completely familiar with these things, wangye will completely become a âarm-flinging shopkeeperâ[2], and for all matters, just directly look for wangfei.
Li Hong Yuan took it all in. The one scheming to seize the throne was him, but those who donât know might even think it was his wife, tskâ¦â¦â¦..
Jing Wan handled the matters as she listened to Guard Qianâthe former An Yiâ-report the affairs of the capital. Although he was no longer a shadow guard, his job was more or less the same as before. After all, he was relatively familiar with it. Just, it was certain that he will no longer take up missions.
âYesterday evening, the imperial physician diagnosed a pregnancy pulse for Rui Wangfei?â Upon hearing this, Jing Wan for a moment paused from the matter at hand, turning her head to look towards Li Hong Yuan, âThis is actually getting pregnant?â If not, then they absolutely wouldnât dare let the imperial physician take the pulse this openly.
âLi Hong Mingâs luck sure is good.â Li Hong Yuan didnât have any reaction, âHowever, even if really pregnant, so what? When time comes, it wonât just be muddling the imperial bloodline, but probably also Rui Wangfei corrupting the back manor, or Rui Qinwang, because of being unable to produce, for the sake of the throne, not hesitating to let an outsider sully his own wangfei. The laughing matter will be even bigger, no?â
Jing Wan fell silent. Rui Qinwang had already consumed the infertility powder. The person that poisoned him certainly would be in the know. If dead set on you being unable to produce, then that child, regardless of how it came to be, in any case, will just have problems. Just like for example, brown mud falling into the crotch of the trousers, even if not âthatâ, it will still be âthatâ. Based on a certain someoneâs plans, actually getting pregnant was practically even worse than faking the pregnancy.
This plan although was a bit malicious, but Jing Wan completely didnât plan on stopping. On the contrary, âEven if really pregnant, it also may not necessarily be a boy. As such, they will undoubtedly still prepare a boy just in case. After all, Rui Qinwang Manorâs rear court probably wonât have another chance. This child, they of course need to ensure that itâs a boy. Where does wangye think this child will come from?â
âRegardless of where, itâs better if they donât use, but once they use, nine times out of ten, itâll inevitably end in death.â
That was an innocent little life.
âWan Wanâs feelings really are forever written on the face. Alright, donât think too much, I will try to preserve that child as much as possible, letting that child return to his parentsâ side. However, Wan Wan, you have to know, this for the child may not necessarily be a good thing either.â
Jing Wan naturally understood. A child that was able to be chosen very likely had certain problems, for instance, not being expected by others, or someone not wanting to let the child exist, and so on, because the more it was like this, the easier it would be to tie up loose ends. âAh Yuan, if able to help, then just help, but if it will cause trouble for you, then no need to bother. Regardless of whether or not that child is innocent, that is still an outsider. You are the most important one.â Her feelings of pity also had a premise.
Li Hong Yuan smiled, âItâs all just trivial matters.â
Jing Wan also smiled, having this matter placed aside. They can just wait until that child is born. As for now, Noble Consort Su and them wonât, because of this, just let their guard down. After all, when not knowing the âmastermind behind the scenesâ, all will inevitably be on edge, not knowing whether or not this person behind the scenes will play tricks agains, so they will undoubtedly be on high alert.
Just thinking about it was tiring.
âAdoptive mother, at present, still havenât sent people to deliver an invitation, so most likely wonât hold a birthday banquet again.â
âProbably.â Li Hong Yuan was lacking in interest. These things, whether itâs held or not all didnât matter. If held, it was nothing more than giving face and taking a trip, but if not, it was even better. Lately, he was feeling a bit lazy, not wanting to move too much.
âThen letâs just prepare the horse race invitations, what do you think?â
âAs you please.â Li Hong Yuan lazily said, his entire body leaning against the recliner.
âAh Yuan, this is having spring fatigue?â Seeing him like this, Jing Wan couldnât help but tease.
âProbably.â His eyes were half closed, seemingly about to fall asleep at any time.
Jing Wan stared at him, but at a certain moment, helplessness turned into worry, âHow about letting Gong Jiu come take your pulse?â
Li Hong Yuan opened his eyes and looked towards Jing Wan, âWan Wan thought too much. Wan Wan is too hardworking, so this husband is just bored. However, for the sake of letting you be at ease, thereâs no harm in letting Gong Jiu come have a look, purely treating it as taking a reassuring pulse.â
âThis subordinate will go call Gong Jiu over right away.â Guard Qian whoâd been a background board this entire time, getting force fed dog food, seized the opportunity, immediately âvolunteering himself for the taskâ.
(T/N: Tbh even I forgot he was thereâ¦..)
âGo then.â
Guard Qian swiftly slipped out, walking very quick, and shortly after, only Gong Jiu alone entered.
It was obvious, Li Hong Yuanâs body was perfectly fine. Even if that crazy yesterday, there werenât any signs of the kidneys weakening either.
Thatâs why, Jin Qinwang truly was just bored, and his wife was busy, having no time to spend with him.
Jing Wan massaged between her brows. Was this really someone busy fighting for the throne? Jing Wan decided to ignore him, letting him do as he pleased. He wanted to fall asleep from boredom? Fine. Focusing on having the matters at hand finished was the most important right now.
Just like this, while one was busy, and one was idle, the time quickly passed. Jing Wan stretched her arms, âAh Yuanâ¦â¦â¦..â
âEn?â
âThe horse race invitation this time, how about expanding the scope a little? Aside from the families of officials of the third rank and higher all having a share, letâs not restrict the number of people either. The ones below the third rank, as long as their family have descendants with relatively good horse riding skills, all deliver an invitation. And one invitation can even additionally bring five people, what do you think?â Since they were going to play, then naturally need to go bigger.
[1] The Emperorâs birthday is considered a national holiday
[2] Describes someone who passes all the work to others and does nothing
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